Luyện nghe bài hát 1-900-hustler

{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at boy
What's the problem
Yeah man
I'm the only nigga from 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 in town, you send him a short message
Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I don't my way around
But I got some soft white sure to come back brown
I get that butter all
'Cause most niggaz don't know a brick a bike
They buyin' hard white
And if you tomorrow night we can meet and discuss price
FYI, I never been in my life"

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

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

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

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

Talkin' chill, chill don't pay the bills
Yeah I feel
I know you connected dog
Let me holla at somebody
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 don't find a bitch first
If you don't hustle find a who pitch first
You new in town, no red and blue in town, there's
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 they tired

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

things first, watch what you say out your mouth
When you talkin' on the phone to
play the house, think drought, keep heat in the couch
When you in the presence of customers
hold out, pull out, throw heat and be out
If a nigga ever think he touchin' ya
Lay low, get cake, whip all the state
dough, whip yay with, right amount of bake
(Hoe!)

Nigga too close right around his place
(Yo!)
You stoppin' dough when we the gats?
I know you "Friend or Foe," this ain't different from that
Make you got your four-four and he can slip if he like
Young, Jon doin' 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 come back for more
Nine and four, everyday and forth
to summer, 1-900-Hustler
Pass the number 'til stackin' balls
Tell you how to weigh shit wet and package
I take cash or write the 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 man what happened
you stupid motherfucker
MDKHN, your 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 wing back nigga,
Get a job, at Purdue!}