Luyện nghe bài hát Hustla

Got a cheese sandwich on the spoke
Pork rinds and a soda pop, I a cop I'd beat it, lost
At 3 a.m., they told up stop, we got it real, to the top

A G like 30 feet from the county line
The weed flyin', the smilin'
Wip it nice an then sign
Man, fuck, how denyin' my luck
This ain't no find if we get stuck I'm time

get messy with the Prezzy
A pound ain't worth the rizzy
Drunk as hell, then the fifth
an forth we swerve and dip

Pumpkin' pie, a cop
I'll be damned, they took my
'em wit that lead foot an hit
About a 105 miles per

In the wit the pudin', good an chunky
40 acre, mule an donkey, hell with that, get the money
Got to be that early bird to grind an get what I

Quick to an an can't mesquite it
Lord, I it fore the third
anybody? Hell naw, got to be for sure
Standin' on the curb, days begin to bend an blurred

Homegrown bacon, yeah, I'm havin' the
of a 50 hit, when it's about gettin' payed
Came along with a ragin' thief under the shade
An momma won't quit buggin' me about my ways

Now I've wasted more tears then my mouth cold
Gotta be a Man on rolls, overcomin' my fears
Body too quick to gaze, with they on bob
Get dee, life is foul but the dirt is hard,

If you play the you dealt
you struggle, got to put in work
And I got to be the bird
To grind and get what I

If you the cards you dealt
you struggle, got to put in work
And I got to be the early
To and get what I deserve

Ain't no tenth, thirty-five percent, in my hub caps
Sticks in my dove sacks, fifth I cuts that
Look, my husband got to eat some mo
Dough is Im reachin' fo, money low, need some mo
Hustlin' these streets

Now everyday I work, 75, A&R tellin' me
'Fore I die, wanna big bodies wit' bubbla die
Now peep the otha side, ova hills
Rich that own them mills
Tha sto is open for sale
These gone smoke it to death

Money, hos, clothes, automobiles, grills
No scrill, no deal, weel, big grill
Wood sturnweel, weigh it up, be still
Lay it on the scales

I'm assed out in the seat of the Pontiac
Got a cup full of Coniac, out of hunny sacks
Tell me, get my money back, broke
Feel like I ain't got shit to live fo, so to kill fo

C'mon, this niggas transition, ain't no use in sittin' wishin'
But my hands ichin', need a new transmition
Get my on, hustle that bustle
To make my grip in any zone

Bundle that bubble, let's make it
We buy peices, ounces, keys, weed, Xs, Zs, nigga,
Anything you ask fo', we got what you
To these college degrees we applyin' to streets, 'cause I'm a

If you play the cards you
you struggle, got to put in work
And I got to be the early
To grind and get what I

If you the cards you dealt
Then you struggle, got to put in
And I got to be the early
To grind and get what I

carry many meanings
Whether you a crook in books
Whether you your mind or usin' a 9
Bootleg or runnin' the ball, you must get it in
You was a hustla an you a die a hustla
Prophit, hit 'em it

I pause and refine a mighty floss, et
For life in a balance of it, lyin' an a beddy ro
I gotta be worse than a hust fa
If I don't crush it then I'mma the 9

I tell ya dog, get on the blocks in over-alls, it's over
Wit' all dem boys stay hot, said if we blow out go a billion time
Ya know me dog, neva be a dog
My state of on the grind like a eighths of raw

Don't go trickin' 'em all, have you bust for all my niggas
Live for the so we can hustle 'em all
What? What?