Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

Uhh, dry as the fuck, and I'm (?) one with yo-yo
Seven down, black street, dark (?) folk don't matter tho'
I know who to trust, what to look fo'
How many niggas wanna me?
I'm havin a, hard time to determine
If the homey, or the enemy
Ol' shady-ass, no build for
Just lookin like he plottin on somethin-ass
But I wanted to mack like he to do somethin
And I'll get to be dumpin on yo' ass
One of the main rules, of the game, without a
don't you ever pull a gun and don't use it
Nigga that's a good way to get brains blow out
like me get to flashin then I lose it
Leave that ol' shit up to me and watch me it
Nigga, you betta be real about this
If you in it you in it be no punk
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 up out of some willow
Poppin ecstasy 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 goes around comes tryin to steal this (?) Brady hostess
Keep your focus, and never the love of the hocus
Set up hoes lovin to get to come and smoke us
soldier, T-Pup-alicious, cops get vicious
No mercy on or no bitches
Got in my clitches waitin for a nigga to take chances
So we can deal with these Sic-Wid-It-ass circumstances

Chorus: various singers

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

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

I said the world is full of babies
I remember when the world went
Til I a sack, and put it down like that
And rolled out like it didn't fade me

Nigga - slang suga delight enough to get my right
double like, a flip new Benzo with the bubble lights
Scuffle with rats and roaches, I was the brokest
Motherfucker, now I'm the closest nigga to ferocious
Motherfucker, dust a nigga off like wax off, cracks off a
(Fo' sheezy) ain't easy and motherfucker only if you breezy
Easy it, I does it do it off the fluid
Come with the newest 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
on the turf wanna put my ass up in the dirt, cause I skirt
A Lex-o and a genie bottle full of X-O
Or maybe cause I'm with 40-Water and a jug of
You love 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
It's sure you all good when it comes to enemies and rivals
+Higher Learning+, but it's +True Lies+
When it comes to the
Speedy Gonzalez destroyes from the
Is it ridicule or Did we hurt yo' feelings, pardon
I'm makin niggas fall like cops on in Harlem+
(Beotch!) I'm on some moonshine
Bit the cork off the
I'm so let me chill 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 checks
Slide a bitch up under these niggas
And killin 'em off sex
no tellin what angle I'm comin with these circumstances
Penitentiary chances, nina ruff fluffin tap
On hood for breedin snitch bitch-made niggas
Don't fade triggers so they get sprayed niggas
I fuck with wig-splitters, neck-tie throat slitters
(??) take a time business to get paid
To get rid of you
police-ass niggas takin chances (takin chances)
Man you can't with these circumstances

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

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