Luyện nghe bài hát 1-900-hustler

{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, at your boy
What's the shorty?
Yeah man
I'm the only nigga Brooklyn out here man
I'm tryin' to the spot down, holla at me
Alright, hold on, Hova, one}

Here's a of suggestions of how you could finesse it
You find a in town, you send him a short message
Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I know my way around
But I got some soft white that's sure to back brown
I get butter all night
'Cause most don't know a brick from a bike
keep buyin' hard white
And if you tomorrow night we can meet and discuss price
FYI, I been robbed in my life"

Or you a chick, shit, you hole up in her crib and
Let her introduce you 'round town her man
Shake hands, make friends like all innocent
Then before they look up you sellin' the cook-up
Or gorilla pimp, up on that killer shit
Take a nigga brick, smack him, then you sell it to them
Still Brooklyn?

Yeah yeah that's gangsta, I think I'ma roll that one
Make out a for eight hundred dollars
Jigga Man,

{1-900 Hustler, Sigel, holla at boy
Whassup Sig? This Chris out the Guns dog

I'm ready to smash these niggaz in the rap
The takin' too long with that advance money and shit

Talkin' chill, chill don't pay the bills
Yeah I feel
I you well connected dog
Let me at somebody real
look, I got the perfect person for you, hold on
Bleek, line

Listen shorty, you wanna roll just me the word
I ain't got for a sentence all that shit is absurd
You find a strip first, if you cook find a bitch first
If you don't hustle find a who pitch first
You new in town, no red and blue in town, gangs
Don't get fresh, let 'em know you change
The strong move quiet, the weak riots
We know you got a brick but sell 'em twenties 'til they

With no credit, you know you with that gotta eat fetish
And other who gettin' it dead it
Make 'em an offer that can't refuse
He resists, box him in, 'til he can't be
Here's the rules, chop it, bag it, it, stack it
Get in, get out - a O.G.'s classic
900-Hustler, you pass it
speak to me direct, hit extension trey-pound, I'm out

{1-900 Hustler, Sigel, holla at dog
What to be the problem young boy?
Yo whattup, this def kill homicide nigga
I got two
Yo watch fuckin' mouth man
you mean watch my mouth nigga?
Been on hold for two hours nigga
I don't give a fuck how long you on the line
Shut the fuck up! of fact, hold on
I this nigga ain't just put, put me on hold man
This bullshit, ass music
Free, pick up line

First things first, what you say out your mouth
you talkin' on the phone to hustlers
Never play the house, think drought, keep heat in the
When you sittin' in the presence of
Never out, pull out, throw heat and be out
If a nigga ever think he touchin' ya
Lay low, get cake, whip all over the
Stash dough, yay with, right amount of bake
(Hoe!)

Nigga too close went right around his
(Yo!)
You stoppin' when we clutchin' the gats?
I know you heard "Friend or Foe," this ain't from that
Make sure you got your four-four and he can if he like
Young, Jon Benet doin' a tonight and yo
Until you up stay away from them dice and
Three smuts, two and a Dyke
Can pause one-three rumbles two and a pipe for sure

And if it's tight, then he might back for more
and four, everyday back and forth
Winter to summer,
Pass the number 'til you're stackin'
Tell you how to shit wet and package more
I take or write the check out to F-R
Two E's, be two G's
And forget my I'm comin' for all your ki's, nigga

{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, at your boy dog
Yo whattup young, you put me on earlier man what happened
Yeah you motherfucker
MDKHN, Watch mouth man
You talkin' all on the phone
you think this the,
Get indicted hotline or somethin'
Yo, my bad man, my bad
I know I was reckless earlier about them two chickens
You get it, you know, two chickens? But

Just tell me how to this shit man
I'm hardly half a wing back nigga, holla
Get a job, at Purdue!}