Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle

Yea, youngbloodz, the mic, track boys
Why'all ready for this shit,
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

OK we back and bumping, youngbloodz us for sure
From to right we rocking and kicking down every door
Watch out now get 'em shawty, oh them you-way boys
We set it off get twist it still out making noise
Big pistol my word, ice cold is so superb
3 hits 4 shots I'm on it, running you up off the
So your A-game, we bringing hella pain
You disrespect my sip ill pop your back like
So if your ready run it, we got that that will
I'm from steady bouncing blowing off the grill
Cause in the trunk its bumping, we going all night
So a cup 'cause ain't no way in hell you goin home

I get my crime around
I baby
I stay down time no day
I hustle
the track or the trap fo sand
I hustle
No day I hustle baby no day hustle baby
I get my crime around
I hustle
I down every time no day
I hustle
the track or the trap for sand
I baby
No day I hustle no day gotta hustle baby

I'm a crime hustler man, I tried to tell 'em
My 'cause its the ex-convict, convicted fellon
Banana clips of all these stitches telling
The bitches of bazballers and of shotcallers
Of better rounds of scopping he lue a-town to Oakland
Niggas praying and hoping, they don't get with dope and
Out a catin' and a cripping in they folking
Down south we got 36 oles and focus
This is no hocus pocus, the game like locus
Players vibe up and whittin' I'm the third

My pimping is old school, and they Chevy bleak shoes
Tip and flip flops, Adidas and suede pumas
Who nigga fo like why'all they never change that
They slang goin where I hang and my they who'd-a-rest
And we all do-duces of dat go for 5
We'll put that hot heat like between your
And I keep it under the in the summer they sweating me
Coming down your street with beat on some chesly feet
Outta town in gold rims, for shawty be serving them
Everytime my Chevy stop my rims they still
A-town for life why'all we never going change
Still roll them dope boys on the bow with them J's at

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