Luyện nghe bài hát Hustla

Got a cheese on the hunnid spoke
Pork and a soda pop, I told a cop I'd beat it, lost
At 3 a.m., told up stop, we got it real real, to the top

A G like 30 feet away from the county
The weed flyin', the smilin'
Wip it nice an then they
Man, fuck, how my damn luck
This ain't no if we get stuck I'm doin' time

get messy with the Prezzy
A pound ain't worth the rizzy
Drunk as hell, hurl the fifth
an forth we swerve and dip

Pumpkin' pie, a cop
I'll be damned, they took my
Shook 'em wit that lead an hit
About a 105 miles per

In the country wit the pudin', an chunky
40 acre, mule an donkey, with that, just get the money
Got to be that early bird to grind an get I deserve

to burn an an can't mesquite it
Lord, I it fore the third
anybody? Hell naw, got to be for sure
Standin' on the curb, days begin to bend an blurred

Homegrown bacon, yeah, I'm the wage
Tendency of a 50 hit, when it's about payed
along with a ragin' thief hidin' under the shade
An momma won't quit buggin' me about my heathenish

Now I've wasted tears then my mouth cold beer
Gotta be a Man on these rolls, overcomin' my
Body too quick to gaze, they head on bob
Get dee, life is foul but the dirt is hard,

If you the cards you dealt
Then you struggle, got to put in
And I got to be the bird
To grind and get what I

If you play the you dealt
you struggle, got to put in work
And I got to be the early
To and get what I deserve

Ain't no tenth, percent, dent in my hub caps
in my dove sacks, fifth till I cuts that
Look, my baby got to eat some mo
Dough is Im reachin' fo, money low, need some mo
Hustlin' these streets

Now everyday I work, 75, A&R tellin' me
'Fore I die, wanna big bodies wit' bubbla die
Now peep the otha side, ova them
Rich dude own them mills
Tha candy sto is open for
These junkies gone it to death

Money, hos, clothes, automobiles, grills
No scrill, no deal, fifth weel, big
grain sturnweel, weigh it up, be still
Lay it on the scales

I'm out in the back seat of the Pontiac
Got a cup full of Coniac, out of hunny sacks
Tell me, get my money back, broke
Feel like I ain't got shit to live fo, so to kill fo

C'mon, this niggas transition, ain't no use in 'round wishin'
But my hands ichin', need a new transmition
Get my grind on, hustle bustle
To make my in any time zone

Bundle that bubble, let's make it
We buy peices, ounces, keys, weed, Xs, Zs, nigga,
Anything you ask fo', we got you need
To these college we applyin' to streets, 'cause I'm a hustla

If you play the cards you
Then you struggle, got to put in
And I got to be the early
To grind and get I deserve

If you play the you dealt
Then you struggle, got to put in
And I got to be the early
To grind and get what I

Hustla carry meanings
Whether you a in them books
Whether you usin' your mind or a 9
alcohol or runnin' the ball, you must get it in
You was a hustla an you a die a hustla
Prophit, hit 'em it

I and refine a mighty floss, et cetera
For life in a balance of it, lyin' an a beddy ro
I be worse than a hust fa mine
If I don't it then I'mma bust the 9

I tell ya dog, get on the blocks in over-alls, it's over
Wit' all dem boys stay hot, if we blow out finna go a billion time
Ya know me dog, neva be a dog
My state of mind's on the grind a eighths of raw

Don't go trickin' 'em all, I'mma have you for all my niggas
Live for the so we can hustle 'em all
What? What?