Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin'

on trying,
You can hold me down (you can't hold me)
You can never hold me (you can't hold me)
You can hold me down (you can't hold me)
C, C, Can't me

1.
This is dope boy music, American
we let them choppers sing like that nigga Dream
No unless I'm tunning out the burrough
Flying through ya borough, (Red)
I had 'em shook like on Reggie Bush
With 4-5 coat hanger, bang em and let me push
I used to get my ass wooped for listenin to 1
On the court, point, fade away, nice one
same court where the fiends get they white
till the night come
crouch down low, with a pocket of money
dice in my white 1's
roll another seven of the night on my 1's
I had a jumper, plus I was
Moms and pops was both gangsters any drama I will 'em
How the fuck you I got the name Game
Same way them Lakers got all of them rings

Hustling Championship
Metaphor street king
(Hustling) My moms the grave yard Shift
She was bustin it while I at straight Hustlin

2.
I had 2 brothers didn't fuck with 'em
They was like, that's our little brother don't with him
They 'em both so, I was like fuck it then
Called up the hommies im ready, jump me in
Hopped in the G Ride, one the pump be in
I'm bout to do niggas worse then Columbians
And I aint out the car like Trey did
I'm turnin off the and pullin up like "Say Kid"

Hustlin Championship
Hustlin Metaphor street
Hustlin Drop top chain
Hustlin,

3.
It was a Day in 1996
Fav bar Reasonable Doubt
Before that day, we aint know shit about
He was Cristall, and 4.6 Rovers
But all we knew 5.0's and Toyota's
So, We took Y'alls swag took our rags
The way I see it, a fair exchange why you Mad
Son, Jay was one of my teachers
Bumpin Roc-A-Fella but, get a feature
Was like, Being underage and get a beeper
Missing sales cuz the onions stuck in my sneaker
to Streetsweeper,
Dodgin the Reaper,
Hit My after 8 o'clock I'll make you a believer
We was movin kid, the Justin Beiber
Us and homeless no different we both feed 'em
Playing John Madden smoking all my weed up
Relaxin with my feet up, for the Re-Up

on trying,
You can never me down
You can never hold me down (you hold me)
You can never hold me (you can't hold me)
C, C, hold me (x2)

4.
How I sell 10 million and stay hood, somebody at me
If I go to you nigga aint gone throw a dolla at me
Like my nigga frog, his impala at me
when I was in the bay and 40 popped his colla at me
That's why when I come through, She look like Berry
I'm in this Game by myself,
now and then, you my see me with a couple friends
Same that was right there, When I had a couple ends
No Benz,
No House ,
Just a Couch,
So shut Yo Mouth,
I zip it up, Say Fuck Rap
Fuck Interscope, Take my and rip it up
Bad Boy
Like BIG and
The Giant can't sleep cuz niggas steady dig him up
And while you Mother Fuckers on Toronto
I'm in the hood with
Stacking Rondo

Hustlin Championship
Hustlin Metaphor king
(Hustling)And while you Mother Fuckers on Toronto
I'm in the hood Pancho
Stacking Rondo

on trying,
You can never me down
You can never hold me down (you can't me)
You can never hold me (you can't hold me)
C, C, hold me

on trying,
You can never me down
You can hold me down (Naw, you can't hold me)
You can never hold me down (Uh-Uh, you can't me)
C, C, hold me