Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin'

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

1.
This is boy music, American Dream
we let choppers sing like that little nigga Dream
No Auto-tune unless I'm tunning out the
Flying ya borough, (Red) Camaro
I had 'em shook like coach on 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 fiends get they white
hustle till the night
crouch down low, with a pocket of money
shooting in my white 1's
roll another seven of the on my white 1's
I had a jumper, I was pumpin
and pops was both gangsters any drama I will slump 'em
How the fuck you think I got the Game
Same way Lakers got all of them fucking rings

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

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

Hustlin ring
Hustlin street king
Hustlin Drop top chain
Hustlin,

3.
It was a Day in 1996
Fav bar Doubt Over
that day, we aint know shit about hova
He was Cristall, and 4.6 Rovers
But all we knew were 5.0's and
So, We took Y'alls swag y'all took our
The way I see it, it's a exchange why you Mad
Son, Yeah Jay was one of my
Bumpin Roc-A-Fella but, get a feature
Was like, underage and couldn't get a beeper
sales cuz the onions still stuck in my sneaker
to Streetsweeper,
Dodgin the Reaper,
Hit My block after 8 I'll make you a believer
We was movin kid, the Justin Beiber
Us and homeless no different we both feed 'em
Playing John smoking all my nigga weed up
Relaxin my feet up, Waiting for the Re-Up

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

4.
How I sell 10 million and stay hood, somebody at me
If I go to jail you nigga aint gone a dolla at me
Like my nigga frog, threw his at me
Like when I was in the bay and 40 popped his at me
That's why when I through, She look like Halle 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 Fuckin ,
Just a Couch,
So shut Yo Mouth,
I zip it up, Say Fuck Rap
Fuck Interscope, my contract and rip it up
Bad Boy
Like BIG and
The Giant can't sleep cuz niggas tryina dig him up
And while you Mother Fuckers on Toronto
I'm in the hood Pancho
Stacking Rondo

Hustlin rings
Metaphor street king
(Hustling)And while you Mother Fuckers waitin on
I'm in the with Pancho
Rajon Rondo

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

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