Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

Uhh, dry as the fuck, and I'm (?) one with yo-yo
Seven houses down, black street, dark (?) folk don't tho'
I don't who to trust, what to look fo'
How many niggas kill me?
I'm havin a, hard time tryin to
If that's the homey, or the
Ol' shady-ass, no build for
Just lookin like he on somethin-ass nigga
But I to mack 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 brains blow out
Motherfucker like me get to then I lose it
Leave that ol' shit up to me and me prove it
Nigga, you betta be real about shit
If you in it you in it be no punk
Nigga ain't no baseball game, niggas don't FORFEIT NO DAMN FUNK

Two brothers sack for sack
In the back of the 'llac, a whiffle
Strippin the up out of some willow
Poppin ecstasy Skittles
get you in the long run, sniffin them long ones
Way burst ya dick and now it got ya on one
Came up shorted, circumstances nigga it
What goes around around tryin to steal this (?) Brady hostess
Keep your focus, and never the love of the pocus
Set up hoes to get jackers to come and smoke us
soldier, T-Pup-alicious, cops get vicious
No mercy on haters or no
Got in my clitches for a nigga to take some chances
So we can deal with hardco' Sic-Wid-It-ass circumstances

various singers together

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

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

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

Nigga - slang suga delight enough to get my right
It's like, a flip new Benzo with the bubble lights
Scuffle fights with rats and roaches, I was the
Motherfucker, now I'm the closest to ballin ferocious
Motherfucker, a nigga off like wax off, cracks off a hard
(Fo' sheezy) Pimpin ain't easy and only if you breezy
Easy does it, I does it do it off the
Come with the newest shit I come with
don't you hear the music?
(Don't you hear the Too sexy for my shirt)
Too sexy for my shirt so bad
Niggas on the wanna put my ass up in the dirt, cause I skirt
A Lex-o and slurp a bottle full of X-O
Or cause I'm with 40-Water and a jug of ethel
You can't love it, don't leave the
Me and I'm heated like two jugs of

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

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

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

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