Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

Uhh, dry as the fuck, and I'm (?) one with yo-yo
houses down, black street, dark (?) folk don't matter tho'
I don't know who to trust, to look fo'
How many niggas wanna me?
I'm havin a, time tryin to determine
If the homey, or the enemy
Ol' shady-ass, no for that
Just like he plottin on somethin-ass nigga
But I wanted to mack like he to do somethin
And get to be dumpin on yo' ass nigga
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 your brains out
like me get to flashin then I lose it
Leave that ol' up to me and watch me prove it
Nigga, you betta be real this 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 goin sack for sack
In the back of the 'llac, takin a
Strippin the up out of some willow
Poppin like Skittles
It'll get you in the long run, sniffin them long
Way girl ya dick and now it got ya on one
Came up shorted, circumstances quote it
What goes around around tryin to steal this (?) Brady hostess
Keep your focus, and the love of the hocus pocus
Set up hoes lovin to get jackers to and smoke us
Die-hard soldier, T-Pup-alicious, cops get
No on haters or no bitches
Got in my clitches waitin for a nigga to take some
So we can deal with these Sic-Wid-It-ass circumstances

Chorus: various singers

all these CHANCES
You never ever ever get them CIRCUMSTANCES
Penitentiary
You might ever ever get them CIRCUMSTANCES

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

I said the world is of crack babies
I when the world went crazy
Til I copped a sack, and put it like that
And out like it didn't even fade me

Nigga - slang suga delight enough to get my hustle
It's double like, a new Benzo with the bubble lights
Scuffle fights with and roaches, I was the brokest
Motherfucker, now I'm the closest nigga to ferocious
Motherfucker, dust a nigga off wax off, cracks off a hard
(Fo' sheezy) ain't easy and motherfucker only if you breezy
Easy it, I does it do it off the fluid
with the newest shit I come through with
Bitch you hear the music?
(Don't you hear the Too sexy for my shirt)
Too sexy for my shirt so bad
Niggas on the turf wanna put my ass up in the dirt, cause I
A Lex-o and a genie bottle full of X-O
Or maybe cause I'm with and a jug of ethel
You can't it, don't leave the ghetto
Me and I'm like two jugs of methyl

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

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[Celly
Aww yeah now niggas know
Well no sense in me fuckin around
My stompin be the H-I-double-L-S-I-D-E bound
To touch you with them and make them marks, bounce like checks
a faulty bitch up under these niggas
And killin 'em off sex
Ain't no what angle I'm comin with these circumstances
Penitentiary chances, nina fluffin 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 business to get
To get rid of you
Chatter police-ass niggas takin (takin chances)
Man you can't fuck these circumstances

And all you O.G. motherfuckers stop tryin to mark them yungsta
Cause sooner or later, they gon' dump, like some dusters
Tryin to yo' weight around
you gon', uhh, take over a spot
Nigga don't you know these nowadays
Be off that and hot?

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