Luyện nghe bài hát 1-900-hustler

{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, at your boy
What's the problem
whattup man
I'm the nigga from Brooklyn out here man
I'm tryin' to lock the down, holla at me
Alright, on, Hova, line one}

Here's a couple of suggestions of how you could it
You find a dude in town, you send him a message
Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I know my way around
But I got some white that's sure to come back brown
I get that all night
'Cause most don't know a brick from a bike
They keep buyin' white
And if you free night we can meet and discuss price
FYI, I never been in my life"

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

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

Hustler, Sigel, holla at your boy
Whassup Sig? This out the Young Guns dog

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

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

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

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

{1-900 Hustler, Sigel, holla at dog
seem to be the problem young boy?
Yo whattup, this murder def kill homicide
I got two
Yo your fuckin' mouth man
Fuck you watch my mouth nigga?
Been on hold for two hours nigga
I give a fuck how long you been on the line
the fuck up! Matter of fact, hold on
I know nigga ain't just put, put me on hold man
bullshit, ass elevator music
Free, up line five}

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

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

And if it's tight, then he might back for more
Nine and four, everyday and forth
to summer, 1-900-Hustler
Pass the number 'til you're stackin'
Tell you how to weigh wet and package more
I take or write the check out to F-R
Two E's, be two G's
And forget my money I'm comin' for all ki's, nigga

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

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