Luyện nghe bài hát Pushin

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

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

Well it's the king of the hover and the sergeant of snow (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 some weight but they ain't holdin' enough
been around way before the Interstate was on fire (Fire)
Before they hid it in the gas or the tire (Tire)
Before a even knew about a stash box
We just put in the back of the car (Man), and mashed out (For real)
Now ask a nigga was doin' it in nine-three
On the Interstate in a rental car you can me
Suitcase is stuffed like a turkey (Turkey)
Chopper right in case a nigga try to jerk me (Jerk me)
I did the city plus I played it out of state
way a nigga 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 keep on

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

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

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

Ay, no matter how hard it get you know
Real talk, real niggaz do things you know they (CHEEAAA)
You already know, free 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 know already
Real niggaz do real things you already know nigga
C.T.E. nigga, Rap-A-Lot (AYE, AYE, AYE)

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

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