Luyện nghe bài hát Bonafide Hustler

Yeah, I'm a special kind of nigga mines, you know?
I grind, I gets my paper, you know I mean? Ha ha ha, oh yeah

I'm a hustler, nigga get out of line, I'll cut ya
Me, I'm my paper it's fuck, ya
If you, play games with mine, I can match it from
With my nine, I'm a bonafide

They say heaven's for church goers and for the heathens
So I'ma ball the fuck out while I'm breathin'
Eighth after eighth, know about that fast flip?
Crack spots, smoky fiends suckin' on glass dick
Now Sham stay for a dime for 9
I'll you what, I'll hook you up just one last time
Customs is son is pumpin' watch the packs dissolve
Singles, C-notes to food stamps, we it all

That's that joint what's his name son? I remember
Haitian nigga with the guitar that sing "Gone 'Til November"
I do a in the rain, hydroplanin'
Lamborghini Diablo, painted
Got that burnin', got the burner in the stash
Hit the hazards, hit the AC, then it come out the
If fag-o in the club sonnin', start dumbin'
Start shootin' and I ain't strapped, it I'm runnin'

I'm a hustler, nigga get out of line, I'll cut ya
Me, I'm my paper it's fuck, ya
If you, games with mine, I can match it from behind
my nine
I'm a bonafide hustler, get out of line, I'll cut ya
Me, I'm my paper it's fuck, ya
If you, play games with mine, I can match it behind
With my nine, I'm a hustler

I been out here for too long, I to get a bird
The fiends know my name now from on this curb
I got on my shirt, and a handful of crack
A bunch of lil' niggaz with sacks in they backpacks
Come and get it we got it, a trip to the projects
You see the police, but we gon' our dope regardless
You niggaz know me, from fillin' up heron needles
I'm connected with them who don't speak no english

We ain't scared of the roll, we get it and go
You see them Tennessee tags you already know
I trust no hoes, that's how T got popped
He a bitch where his stash was, she told it to the cops
Me and Priest had the streets on
He'd break down the blocks, I'd open up around the clock
And I ain't gon' stop, so soon as you come home the pen
We at it again, we 'em for ten my nigga

I'm a bonafide hustler, get out of line, I'll cut ya
Me, I'm bout my it's fuck, ya
If you, games with mine, I can match it from behind
With my
I'm a bonafide hustler, get out of line, I'll cut ya
Me, I'm bout my it's fuck, ya
If you, play games mine, I can match it from behind
my nine, I'm a bonafide hustler

You know I'm a ey
Now I'm headed down and that's my word
I'm on the Greyhound to move these birds
And if these niggaz don't let me
I'm out robbin' everything
Got a new mac, and a P-89
Ya's a hustler, man I on the grind
9 grams of heroin, a 100 grams of
12 o's of mushrooms, 2 of smoke

3 gal's of dust and a tank of LSD
And a thousand pills of kind of ecstasy
Hash, hashish, I bought a
When I was younger with my crew I had niggaz sniffin' glue
40's to the gram to them truckers and bamas
And I can chef up a miracle Arm and Hammer
I'm a hustler, man I the fiends
I'm a hustler, nigga sell you a dream

I'm a bonafide hustler, nigga get out of line, cut ya
Me, I'm bout my it's fuck, ya
If you, play games with mine, I can match it behind
my nine
I'm a bonafide hustler, get out of line, I'll cut ya
Me, I'm bout my paper fuck, ya
If you, play games with mine, I can match it from
With my nine, I'm a bonafide