Luyện nghe bài hát Forced to Do Dirt

Yeah, ah, Ice-T in that ass, return of the real
Muthafuckas fakin' and frontin' like they don't know time it is
Niggas on the streets ain't got a muthafuckin' choice

So niggas is to do dirt
So niggas is to do dirt
So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is forced to do

I only run with real who wear gold and jewels
Diamond rings, strapped with
I take no shorts, 'cause I been in it for the one, the strong one
Gotta tell the truth, yo, half my is on the run

Street giant defiant to the
That the white man made, nigga, that's why we play,
AKA the street hustler the Westside
Too damn fly, too finesse for the hoo ride

I take a mark off smooth
'Cause the skill of a hustler is to stick and
And make you say, "Damn, his name?
Got to give a nigga props, the kid got game"

Mad game, fool, I base my not on strength
But think, you say 'the store', I say, "Brinks"
'Cause my mind's on the massive roll of the
The of my game's insane, precise

So is forced to do dirt
So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is to do dirt
So niggas is to do dirt

So now you're mad, I got money and you don't
The win, the busters won't
can I say, you can't come out and play
With the real ones, dig you'll get broke with the quickness

I don't gamble, I when it's on
Two g's on the table, two in my
And if I spill up, I pull the 25 strap
Then the place gets flat and I'm out the back

With my and them 4's on thangs
And if I wanna floss, I flex my Bentley wings
Damn, over head, got a problem
Keepin' lyrics to earth so normal niggas can solve 'em

But the game's extreme so quit your high
And the light, now can you see me, you might
If you ever been to or shot, sold rocks
I'm talkin' 'bout down like movin' ki's and pounds

But every nigga in the ain't fly
Light-skinned or dark, they're percent marks
Straight and they got money to give
Then without 'em tell, me how the a hustler lives

So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is forced to do
So is forced to do dirt
So is forced to do dirt

I got no love for a
I use my strategy crack to rap, no shame
And now instead of some ki's
I'm flippin' dollar [Incomprehensible] call 'em wack MC's

But suckers got it twisted, they it
Wastin' they when yo, they mentally gifted
The ain't the only fuckin' hustle in town
You gotta get in where you fit in, stay way down

But a is a buster for life
He makes excuses why his ass ain't pay that shit's
Cash rules everything me, kid
I hit a 50'000 and never did no bid

'Cause I'm on a come-up and my shit stays tight
How many fake gangsta rappers will I tonight?
It matter, 'cause the real don't care
You know gonna get mine, so I'ma let 'em get theirs

But I know in the what's true
So if you listen closely, maybe you will too
My mind's blown off Armani
Pavet medallions, [Incomprehensible]

Cristal and steak, shrimp big as hand
I bought a robe and it's from Siam
This for the hoods and thugs
Pimps and hoes, the slingers of

Hustlers and thieves, cons and
Bookers and sharks, the marks, nigga

So niggas is forced to do
So is forced to do dirt
So niggas is forced to do