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 tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess I'ma 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
Show deposits
See the then I cop it
Got but a house in my pocket
I'm on south beach the top off
Bad and her ass soft
Something outta that
She to that lock jaw
And I her name was Lisa
Or maybe it was
My Chevy sittin' too
I call that Wiz
And I'm all about Franklins
Ain't talkin'
my league too major
I'm hip hop Derek
And I'm still feeling my
Big bass and its
this be that remix
But still ride around with that
walking back to my household
"We The best" be logo
Hundred grand for neck glow
All about the
Nigga flow so
We be gnarly
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy 'cause its the

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

fours on my Beemer
You never when I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I up
Hundred in that K-O-D
King of Diamonds me nigga
No you bitches can't hit my
only thing free niggas
Step to me and I you
Somebody text his
Straight drop in my
Ace knocking my
night I counted one mill
This morning, one
Pussy niggas can't me out,
Don't me hurt ya feelings, ah
V twelve jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded with princess and
Same old brick, it's different yay
Yeah candy paint, on my seven Tre

old shit, just a different day
Out tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a (house)
need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess what we 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 in that 'Gatti
Pistol off my
I ain't got time to be
Got a red she look tropic
If she fuck me right then she
Young money we
I eat these rappers, Anthony
See that V-neck, that's
Grilled up like
Taylors with no socks
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga live in Sundays, King of Monday
Swagger just dumb, call it Bundy
Got a big house with a yard, fish tank with sharks in it
nigga I'm authentic
I'll fuck the bitches 'til she winded
Got a bad bitch who be bar
Couple homies gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with Wayne train
my nigga T.I
SooWoo to the
Got a G six and a G
You pussy niggas you
Don't stop the party, we be gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm with Mack, and Marley

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

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