Luyện nghe bài hát Bonafide Hustler

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

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

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

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

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

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

We ain't of the roll, we just get it and go
You see them Tennessee tags you already know
I trust no hoes, that's how T got popped
He showed a bitch where his was, she told it to the cops
Me and had the streets on lock
He'd break down the blocks, I'd up shop around the clock
And I gon' stop, so soon as you come home from the pen
We at it again, we gettin' 'em for ten 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 with mine, I can match it behind
my nine
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
With my nine, I'm a hustler

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

3 of dust juice and a tank of LSD
And a thousand pills of every kind of
Hash, hashish, I a sixty-two
When I was with my crew I had them niggaz sniffin' glue
40's to the gram to them truckers and bamas
And I can chef up a with Arm and Hammer
I'm a hustler, man I supply the
I'm a hustler, I'll 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 it from behind
With my
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 it from behind
With my nine, I'm a hustler