Luyện nghe bài hát Hustla

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

A G like 30 feet away from the 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 I'm doin' time

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

Pumpkin' pie, a cop
be damned, they took my crop
Shook 'em wit lead foot an hit
About a 105 per hour

In the country wit the pudin', good an
40 acre, mule an donkey, with that, just get the money
Got to be that bird to grind an get what I deserve

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

bacon, yeah, I'm havin' the wage
Tendency of a 50 hit, when about gettin' payed
Came along with a thief hidin' under the shade
An momma quit buggin' me about my heathenish ways

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

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

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

Ain't no tenth, percent, dent in my hub caps
Sticks in my dove sacks, till I cuts that
Look, my baby got to eat some mo
is what Im reachin' fo, money low, need some mo
Hustlin' these alone

Now everyday I work, 75, A&R me lies
'Fore I die, wanna drive big bodies bubbla die
Now peep the side, ova them hills
Rich dude own them mills
Tha candy sto is for sale
These junkies gone smoke it to

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

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

C'mon, this niggas transition, no use in sittin' 'round wishin'
But my hands ichin', poppa a new transmition
Get my grind on, hustle that
To make my grip in any time

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

If you play the cards you
Then you struggle, got to put in
And I got to be the bird
To and get what I deserve

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

Hustla many meanings
Whether you a crook in them
Whether you usin' your or usin' a 9
Bootleg alcohol or the ball, you must get it in
You was a hustla an you a die a hustla
Prophit, hit 'em it

I and refine a mighty floss, et cetera
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 I'mma bust the 9

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

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