Luyện nghe bài hát Hell 4 A Hustler

Get on yo' nigga
Get on yo' knees and

Huh, increase the doses, whoever closest
Thug livin', or prison, never losin' my focus
I'm makin' money moves
In a discussion my records tell a story
Picture niggaz we rushin' and still
the cops come runnin', duck in abandoned buildings
Ditchin' my gun, the motherfuckin' villain
I live the lifestyles of drug dealers, but now legit
So I till I cry, when the law come get me
No baby momma drama, nigga miss me, why plant
In a dirty bitch, waitin' to me, not the life for me
Livin' carefree, till I'm buried and if they me

I'm bustin' on niggaz they scurry, I'm clearly
A man of military in my artillery
over me through every murder scene
From adolescence, to my teens, thought we was gonna die
Sellin' dope to all the fiends, at times I cry
And still, we try to the past, in vain
Never knowin' if this game'll last, ashamed
Of cocaine, the product of the Devil, am I my soul?
Got tired of small time livin', tellin' me no
I got mine, fuck them other that's the mentality
Jealous-ass bustaz, it Hell for us

Lord, help me change my
Show a little on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it 4 a hustler
Lord, me change my ways
Show a mercy on Judgment day
It me, I was raised this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, it Hell 4 a hustler

Now in these days and times I takes mines so serious
Gotta get that paper quickly and escape the
If I fail, then I suffer, broke is hell 4 a hustler
So I stay strugglin' and jugglin' with all the might I can
Since a youngster, been money hungry, in
One's and ten's was funny money
So I sets my bigger, four figures or mo'
Real fo' sho', out in the cold for dough
you thought? All for lost homies in plenty battles
Last two years plenty tears and I'll send plenty at you
Let me you slippin' you soft niggaz is outta here
In case you forgot we on the shit that got us here

Yo, to every step I take, every I make
Every jail I break, mill' I ate
to head, whoever hustle hardest
On the block duckin' charges, fuck the sergeant
He got a job, all my bottles got a of coke
Listen I'm missin' dough I gotta gather mo'
Hell naw, dead blocks with red tops but now a sell words
For all my young thugs in in Jerz
They made it 4 a hustler, I bails high as fuck son
Dyin' luck supply us with much guns
I buck one, to let you know that I can touch ya
cracks or raps, still hell 4 a hustler

Lord, help me my ways
Show a mercy on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a
Lord, me change my ways
Show a little on Judgment day
It me, I was raised this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it 4 a hustler

No insanity for me, I ride the beef till I burn
Sensimilla bar your kids from the I learned
And in turn I'm hostile you could call me anti-social
Niggaz shakin' like they the holy ghost when I approach 'em
Try to politic, before I 'em, like Sun Zu
Niggaz do unto snitches, before it's done to you
And if the cops come arrest me in the
Best they comin' for my dogs in the mornin'

And if I die by a slug, the death of a true
Tell me will my mourn me? Gettin' blowed out
High, watch me murder the bird, he testify
Strikes, walkin' to my third, I live a trouble life
And if you be a part of my team
Long Beach to Queens, drug dealers to ex-fiends
Keep yo' eyes on the prize, watch for bustaz
Either or jail, it's still Hell 4 a hustler

Lord, help me my ways
Show a little on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, it Hell 4 a hustler
Lord, help me my ways
Show a little on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, it Hell 4 a hustler

This is how we ride not knowin' if we'll or die
Catch me with my motherfuckin' guns on the side
In of drama, I'm the first to break wild till they all die
This is how we ride not if we'll live or die
Catch me rollin' with my motherfuckin' on the side
In case of drama, I'm the first to break wild they all die, outlaw
Yes, my ways yes, the Black Jesuz guide us through this
Weary weary weary only God can save us
Nuttin' but boss players and thugs