Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

G Mix
I do it
(Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
(G mix)
This the

old shit, just a different day
Out here get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a (house)
need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess what do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed don't get fed on this boulevard

Okay, I'm booked out August
money deposits
See the then I cop it
Got but a house in my pocket
I'm on south beach the top off
Bad bitch and her ass
Something outta that
She introduced to lock jaw
And I think her was Lisa
Or it was Sheila
My Chevy too high
I call Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about Franklins
Ain't Aretha
Bitch my league too
I'm hip hop Jeter
And I'm feeling my pockets
Big bass and its
Yeah be that remix
But still ride with that rocket
Nigga walking to my household
"We The best" be logo
Hundred grand for neck glow
All about the
flow so retarded
We be getting
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy 'cause its the

old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), and every way (way)
Momma need a (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
Guess I'ma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on this

Twenty on my Beemer
You know when I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I up
Hundred in that K-O-D
of Diamonds that's me nigga
No you bitches can't hit my
Choppers only free niggas
to me and I teach you
Somebody text his
Straight in my pika
Ace knocking my
Last I counted one mill
morning, one fifty
Pussy niggas can't me out,
make me hurt ya feelings, ah
V bugiddy jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded with princess and
Same old brick, but's it's yay
Yeah that's paint, on my seven Tre

Same old shit, just a day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess we gonna do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on boulevard

OK, now, black card in my
Riding round in 'Gatti
Pistol off my
I ain't got to be boxing
Got a red she look tropic
If she fuck me right she shopping
Young we poppin'
I eat these rappers, Anthony
See that V-neck, that's
Grilled up like
Chuck Taylors with no
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga live in Sundays, King of Monday
Swagger just dumb, call it Kelly
Got a big house with a yard, fish tank with sharks in it
nigga I'm authentic
I'll the bitches 'til she short winded
Got a bad who be bar tending
Couple that gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit that with that Wayne train
Free my T.I
SooWoo to the
Got a G six and a G
You pussy you feline
Don't stop the party, we be gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm with Mack, Fucus and

Cause its the same old shit, just a day
Out here tryna get it, and every way
Momma need a house, baby need shoes
They want that Carter Four, bitch, it's coming

Same old shit, just a day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby some shoes (shoes)
are getting hard (hard)
Guess I'ma gonna do (do)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on boulevard