Luyện nghe bài hát 1-900-hustler

{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at boy
What's the shorty?
Yeah 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 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 that's sure to come back
I get that all night
'Cause most niggaz don't know a brick a bike
They keep hard white
And if you free tomorrow we can meet and discuss price
FYI, I never robbed in my life"

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

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

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

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

Talkin' 'bout chill, chill 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 cook a bitch first
If you don't hustle find a nigga who first
You new in town, no red and in town, there's gangs
Don't get fresh, let 'em know you change
The move quiet, the weak start riots
We you got a brick but sell 'em twenties 'til they tired

With no credit, you know you sick with 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, it, bag it, stash it, stack it
Get in, get out - a O.G.'s classic
900-Hustler, you it around
Wanna 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 murder def kill nigga
I got two
Yo watch your fuckin' man
Fuck you mean watch my mouth
Been on hold for about two hours
I give a fuck how long you been on the line
the fuck up! Matter of fact, hold on
I this nigga ain't just put, put me on hold 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, think drought, heat in the couch
you sittin' in the presence of customers
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, whip yay with, right amount of
(Hoe!)

too close went right around his place
(Yo!)
You stoppin' dough we clutchin' the gats?
I know you heard "Friend or Foe," this ain't from that
Make you got your four-four and he can slip if he like
Young, Jon doin' a mission tonight and yo
you up stay away from them dice and whores
Three smuts, two streaks and a
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, back and forth
to summer, 1-900-Hustler
Pass the 'til you're stackin' balls
Tell you how to weigh shit wet and package
I cash 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, holla at boy dog
Yo whattup young, you put me on hold earlier man what
Yeah you motherfucker
MDKHN, Watch your 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 them two chickens
You get it, you know, two But listen

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