Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Hard To Find

If you lookin' for me, I hard to find
I'll be right there, on that 5 9
I got a in my lap at all times
And a bag of sticky icky limes

If you lookin' for me, I ain't hard to
I'll be there, posted on that 5 9
I got a burner in my lap at all
And a bag of sticky icky green

I got that paper in them rubber bands, up
And I got somethin' hidden in the stash, up
If you see in my cup, that mean I'm leanin' tough
I got haters on my back, so I be strapped up

I'm in a league of my own them haters throw stones
But my on cash, I'm in the zone
I'm grippin' wood and chrome
I'm well known, my wrist is rocky like
Southlea is where I roam, the champ is here and there is no

Off top, I'm well respected on many
So I'm pullin' and smashin' cocks
Knockin' broads up out they socks
I'm in the hood like wig shops, close, I ain't hard to spot
I'm right there at that gamblin' spot, up a fat not

So if you for me, I ain't hard to find
I'll be right there, posted on 5 9
I got a burner in my lap at all
And a bag of sticky icky limes

If you lookin' for me, I ain't to find
I'll be there, posted on that 5 9
I got a in my lap at all times
And a bag of sticky icky limes

I'm a block burner like Lil' Wayne, revisin' the game King James
The head like Slim Thug Chain
I'm bangin' hooks Sugar Shane
I'm thowed off like Payne, talkin' shit like Brother Lane
boys talkin' down on the name
But all washed up like Eddie Kane

The slab roof like David Blaine, it disappear magic
Glock nineteen, made of plastic, might ya out just like elastic
I up on my toes till the day that my casket close
and fine hoes, fancy cars and starched clothes

Weed cigars and Moet rolls, a bar and kushy dro
Dime collector the club in candy toy with the trunk exposed
Swishahouse, baby, my crew, roll wit us or you'll get ran through
We loved by few and still true, let me tell y'all just it do

So if you for me, I ain't hard to find
I'll be there, posted on that 5 9
I got a in my lap at all times
And a bag of icky green limes

If you for me, I ain't hard to find
I'll be there, posted on that 5 9
I got a burner in my lap at all
And a bag of sticky green limes

It's hustle time, Texas, I do for the streets
Grindin' with no sleep because that paper I seek
That need to cease, I'm evadin' the police
And I been hustlin' since Hulk Hogan body slammed that Iron

My is outta sight but them boys is all hype
They can't see me up on that mic, so be hatin' me outta spite
Some purple Sprite, I done paid my dues
I hear the survive but the weak end up on Fox News

Sleepless nights with in hand
'Cause now a them jackass plot
Jealousy turn friends to foes, I'm packin' glocks around the
Stackin' nots and hoes, chasin' paper and ridin' vogues
Get dough without the po's on five nine double O

So if you lookin' for me, I hard to find
I'll be right there, posted on 5 9
I got a in my lap at all times
And a bag of sticky icky limes

If you for me, I ain't hard to find
I'll be right there, posted on 5 9
I got a burner in my lap at all
And a bag of sticky icky green