Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin'

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

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

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

2.
I had 2 niggas didn't fuck with 'em
They was like, that's our 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, one the pump be in
I'm bout to do niggas worse then Columbians
And I hopping out the car like Trey did
I'm turnin off the lights and pullin up "Say Kid"

Hustlin Championship
Metaphor street king
Hustlin top chain swing
Hustlin,

3.
It was a Day in 1996
Fav bar Doubt Over
Before that day, we aint know about hova
He was Cristall, and 4.6 Rovers
But all we were 5.0's and Toyota's
So, We took Y'alls swag y'all our rags
The way I see it, a fair exchange why you Mad
Son, Jay was one of my teachers
Bumpin Roc-A-Fella but, couldn't get a
Was like, Being underage and get a beeper
Missing sales cuz the onions stuck in my sneaker
to Streetsweeper,
Dodgin the Reaper,
Hit My block 8 o'clock I'll make you a believer
We was movin white kid, the Justin
Us and shelters 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 never hold me
You can never hold me down (you can't me)
You can never me down (you can't hold me)
C, C, hold me (x2)

4.
How I 10 million 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
Like when I was in the bay and 40 his colla at me
That's why when I come through, She look Halle Berry
I'm in Game by myself, Solitaire
Every now and then, you my see me a couple friends
Same ones was right 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, Take my and rip it up
Bad Boy
Like BIG and
The Giant can't sleep cuz steady tryina dig him up
And while you Mother Fuckers on Toronto
I'm in the hood Pancho
Rajon Rondo

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

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

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