Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin'

on trying,
You can hold me down (you can't hold me)
You can never me down (you can't hold me)
You can never me down (you can't hold me)
C, C, Can't me

1.
This is boy music, American Dream
we let them choppers sing like that nigga Dream
No Auto-tune unless I'm tunning out the
through ya borough, (Red) Camaro
I had 'em like coach on Reggie Bush
With that 4-5 coat hanger, bang em and let me
I to get my ass wooped for listenin to spice 1
On the court, game point, away, nice one
court where the fiends get they white from
hustle till the come
crouch down low, with a pocket full of
shooting in my white 1's
roll another seven of the night on my 1's
I had a jumper, I was pumpin
Moms and pops was both gangsters any drama I slump 'em
How the fuck you I got the name Game
Same way them Lakers got all of fucking rings

Hustling Championship
Metaphor street king
(Hustling) My worked the grave yard Shift
She was it while I at home straight Hustlin

2.
I had 2 brothers niggas fuck with 'em
was like, that's our little brother don't fuck with him
They shot 'em so, I was like fuck it then
up the hommies im ready, nigga jump me in
Hopped in the G Ride, same one the be in
I'm to do these niggas worse then Columbians
And I hopping out the car like Trey did
I'm turnin off the and pullin up like "Say Kid"

Hustlin ring
Hustlin street king
Hustlin Drop top chain
Hustlin,

3.
It was a Day in 1996
Fav bar Reasonable Doubt
Before that day, we aint know about hova
He was talking Cristall, and 4.6
But all we knew 5.0's and Toyota's
So, We took Y'alls y'all took our rags
The way I see it, a fair exchange why you Mad
Son, Jay was one of my teachers
Bumpin Roc-A-Fella but, get a feature
Was like, Being underage and couldn't get a
Missing sales cuz the still stuck in my sneaker
to Streetsweeper,
Dodgin the Reaper,
Hit My block after 8 o'clock make you a believer
We was movin kid, the Justin Beiber
Us and homeless shelters no different we feed 'em
Playing John Madden smoking all my nigga up
Relaxin with my feet up, Waiting for the

on trying,
You can never me down
You can never hold me down (you can't me)
You can hold me down (you can't hold me)
C, C, hold me (x2)

4.
How I sell 10 million and stay hood, somebody at me
If I go to jail you nigga gone throw a dolla at me
my nigga frog, threw his impala at me
Like I was in the bay and 40 popped his colla at me
That's why when I come through, She look Halle Berry
I'm in this by myself, Solitaire
Every now and then, you my see me a couple friends
Same ones that was right there, I had a couple ends
No Benz,
No Fuckin ,
a fucking Couch,
So Yo Fuckin Mouth,
I zip it up, Say Fuck Rap
Fuck Interscope, Take my and rip it up
Bad Boy
Like BIG and
The can't sleep cuz niggas steady tryina dig him up
And while you Mother waitin on Toronto
I'm in the hood with
Stacking Rajon

Hustlin rings
Hustlin Metaphor street
(Hustling)And while you Mother waitin on Toronto
I'm in the hood Pancho
Stacking Rondo

on trying,
You can hold me down
You can never hold me (you can't hold me)
You can never hold me down (you can't me)
C, C, hold me

on trying,
You can never hold me
You can never me down (Naw, you can't hold me)
You can never me down (Uh-Uh, you can't hold me)
C, C, hold me