Luyện nghe bài hát Hustla

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

A G like 30 feet from the county line
The weed flyin', the smilin'
Wip it an then they sign
Man, fuck, how denyin' my luck
This no find if we get stuck I'm doin' time

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

pie, bust a cop
I'll be damned, took my crop
'em wit that lead foot an hit
About a 105 miles per

In the wit the pudin', good an chunky
40 acre, an donkey, hell with that, just get the money
Got to be that bird to grind an get what I deserve

Quick to burn an an mesquite it
Lord, I need it the third
anybody? Hell naw, got to be for sure
Standin' on the standard curb, begin to bend an blurred

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

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

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

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

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

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

Money, hos, clothes, automobiles, gold
No scrill, no deal, weel, big grill
grain 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, out of hunny sacks
me, get my money back, still broke
Feel I ain't got shit to live fo, so much to kill fo

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

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

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

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

Hustla carry many
Whether you a crook in books
Whether you usin' mind or usin' 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 a mighty floss, et cetera
For in a balance of it, lyin' an shinin' a beddy ro
I gotta be worse than a fa mine
If I don't crush it 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 time
Ya know me dog, be a oldie dog
My state of mind's on the grind like a of raw

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