Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin'

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

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

Hustling ring
Hustling Metaphor king
(Hustling) My moms worked the grave yard
She was bustin it while I at home Hustlin

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

Hustlin ring
Hustlin Metaphor street
Hustlin top chain swing
Hustlin,

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

on trying,
You can hold me down
You can never hold me (you can't hold me)
You can never hold me (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 aint gone a dolla at me
Like my 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 Game by myself, Solitaire
now and then, you my see me with a couple friends
Same ones that was right there, When I had a ends
No Benz,
No Fuckin ,
a fucking Couch,
So Yo Fuckin Mouth,
I zip it up, Say Fuck Rap
Fuck Interscope, my contract and rip it up
Bad Boy
Like BIG and
The Giant can't sleep cuz niggas tryina dig him up
And while you Mother Fuckers waitin on
I'm in the hood with
Rajon Rondo

Hustlin rings
Hustlin street king
(Hustling)And while you Fuckers waitin on Toronto
I'm in the hood with
Stacking Rondo

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

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