Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

Uhh, dry as the fuck, and I'm (?) one left yo-yo
Seven houses down, black street, dark (?) folk matter tho'
I know who to trust, what to look fo'
How niggas wanna kill me?
I'm havin a, time tryin to determine
If that's the homey, or the
Ol' shady-ass, no build for
Just like he plottin on somethin-ass nigga
But I wanted to mack like he to do somethin
And I'll get to be dumpin on yo' ass
One of the rules, of the game, without a doubt
Nigga you ever pull a gun and don't use it
Nigga that's a good way to get brains blow out
Motherfucker like me get to flashin I lose it
Leave ol' shit up to me and watch me prove it
Nigga, you betta be real about shit
If you in it you in it don't be no
Nigga this ain't no baseball game, don't FORFEIT NO DAMN FUNK

Two brothers sack for sack
In the back of the 'llac, a whiffle
Strippin the fuck up out of some
Poppin like Skittles
It'll get you in the run, sniffin them long ones
Way burst ya dick and now it got ya on one
up shorted, circumstances nigga quote it
What around comes around tryin to steal this (?) Brady hostess
Keep focus, and never the love of the hocus pocus
Set up hoes lovin to get to come and smoke us
Die-hard soldier, T-Pup-alicious, get vicious
No on haters or no bitches
Got in my clitches waitin for a nigga to some chances
So we can deal these hardco' Sic-Wid-It-ass circumstances

various singers together

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

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

I said the world is full of babies
I remember when the world went
Til I copped a sack, and put it down like
And rolled out like it even fade me

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

Damn, (??)cydal shit vital shit starts to happen
to be the nigga just for cappin
Strappin up no thang, it's survival
It's makin sure you all when it comes to enemies and rivals
It's +Higher Learning+, but it's +True
When it to the +Superfly+
Speedy Gonzalez from the Eastside
Is it ridicule or stardom? Did we hurt yo' feelings,
I'm makin niggas like cops on +Rage in Harlem+
(Beotch!) I'm on some shit
Bit the off the Cristal
I'm drunk so let me for a while

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

And all you O.G. motherfuckers better stop tryin to mark yungsta
Cause sooner or later, they gon' dump, like garbage dusters
Tryin to throw yo' weight
you gon', uhh, take over a spot
Nigga you know these youngsters nowadays
Be off that water and

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