Luyện nghe bài hát Forced to Do Dirt

Yeah, ah, Ice-T in that ass, return of the real
Muthafuckas fakin' and frontin' they don't know what time it is
Niggas on the streets really got a muthafuckin' choice

So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is to do dirt
So is forced to do dirt
So niggas is forced to do

I only run with niggas who wear gold and jewels
rings, strapped with tools
I take no shorts, 'cause I been in it for the one, the strong one
Gotta tell the truth, yo, half my is on the run

Street giant to the laws
That the white man made, nigga, why we play, nigga
AKA the hustler from the Westside
Too fly, too much finesse for the hoo ride

I rather take a mark off
'Cause the of a hustler is to stick and move
And make you say, "Damn, what's his
Got to a nigga props, 'cause the kid got game"

Mad game, fool, I base my hustle not on
But think, you say liquor store', I say, "Brinks"
my mind's on the massive roll of the dice
The magnitude of my game's insane,

So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is to do dirt
So is forced to do dirt
So niggas is forced to do

So now you're mad, I got money and you don't
The win, the busters won't
What can I say, you can't out and play
With the real ones, dig you'll get broke with the quickness

I don't gamble, I cheat it's on
Two g's on the table, two in my
And if I spill up, I pull the 25 strap
Then the place gets flat and then I'm out the

my niggas and them 4's on thangs
And if I really floss, I flex my Bentley wings
Damn, over head, got a problem
Keepin' lyrics down to earth so niggas can solve 'em

But the game's extreme so quit your beams
And increase the light, now can you see me, you
If you ever been to jail or shot, rocks
I'm talkin' 'bout weight like movin' ki's and pounds

But every in the hood ain't fly
Light-skinned or dark, they're percent marks
vics and they got money to give
Then without 'em tell, me how the hell a lives

So is forced to do dirt
So is forced to do dirt
So is forced to do dirt
So niggas is forced to do

I got no for a lame
I use my strategy from to rap, no shame
And now of cooking some ki's
I'm flippin' million dollar [Incomprehensible] call 'em wack

But got it twisted, they missed it
Wastin' they when yo, they mentally gifted
The ain't the only fuckin' hustle in town
You gotta get in you fit in, gotta stay way down

But a buster is a for life
He excuses why his ass ain't pay that shit's played
Cash rules around me, kid
I hit a 50'000 and never did no bid

'Cause I'm bent on a come-up and my stays tight
How many fake gangsta will I hear tonight?
It don't matter, 'cause the real care
You know I'ma gonna get mine, so I'ma let 'em get

But I know in the heart what's
So if you very closely, maybe you will too
My mind's off Armani suits
Pavet medallions, boots

Cristal and steak, shrimp big as hand
I bought a silk robe and it's Siam
This jam's for the and thugs
Pimps and hoes, the of drugs

and thieves, cons and crooks
Bookers and sharks, muthafuck the marks,

So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is forced to do