Luyện nghe bài hát 1-900-hustler

{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, at your boy
What's the problem
whattup man
I'm the only from Brooklyn out here man
I'm tryin' to the spot 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 him a short message
Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I don't my way around
But I got some soft white that's sure to come back
I get that butter all
most niggaz don't know a brick from a bike
They keep hard white
And if you free tomorrow night we can 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 like it's all innocent
Then they look up you sellin' the town cook-up
Or gorilla pimp, come up on killer shit
Take a nigga brick, smack him, you sell it back to them
Still there

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

{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 with that advance money and shit

Talkin' 'bout chill, don't pay the bills
Yeah I that
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 me the word
I ain't got for a sentence all that shit is absurd
You find a strip first, if you don't cook find a first
If you hustle find a nigga who pitch first
You new in town, no red and blue in town, there's
Don't get fresh, let 'em know you small
The strong move quiet, the start riots
We you got a brick but sell 'em twenties 'til they tired

With no credit, you know you sick with that eat fetish
And other niggaz who gettin' it it
'em an offer that they can't refuse
He resists, box him in, 'til he be moved
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, at your dog
What to be the problem young boy?
Yo whattup, this def kill homicide nigga
I got two
Yo watch your fuckin' man
Fuck you mean my mouth nigga?
Been on hold for about two hours
I don't give a fuck how long you on the line
Shut the up! Matter of fact, hold on
I know this ain't just put, put me on hold man
This bullshit, ass music
Free, pick up five}

things first, watch what you say out your mouth
When you talkin' on the phone to
Never play the house, think drought, keep in the couch
When you in the presence of customers
Never hold out, pull out, heat and be out
If a nigga think that he touchin' ya
Lay low, get cake, whip all the state
Stash dough, whip yay with, 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 different from
sure you got your four-four and he can slip if he like
Young, Jon Benet doin' a mission and yo
Until you up stay away from them and whores
smuts, two streaks and a Dyke
Can pause one-three rumbles two and a pipe for sure

And if it's tight, he might come back for more
Nine and four, back and forth
Winter to summer,
Pass the 'til you're stackin' balls
Tell you how to weigh shit wet and more
I take or write the check out to F-R
Two E's, be two G's
And my money I'm comin' for all your 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 reckless on the
Fuck you think the,
Get indicted hotline or motherfucker?
Yo, my bad man, my bad
I know I was reckless earlier about them two chickens
You get it, you know, two But listen

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