Luyện nghe bài hát Best Hustler

It's the return of a living legend mayne; I did it once
And you ain't never seen nobody do it again
You gotta love it, cause real mayne
This for out there searchin for somethin
Ain't nothin wrong with it out
Stay focused, get what you can get man and keep
Never look

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How could a shoot enough callings of the clip and kill three
One hit away I'm here for a reason this was to be
Most niggaz titles and they, rap for fame
I'm the Ghetto Bill gangsta, best in the rap game
run they mouth in the hood like Jose Canseco
'fore they raw cream that I keep up in my Saints coat
I put the Cali on the map my
And I'll never radio or TV ass, I'll go back to slangin pillars
And most they'll bust under pressure
matter how much money you got, police'll still sweat ya
When you and rich and you rollin and you ballin
I got golds in my mouth and I'm reppin New
say he, young and he crazy and his brother doin a bid
I had changed my life, I'm tryin to be for these kids
But, most still point the finger
And yo' kindness for weakness 'til a motherfucker bang ya

Call all hip hop dot coms, The Source, the Vibe, XXL, Dog
I'm not lookin for stripes or my nigga, I gets paper, y'know?
I do a deal it's not a licensing deal, IT'S ME
I my money! Cause I'm a hustler
But think they can get rid of me
Man I ain't goin nowhere 'til I'm done with this - you me?
And I'ma sic my son on y'all, ya heard me?

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Real niggaz see through these fakers so time to expose 'em
You come from the radio or suburb and
try to these streets down, seen niggaz get beat down
Scarface and Jake, put this out on the map, I got a now
Made over fo' hundred and change
kept it real, never disrespected the game
And y'all niggaz know how I, Atlanta
But it's mo' to the South what Florida and Alabama
Mississippi, Louisiana, St. - "Country Grammar"
Tennessee and Texas, Boys rollin Phantoms
Oklahoma, Arkansas, Carolina to
Dem Boyz got golds, candy paint on
Even doe Lil Wayne, and like to stunt
They still stayed humble and Cash Money up
Three 6 got a chance, Young Buck it real
Now we connected this from New Orleans to Ca$hville

And most of these youngsters, they where they came from
If it wasn't, labels like Rap-A-Lot, there wouldn't be no, No
And No Limit opened the doors for the rest of South so
like, this whole "Bout it Bout It" thang man was like a movement
But it was real because it ain't like on records man
It's about livin it's about survivin about go and get paper ya feel me?

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I my first car, with a nigga named Herb
If I thank I seen the police I put it to the
We was, young and buckwild in the havin fun
A van drove by and my boy one
My poundin, I was chasin the past
I Martin Luther King and Jesus Christ by the brass
I'm so glad decide not to have that abortion
and put me in a can or take me to the ocean
Seen so many crack babies get high and give up
Man I'm a No Soldier, I had to get up
My boy Boz had a lil' change, I had a lil'
Fuck we put it together den we jumped up in the
Then Big Momma told me boy you gon' be a
But I never thought I'd make it the hood and go so far
My pops told me son you gotta watch them
You could survive the and bounce back but don't fuck with fakers

Maaan, I coulda been did this but I'm not on no industry shit my nigga
I had to me, I had to find who I wanted to be
I did this shit ten years still here, 75 million nigga
I don't see no nigga out there top that or try
But if you can my and you do then that's cool too
But I'm not gon' never when another nigga come up
Or never where I came from my nigga
what this about, this about teachin mayne
Savin kids, you know
I ain't battle rappin, I ain't sittin around here tryin to a gimmick
This me man I ain't to be the best rapper
I'm tryin to be the best hustler, ever came to the rap game, you me?
That's my title my nigga if you gotta give me one, I'm 'bout paper
I just it up to my boy Myke Diesel for hookin me up with this dope mayne
We out this mayne, or should I say we back in this motherfucker
You me?