Luyện nghe bài hát Hell 4 A Hustler

Get on yo' nigga
Get on yo' and pray

Huh, increase the doses, bustin' closest
Thug livin', Hell or prison, losin' my focus
I'm makin' money moves
In a discussion my past records a story
Picture we rushin' and still bustin'
Till the cops come runnin', in abandoned buildings
Ditchin' my gun, homeboy the villain
I live the lifestyles of drug dealers, but now list
So I laugh I cry, when the law come get me
No baby momma drama, nigga me, why plant seeds
In a bitch, waitin' to trick me, not the life for me
Livin' carefree, till I'm and if they dare me

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

Lord, help me my ways
a little mercy on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised way
I let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler
Lord, help me change my
a little mercy 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

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

Yo, to every step I take, every I make
Every jail I break, every I ate
Head to head, whoever hustle
On the block duckin' charges, nigga fuck the
He got a job, all my bottles got a of coke
Listen tho' I'm dough I gotta gather mo'
Hell naw, blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell words
For all my thugs in jail 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
Slangin' cracks or raps, hell 4 a hustler

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

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

And if I die by a slug, the death of a true
Tell me my niggaz mourn me? Gettin' blowed out
High, me murder the bird, before he testify
Strikes, close 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 change my
Show a little on Judgment day
It me, I was raised this way
I never let 'em me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler
Lord, help me my ways
a little mercy on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a

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