Luyện nghe bài hát Hell 4 A Hustler

Get on yo' nigga
Get on yo' knees and

Huh, the doses, bustin' whoever closest
Thug livin', Hell or prison, never losin' my
I'm makin' money moves
In a discussion my past tell a story
Picture we rushin' and still bustin'
Till the cops runnin', duck in abandoned buildings
Ditchin' my gun, homeboy the villain
I live the of drug dealers, but now legit list
So I laugh till I cry, the law come get me
No momma drama, nigga miss me, why plant seeds
In a bitch, waitin' to trick me, not the life for me
Livin' carefree, till I'm buried and if they me

I'm bustin' on niggaz until they scurry, I'm
A man of means in my artillery
Watchin' over me every murder scene
adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was gonna die
Sellin' to all the fiends, at times I wanna cry
And still, we try to the past, in vain
Never if this game'll last, feelin' ashamed
Of cocaine, the product of the Devil, am I my soul?
Got tired of small time livin', tellin' me no
I got mine, fuck them other that's the mentality
Jealous-ass bustaz, it Hell for us

Lord, me change my ways
a little mercy on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, it Hell 4 a hustler
Lord, help me my ways
Show a little mercy on day
It ain't me, I was raised way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it 4 a hustler

Now in these last days and times I takes mines so
Gotta get that quickly and escape the sickness
If I fail, I suffer, bein' broke is hell 4 a hustler
So I stay strugglin' and jugglin' with all the might I can
Since a youngster, money hungry, moved in
five's and ten's was funny money
So I my sights bigger, four figures or mo'
Real fo' sho', out in the cold for dough
What you thought? All for lost in plenty battles
Last two shed plenty tears and I'll send plenty at you
Let me you slippin' you soft niggaz is outta here
In case you forgot we on the same shit got us here

Yo, to step I take, every foul I make
Every I break, every mill' I ate
Head to head, whoever hardest
On the block duckin' charges, nigga fuck the
He got a job, all my bottles got a pinch of
Listen tho' I'm missin' dough I gotta mo'
naw, dead blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell words
For all my young in jail in Jerz
made it hell 4 a hustler, I bails high as fuck son
Dyin' luck none supply us with much
I buck one, to let you know that I can touch ya
Slangin' cracks or raps, still 4 a hustler

Lord, help me my ways
Show a mercy on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a
Lord, help me change my
Show a little mercy on day
It ain't me, I was this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, it Hell 4 a hustler

No insanity plea for me, I the beef till I burn
Sensimilla bar your kids the lessons I learned
And in turn I'm hostile you could call me anti-social
Niggaz shakin' like they the holy ghost when I approach 'em
Try to politic, I smoke 'em, like Sun Zu
Niggaz do unto these snitches, before it's to you
And if the cops come arrest me in the
Best they comin' for my dogs in the mornin'

And if I die by a slug, the death of a true
Tell me my niggaz mourn me? Gettin' blowed out
High, watch me the bird, before he testify
Strikes, walkin' to my third, I live a trouble life
And if you dream be a part of my
From Beach to Queens, drug dealers to ex-fiends
Keep yo' eyes on the prize, nigga for bustaz
Either Heaven or jail, it's Hell 4 a hustler

Lord, help me my ways
Show a little mercy on day
It me, I was raised this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, it Hell 4 a hustler
Lord, me change my ways
a little mercy on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was this way
I never let 'em me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler

This is how we not knowin' if we'll live or die
Catch me rollin' with my motherfuckin' guns on the
In case of drama, I'm the first to wild till they all die
is how we ride not knowin' if we'll live or die
Catch me rollin' with my guns on the side
In case of drama, I'm the first to break wild they all die, outlaw
Yes, change my yes, the Black Jesuz guide us through this
Weary weary weary weary only God can us
Nuttin' but boss Outlawz and thugs