Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

Uhh, dry as the fuck, and I'm (?) one with yo-yo
houses down, black street, dark (?) folk don't matter tho'
I don't know who to trust, to look fo'
How many niggas kill me?
I'm havin a, time tryin to determine
If the homey, or the enemy
Ol' shady-ass, no for that
Just like he plottin on somethin-ass nigga
But I wanted to like he fin' to do somethin
And I'll get to be dumpin on yo' ass
One of the main rules, of the game, without a
Nigga don't you ever pull a gun and use it
Nigga that's a good way to get your blow out
Motherfucker me get to flashin then I lose it
Leave ol' shit up to me and watch me prove it
Nigga, you be real about this shit
If you in it you in it don't be no
Nigga ain't no baseball game, niggas don't FORFEIT NO DAMN FUNK

Two brothers sack for sack
In the of the 'llac, takin a whiffle
Strippin the up out of some willow
Poppin like Skittles
It'll get you in the run, sniffin them long ones
Way girl ya dick and now it got ya on one
Came up shorted, nigga quote it
What goes around comes around tryin to steal (?) Brady hostess
Keep your focus, and never the love of the hocus
Set up hoes lovin to get jackers to and smoke us
Die-hard soldier, T-Pup-alicious, get vicious
No on haters or no bitches
Got in my clitches waitin for a nigga to some chances
So we can deal with these Sic-Wid-It-ass circumstances

Chorus: singers together

all these CHANCES
You might never ever ever get them
CHANCES
You might never ever ever get CIRCUMSTANCES

Chorus Cold 187um, Kokane + more (repeat 2X)

I said the is full of crack babies
I remember the world went crazy
Til I copped a sack, and put it like that
And rolled out it didn't even fade me

Nigga - slang suga delight to get my hustle right
It's double like, a new Benzo with the bubble lights
Scuffle fights with rats and roaches, I was the
Motherfucker, now I'm the closest nigga to ferocious
Motherfucker, a nigga off like wax off, cracks off a hard
(Fo' sheezy) Pimpin easy and motherfucker only if you breezy
does it, I does it do it off the fluid
Come with the newest shit I through with
Bitch don't you the music?
(Don't you hear the music? Too for my shirt)
Too sexy for my shirt so bad
on the turf wanna put my ass up in the dirt, cause I skirt
A and slurp a genie bottle full of X-O
Or maybe cause I'm with and a jug of ethel
You can't love it, don't leave the
Me and I'm like two jugs of methyl

Damn, (??)cydal shit when vital shit starts to
Eager to be the just for cappin
up ain't no thang, it's survival
It's makin sure you all when it comes to enemies and rivals
It's +Higher Learning+, but it's Lies+
When it to the +Superfly+
Speedy Gonzalez destroyes the Eastside
Is it or stardom? Did we hurt yo' feelings, pardon
I'm makin niggas fall like on +Rage in Harlem+
(Beotch!) I'm on moonshine shit
Bit the cork off the
I'm drunk so let me chill for a

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[Celly
Aww yeah yeah now niggas
Well ain't no sense in me fuckin
My stompin be the H-I-double-L-S-I-D-E bound
To you with them tecs and make them marks, bounce like checks
Slide a faulty bitch up under niggas
And killin 'em off sex
Ain't no what angle I'm comin with these circumstances
Penitentiary chances, nina fluffin tap dancers
On your hood for breedin snitch niggas
fade triggers so they quick get sprayed niggas
I fuck wig-splitters, Colombian neck-tie throat slitters
(??) take a time business to get paid
To get rid of you
Chatter police-ass niggas takin (takin chances)
Man you can't fuck with these

And all you O.G. motherfuckers better stop to mark them yungsta
Cause or later, they gon' dump, like some garbage dusters
Tryin to throw yo' weight
Like you gon', uhh, take a spot
Nigga don't you know these nowadays
Be off that water and

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