[00:00.00] 作词 : Calhoun, Jackson, Nugent ...
[00:07.65]Aah, yirYeah, man
[00:07.95]Wooh, yoThis rules everything man
[00:11.04]What don't hurt ya
[00:12.18]Will only make you stronger
[00:14.49]In this game you gotta have heart
[00:17.19]This hustle will brake you down
[00:19.26]Pull you apart
[00:20.43]Homie, the same thing make you laugh, make you cry
[00:23.10]And in the fast lane the strong survive and the weak die
[00:25.65]That's the way the ball bounce and
[00:27.06]I often wonder why
[00:28.17]But I needs it all and not just a piece o' the pie
[00:30.72]I used to hope and wish for everything
[00:32.64]I couldn't buy
[00:33.48]I was a young ghetto-boy that grew up in the eye
[00:35.85]So I bowed to be a hustler and reach for the sky
[00:38.52]And not only am
[00:39.30]I ballin', right now is mo' ta'
[00:41.46]It's like a jungle sometime, you gotta hustle sometime
[00:44.13]You gotta use your mind, mouth and your muscle sometime
[00:46.68]You gotta grind, stop looking for a savior
[00:49.05]Use what the ****
[00:50.22]I gave ya, flavour,
[00:51.72]I'm in the gutter-lane
[00:53.16]With the gutter-mouth tryin' to get out the gutter for my life sputter-out
[00:56.97]If I was right and called my mamma a *****
[00:59.01]It wouldn't have took me this to to get this rich,
[01:02.64]I knowWhat don't hurt ya
[01:03.75]Will only make you stronger
[01:06.09]In this game you gotta have heart
[01:08.79]This hustle will brake you down
[01:10.89]Pull you apart
[01:12.99]What don't hurt ya
[01:14.04]Will only make you stronger
[01:16.44]In this game you gotta have heart
[01:19.11]This hustle will brake you down
[01:21.24]Pull you apart
[01:22.98]I was raised, the young mother****er was scwabbl
[01:24.96]In the city o' locs, no hope or rolemodels
[01:27.63]The black sheep o' the family destined to fail
[01:30.12]Predicted to spend my whole life in a jail-cell
[01:32.97]****ed up and not believin' the hyp
[01:34.80]I know I would be more than a fella
[01:36.42]I zoomed up and see the light
[01:38.01]Bitch, got my mind right, bitch, got my grind tigh
[01:40.29]Now a bitch is gettin' paid to skip skip through the lime-ligh
[01:43.20]See, we all got problems but some need addressin'
[01:45.57]And so at night
[01:46.23]I hit my knees and thank him for my blessings
[01:48.33]And ask him for forgiveness to minimize my stress
[01:50.79]Bitch, continue to know how to dodge this shi
[01:52.62]Smith and
[01:53.01]WessonAnd with his help
[01:54.54]I will perform in my best
[01:55.98]And it's still hard with all this temptation and testin'
[01:58.56]And if I'm wrong,
[01:59.67]I just accept it as a lesson
[02:01.14]As I conquer all my enemies and mashing with agression,
[02:03.75]LordWhat don't hurt ya
[02:05.70]Will only make you stronger
[02:08.04]In this game you gotta have heart
[02:10.74]This hustle will brake you down
[02:12.84]Pull you apart
[02:14.91]What don't hurt ya
[02:15.99]Will only make you stronger
[02:18.39]In this game you gotta have heart
[02:21.00]This hustle will brake you down
[02:23.13]Pull you apart
[02:24.42]Ain't never been shoot like 50
[02:25.83]Cent or 2
[02:26.40]Pac 'cuz 2 shots is too many
[02:28.08]Too hot to go in me,
[02:29.58]I'd rather sip
[02:30.33]Remmy in the back of this
[02:31.56]BentleyAnd only **** with niggas and you bitches that's friendl
[02:34.53]Don't forget what's up in me, **** with my penn
[02:37.35]I pull out the semme, put hoe's up in
[02:39.30]TimmyJust **** it, it's
[02:40.56]Babylon and niggas might have a bom
[02:42.60]Just like the
[02:43.08]Taliban but
[02:44.13]I on never plan
[02:45.51]I sit alone,
[02:46.23]I my fo' corner room loaded ammo'
[02:48.21]Cuz in these streets like there's a gamble
[02:50.25]And Run DM
[02:51.00]C, times is getting harder
[02:52.62]So I'm taking of my golf hat and kneelin' to the altar
[02:55.56]Old niggas say to young killers awaked yo
[02:57.99]But when you got it only few homies stay true
[03:00.51]This game's like
[03:01.32]Russian Roulette, we hustle to death
[03:03.15]Mash for weather, make the devil marker for chedder
[03:05.73]What don't hurt ya
[03:07.62]Will only make you stronger
[03:09.96]In this game you gotta have heart
[03:12.66]This hustle will brake you down
[03:14.79]Pull you apart
[03:16.86]What don't hurt ya
[03:18.03]Will only make you stronger
[03:20.31]In this game you gotta have heart
[03:22.98]This hustle will brake you down
[03:25.11]Pull you apart
[03:28.71]Yo, won't you just stopping ****ing with us
[03:30.24]You know what
[03:30.57]I'm saying, you take what you got
[03:33.09]I take what
[03:33.63]I got, just stop ****ing with u
[03:37.05]You mother****ers got everything and you're still complainin
[03:39.66]You mother****ers got everything and you still ain't happ
[03:45.48]It's your world, mother****er and you ain't never gonna get it righ
[03:49.80]Bitch

作词 : Calhoun, Jackson, Nugent ...
Aah, yirYeah, man
Wooh, yoThis rules everything man
What don't hurt ya
Will only make you stronger
In this game you gotta have heart
This hustle will brake you down
Pull you apart
Homie, the same thing make you laugh, make you cry
And in the fast lane the strong survive and the weak die
That's the way the ball bounce and
I often wonder why
But I needs it all and not just a piece o' the pie
I used to hope and wish for everything
I couldn't buy
I was a young ghetto-boy that grew up in the eye
So I bowed to be a hustler and reach for the sky
And not only am
I ballin', right now is mo' ta'
It's like a jungle sometime, you gotta hustle sometime
You gotta use your mind, mouth and your muscle sometime
You gotta grind, stop looking for a savior
Use what the ****
I gave ya, flavour,
I'm in the gutter-lane
With the gutter-mouth tryin' to get out the gutter for my life sputter-out
If I was right and called my mamma a *****
It wouldn't have took me this to to get this rich,
I knowWhat don't hurt ya
Will only make you stronger
In this game you gotta have heart
This hustle will brake you down
Pull you apart
What don't hurt ya
Will only make you stronger
In this game you gotta have heart
This hustle will brake you down
Pull you apart
I was raised, the young mother****er was scwabbl
In the city o' locs, no hope or rolemodels
The black sheep o' the family destined to fail
Predicted to spend my whole life in a jail-cell
****ed up and not believin' the hyp
I know I would be more than a fella
I zoomed up and see the light
Bitch, got my mind right, bitch, got my grind tigh
Now a bitch is gettin' paid to skip skip through the lime-ligh
See, we all got problems but some need addressin'
And so at night
I hit my knees and thank him for my blessings
And ask him for forgiveness to minimize my stress
Bitch, continue to know how to dodge this shi
Smith and
WessonAnd with his help
I will perform in my best
And it's still hard with all this temptation and testin'
And if I'm wrong,
I just accept it as a lesson
As I conquer all my enemies and mashing with agression,
LordWhat don't hurt ya
Will only make you stronger
In this game you gotta have heart
This hustle will brake you down
Pull you apart
What don't hurt ya
Will only make you stronger
In this game you gotta have heart
This hustle will brake you down
Pull you apart
Ain't never been shoot like 50
Cent or 2
Pac 'cuz 2 shots is too many
Too hot to go in me,
I'd rather sip
Remmy in the back of this
BentleyAnd only **** with niggas and you bitches that's friendl
Don't forget what's up in me, **** with my penn
I pull out the semme, put hoe's up in
TimmyJust **** it, it's
Babylon and niggas might have a bom
Just like the
Taliban but
I on never plan
I sit alone,
I my fo' corner room loaded ammo'
Cuz in these streets like there's a gamble
And Run DM
C, times is getting harder
So I'm taking of my golf hat and kneelin' to the altar
Old niggas say to young killers awaked yo
But when you got it only few homies stay true
This game's like
Russian Roulette, we hustle to death
Mash for weather, make the devil marker for chedder
What don't hurt ya
Will only make you stronger
In this game you gotta have heart
This hustle will brake you down
Pull you apart
What don't hurt ya
Will only make you stronger
In this game you gotta have heart
This hustle will brake you down
Pull you apart
Yo, won't you just stopping ****ing with us
You know what
I'm saying, you take what you got
I take what
I got, just stop ****ing with u
You mother****ers got everything and you're still complainin
You mother****ers got everything and you still ain't happ
It's your world, mother****er and you ain't never gonna get it righ
Bitch