Luyện nghe bài hát Hustla

Got a cheese on the hunnid spoke
Pork rinds and a 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 flyin', the golden smilin'
Wip it an then they sign
Man, fuck, how denyin' my damn
ain't no find if we get stuck I'm doin' time

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

Pumpkin' pie, a cop
I'll be damned, took my crop
Shook 'em wit that foot an hit
a 105 miles per hour

In the country wit the pudin', good an
40 acre, mule an donkey, hell with that, just get the
Got to be that early bird to grind an get what I

Quick to an an can't mesquite it
Lord, I need it 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 havin' the
Tendency of a 50 hit, when about gettin' payed
Came along with a thief hidin' under the shade
An momma quit buggin' me about my heathenish ways

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

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

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

Ain't no tenth, thirty-five percent, dent in my hub
Sticks in my dove sacks, till I cuts that
Look, my husband got to eat some mo
Dough is what Im reachin' fo, money low, some mo
Hustlin' these alone

Now everyday I work, 75, A&R tellin' me
'Fore I die, drive big bodies wit' bubbla die
Now peep the side, ova them hills
Rich that own them mills
Tha sto is open for sale
junkies gone smoke it to death

Money, hos, clothes, automobiles, grills
No scrill, no deal, weel, big grill
Wood sturnweel, weigh it up, be still
Lay it on the fish

I'm assed out in the back of the Pontiac
Got a cup full of Coniac, wuarter out of hunny
Tell me, get my back, still broke
Feel like I ain't got shit to live fo, so much to fo

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

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

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

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

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

I pause and refine a mighty floss, et
For life in a of it, lyin' an shinin' a beddy ro
I gotta be worse than a fa mine
If I crush it then I'mma bust the 9

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

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