Luyện nghe bài hát Pushin

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

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

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

Keep on
Keep on
on pushin'
Keep on
Keep on pushin'

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

I'm on the from 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 bout to take it to drastic 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
Next stop: Port Arthur, Texas, I work it in the
I'm a little nigga on his hustle to rise
I was cuttin' seventeen and I was only payin'
A week by, and a nigga took that dry
Back to H-Town, with about to score me nine
A Pyrex bowl and the so throwed
I cooked it for nine then I stretched it for nine
Whoa, I'm that nigga bakin' with in his door
Crummy niggaz sellin' that ether but fuck it, sold

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

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

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