Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin'

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

1.
This is boy music, American Dream
we let them choppers sing that little nigga Dream
No Auto-tune unless I'm tunning out the
Flying ya borough, (Red) Camaro
I had 'em shook like on Reggie Bush
With that 4-5 coat hanger, bang em and let me
I used to get my ass for listenin to spice 1
On the court, game point, fade away, one
same court where the get they white from
hustle till the night
crouch down low, with a pocket full of
shooting dice in my 1's
another seven of the night on my white 1's
I had a jumper, I was pumpin
Moms and was both gangsters any drama I will slump 'em
How the fuck you think I got the name
Same way Lakers got all of them fucking rings

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

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

Hustlin Championship
Metaphor street king
Hustlin top chain swing
Hustlin,

3.
It was a cold Day in
Fav bar Doubt Over
Before that day, we aint know about hova
He was Cristall, and 4.6 Rovers
But all we knew were 5.0's and
So, We Y'alls swag y'all took our rags
The way I see it, a fair exchange why you Mad
Son, Yeah Jay was one of my
Bumpin Roc-A-Fella but, couldn't get a
Was like, Being underage and couldn't get a
sales cuz the onions still stuck in my sneaker
to Streetsweeper,
Dodgin the Reaper,
Hit My block after 8 o'clock I'll make you a
We was movin white kid, the Justin
Us and homeless no different we both feed 'em
Playing John Madden all my nigga weed up
Relaxin with my up, Waiting for the Re-Up

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

4.
How I sell 10 and stay hood, somebody holla at me
If I go to you nigga aint gone throw a dolla at me
Like my frog, threw 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 Halle
I'm in this by myself, Solitaire
Every now and then, you my see me with a friends
Same ones that was there, When I had a couple ends
No Benz,
No House ,
a fucking Couch,
So Yo Fuckin Mouth,
I zip it up, Say Fuck Rap
Fuck Interscope, my contract and rip it up
Bad Boy
Like BIG and
The Giant sleep cuz niggas steady tryina dig him up
And while you Fuckers waitin on Toronto
I'm in the hood Pancho
Stacking Rondo

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

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

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