Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

Uhh, dry as the fuck, and I'm (?) one with yo-yo
Seven houses down, black street, dark (?) don't matter tho'
I don't who to trust, what to look fo'
How many wanna kill me?
I'm a, hard time tryin to determine
If that's the homey, or the
Ol' shady-ass, no build for
Just lookin he plottin on somethin-ass nigga
But I wanted to mack like he fin' to do
And I'll get to be dumpin on yo' ass
One of the rules, of the game, without a doubt
Nigga don't you 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 then I it
Leave that ol' shit up to me and watch me it
Nigga, you betta be real about shit
If you in it you in it be no punk
Nigga this ain't no game, niggas don't FORFEIT NO DAMN FUNK

Two brothers goin sack for
In the of the 'llac, takin a whiffle
the fuck up out of some willow
Poppin ecstasy like
get you in the long run, sniffin them long ones
Way girl ya dick and now it got ya on one
Came up shorted, nigga quote it
What goes around comes around tryin to steal (?) Brady hostess
Keep your focus, and never the love of the hocus
Set up hoes lovin to get jackers to come and us
soldier, T-Pup-alicious, cops get vicious
No mercy on haters or no
Got in my waitin for a nigga to take some chances
So we can deal with hardco' Sic-Wid-It-ass circumstances

Chorus: various singers

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

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

I the world is full of crack babies
I remember when the world crazy
Til I copped a sack, and put it down that
And rolled out it didn't even fade me

Nigga - suga delight enough to get my hustle right
It's double like, a flip new Benzo the bubble lights
fights with rats and roaches, I was the brokest
Motherfucker, now I'm the closest 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
Easy does it, I does it do it off the
Come with the newest shit I come through
Bitch you hear the music?
(Don't you hear the music? Too for my shirt)
Too sexy for my so bad hurt
Niggas on the turf wanna put my ass up in the dirt, I skirt
A Lex-o and slurp a bottle full of X-O
Or maybe cause I'm 40-Water and a jug of ethel
You can't love it, don't the ghetto
Me and I'm heated like two jugs of

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

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

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

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