Luyện nghe bài hát 1-900-hustler

{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at boy
What's the shorty?
whattup man
I'm the nigga from 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 dude in town, you him a short message
Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I know my way around
But I got some soft white sure to come back brown
I get that all night
'Cause most niggaz don't a brick from a bike
They keep buyin' white
And if you free tomorrow night we can meet and 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 it's all
Then before they look up you sellin' the cook-up
Or gorilla pimp, come up on that 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
out a check for eight hundred dollars
Jigga Man,

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

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

Talkin' chill, chill don't pay the bills
Yeah I feel
I know you connected dog
Let me at somebody real
Alight look, I got the perfect for you, hold on
Bleek, two}

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

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

{1-900 Hustler, Sigel, holla at dog
seem 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 how long you been on the line
the fuck up! Matter of fact, hold on
I know this nigga ain't just put, put me on man
bullshit, ass elevator music
Free, up line five}

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

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

And if it's tight, then he might come back for
and four, everyday back and forth
Winter to summer,
the number 'til you're stackin' balls
Tell you how to weigh shit wet and more
I cash 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 earlier man what
Yeah you stupid
MDKHN, Watch mouth man
You talkin' all on the phone
you think this the,
Get hotline or somethin' motherfucker?
Yo, my bad man, my bad
I know I was talkin' reckless earlier about two chickens
You get it, you know, two chickens? But

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