Luyện nghe bài hát Pushin

Say man I don't a fuck about the FEDs
D.E.A., A.T.F., Task Force, Jump-out boys, or your local robbers
I got to keep on pushin'

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Well it's the king of the hover trade and the sergeant of (Snow)
They call me Mr. Killa in case yo ass ain't know (Know)
I'm the boss of blow when you come to the Gulf (Gulf)
Other cats holdin' some weight but they ain't holdin'
I've been around way the Interstate was on fire (Fire)
they hid it in the gas tank or the tire (Tire)
Before a motherfucker even about a stash box
We just put work in the back of the car (Man), and out (For real)
Now ask a that was doin' it in nine-three
On the in a rental car you can find me
Suitcase is stuffed like a turkey (Turkey)
Chopper right beside in a nigga try to jerk me (Jerk me)
I did the city thing plus I played it out of
way a nigga was known for havin' a lot of weight
Try to knock me down but it only made me
Haters wanna see me fall but a nigga gotta on pushin'

Keep on
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Keep on pushin'

I you Bun, I feel you Young, I mean, I feel you
I've got to keep on

I'm on the corner sun up to sun down
Competition gettin' hectic, I'm for out of town
What I was, sellin' for twenty, sellin' for ten
So I'm to take it to drastic measurements for my ends
My Rob in seventeen and in the Benz
And me I'm in a bucket but fuck it, how it is, shit
I got an ounce to cut it into stones
stop: Port Arthur, Texas, I work it in the Lones
I'm a nigga on his hustle bout to rise
I was cuttin' seventeen and I was payin' five
A week went by, and a nigga took dry
Back to H-Town, with re-up about to score me
A bowl and the whoop so throwed
I cooked it for then I stretched it for nine more
Whoa, I'm nigga bakin' with holes in his door
Crummy sellin' that ether but fuck it, shit sold

Ay, no matter how hard it get you know
Real talk, real do real things you know they (CHEEAAA)
You know, free Pimp C nigga (LIFE NIGGA)
U.G.K. for life, U.S.D.A. nigga, C.T.E. nigga (CHEAA)
You know Houston niggaz you know they niggaz keep on pushin' nigga (PUSHIN)
G.A. niggaz you know they
Real niggaz do things nigga you already know nigga
C.T.E. nigga, records (AYE, AYE, AYE)

One day here, the next day you're gone (WHAT?)
Cuz some nigga set you up on the (DAMN)
Shit, I play it how I go, I'm in a of my own
You ain't gotta front me shit nigga, I'm my own (HAHA)
it's sixteen bars or sixteen bricks (CHEA)
Move 'em one at a time, I'll take trips (LET'S GET IT)
I'm in the kitchen with the white, by the back door (AYE)
Mind on my money, but I swear shit stack dough (HAHA)
Square's in the closet, a hundred thousand in the box
Got the stash box in the of the Mustang (CHEA)
You know I a down ass bitch to dry that shit
Look, I-T a nigga yea she ride shit
Hey, I hustle harder, I hustle (AYE)
Just left the magnum lot to whip me up a charter (HAHA)
I'm so of my time, ahead of my grind
Look at snowman bitch, it's a must that I (YEAAAA)
See my watch is like, damn, my ears for attention (AYE)
A quarter mill my neck, in case I forgot to mention
You niggaz actin' like hoes so motherfucker keep
I'mma do what the gangstas do and nigga keep (AYYEEE)

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on pushin'
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keep on pushin'
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on pushin'
I've got to keep on
Keep on pushin'
on pushin'
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on pushin'
Keep on pushin'