Luyện nghe bài hát Hustla

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

A G 30 feet away from the county line
The weed flyin', the smilin'
Wip it nice an they sign
Man, fuck, how denyin' my luck
This ain't no find if we get stuck I'm doin'

Don't get with the Prezzy
A quarter ain't worth the rizzy
Drunk as hell, then the fifth
Back an we swerve and dip

Pumpkin' pie, a cop
be damned, they took my crop
Shook 'em wit that lead an hit
About a 105 per hour

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

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

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

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

If you play the cards you
Then you struggle, got to put in
And I got to be the bird
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 and get what I deserve

no tenth, thirty-five percent, dent in my hub caps
Sticks in my dove sacks, till I cuts that
Look, my baby got to eat some mo
is what Im reachin' fo, money low, need some mo
Hustlin' these alone

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

Money, hos, clothes, automobiles, gold
No scrill, no deal, weel, big grill
Wood grain sturnweel, it up, be still
Lay it on the scales

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

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

Bundle that bubble, 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 to streets, 'cause I'm a hustla

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

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

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

I pause and refine a floss, et cetera
For life in a balance of it, lyin' an shinin' a ro
I gotta be worse than a fa mine
If I don't crush it then I'mma the 9

I tell ya dog, get on the blocks in over-alls, it's 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 of mind's on the grind like a eighths of raw

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