Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

G Mix
I do it
(Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
(G mix)
This the

Same old shit, a different day
Out tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
are getting hard (hard)
Guess what do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed don't get fed on this boulevard

Okay, I'm out until August
Show deposits
See the then I cop it
Got but a house note in my
I'm on south beach the top off
Bad and her ass soft
Something that catalog
She to that lock jaw
And I her name was Lisa
Or maybe it was
My sittin' too high
I call Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about Franklins
Ain't talkin'
Bitch my too major
I'm hip hop Jeter
And I'm still my pockets
Big and its knocking
Yeah this be remix
But still ride around with that
walking back to my household
"We The best" be logo
Hundred grand for neck glow
All about the
Nigga so retarded
We be gnarly
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy 'cause its the

Same old shit, a different day
Out tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
are getting hard (hard)
Guess what do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths get fed on this boulevard

fours on my Beemer
You never know when I up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot I ride up
deep in that K-O-D
King of Diamonds me nigga
No you can't hit my beat
Choppers only thing free
to me and I teach you
Somebody his picture
Straight in my pika
Ace my speakers
night I counted one mill
This morning, one
Pussy can't count me out,
Don't make me ya feelings, ah
V bugiddy jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded with and baguettes
Same old brick, it's different yay
Yeah that's paint, on my seven Tre

Same old shit, just a day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and way (way)
Momma need a (house)
Baby some shoes (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
what we gonna do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths get fed on this boulevard

OK, now, black in my pocket
Riding round in that
Pistol off my
I ain't got time to be
Got a red she look tropic
If she me right then she shopping
Young money we
I eat these rappers, Anthony
See that V-neck, that's
up like Ocho
Chuck Taylors with no
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga live in Sundays, King of Monday
just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house a back yard, fish tank with sharks in it
nigga I'm authentic
I'll fuck the 'til she short winded
Got a bad bitch who be bar
Couple homies gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit that with that Wayne train
my nigga T.I
SooWoo to the
Got a G six and a G
You pussy you feline
stop the party, we be getting gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm with Mack, and Marley

its the same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it, each and way
Momma a house, baby need some shoes
They want that Carter Four, bitch, coming soon

old shit, just a different day
Out tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma a house (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
are getting hard (hard)
Guess I'ma gonna do (do)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
mouths don't get fed on this boulevard