Luyện nghe bài hát Hell 4 A Hustler

Get on yo' knees
Get on yo' knees and

Huh, increase the doses, bustin' whoever
Thug livin', Hell or prison, never losin' my
I'm money moves mandatory
In a discussion my past records a story
Picture niggaz we rushin' and still
Till the cops come runnin', in abandoned buildings
Ditchin' my gun, homeboy the motherfuckin'
I live the lifestyles of dealers, but now legit list
So I laugh I cry, when the law come get me
No baby momma drama, nigga me, why plant seeds
In a dirty bitch, waitin' to me, not the life for me
Livin' carefree, I'm buried and if they dare me

I'm bustin' on until they scurry, I'm clearly
A man of means in my artillery
Watchin' over me through every murder
adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was gonna die
Sellin' dope to all the fiends, at times I cry
And still, we try to the past, in vain
Never knowin' if game'll last, feelin' ashamed
Of cocaine, the of the Devil, am I sellin' my soul?
Got tired of small time livin', tellin' me no
I got mine, fuck them other suckers that's the
Jealous-ass bustaz, make it for us

Lord, help me change my
a little mercy on Judgment day
It me, I was raised this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it 4 a hustler
Lord, me change my ways
Show a little mercy on day
It me, I was raised this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it 4 a hustler

Now in these last days and times I mines so serious
Gotta get that paper quickly and the sickness
If I fail, then I suffer, bein' broke is 4 a hustler
So I stay and jugglin' with all the might I can muster
Since a youngster, been hungry, moved in
five's and ten's was funny money
So I sets my sights bigger, four or mo'
nigga fo' sho', out in the cold for dough
What you thought? All for lost homies in plenty
Last two years plenty tears and I'll send plenty at you
Let me catch you slippin' you soft is outta here
In case you forgot we on the same shit that got us

Yo, to step I take, every foul I make
Every jail I break, every I ate
Head to head, whoever hardest
On the block duckin' charges, nigga fuck the
He got a job, all my got a pinch of coke
Listen tho' I'm missin' I gotta gather mo'
Hell naw, dead blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell
For all my young in jail in Jerz
They made it 4 a hustler, I bails high as fuck son
Dyin' none supply us with much guns
I buck one, just to let you know I can touch ya
cracks or raps, still hell 4 a hustler

Lord, help me my ways
Show a little mercy on day
It me, I was raised this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a
Lord, help me my ways
Show a little mercy on day
It ain't me, I was raised way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, it Hell 4 a hustler

No plea for me, I ride the beef till I burn
Sensimilla bar kids from the lessons I learned
And in turn I'm hostile guess you could me anti-social
Niggaz like they caught the holy ghost when I approach 'em
Try to politic, before I smoke 'em, Sun Zu
Niggaz do these snitches, before it's done to you
And if the cops arrest me in the evening
Best believe they for my dogs in the mornin'

And if I die by a slug, the death of a thug
me will my niggaz mourn me? Gettin' blowed out
High, watch me murder the bird, he testify
Strikes, walkin' close to my third, I a trouble life
And if you be a part of my team
From Long Beach to Queens, dealers to ex-fiends
Keep yo' on the prize, nigga watch for bustaz
Either Heaven or jail, it's still Hell 4 a

Lord, help me change my
Show a mercy on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it 4 a hustler
Lord, help me my ways
Show a mercy on Judgment day
It me, I was raised this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it 4 a hustler

This is how we ride not knowin' if live or die
me rollin' with my motherfuckin' guns on the side
In of drama, I'm the first to break wild till they all die
This is how we ride not if we'll live or die
me rollin' with my motherfuckin' guns on the side
In case of drama, I'm the first to break until they all die, outlaw
Yes, my ways yes, the Black Jesuz guide us through this
Weary weary weary weary God can save us
Nuttin' but boss players Outlawz and