Luyện nghe bài hát Bonafide Hustler

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

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 from
With my nine, I'm a bonafide

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

That's joint what's his name son? I don't remember
Haitian nigga with the guitar that sing "Gone 'Til November"
I do a in the rain, hydroplanin'
Diablo, candy painted
Got that hydro burnin', got the in the stash
Hit the hazards, hit the AC, then it out the dash
If fag-o in the sonnin', niggaz start dumbin'
shootin' 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 it's fuck, ya
If you, play games mine, I can match it from behind
With my
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 from
With my nine, I'm a hustler

I out here for too long, I deserve to get a bird
The fiends my name now from standin' on this curb
I got blood on my shirt, and a handful of
A bunch of lil' niggaz dime sacks in they backpacks
Come and get it we got it, take a trip to the
You see the police, but we gon' sell our dope
You niggaz know me, from fillin' up your 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 showed a bitch his stash was, she told it to the cops
Me and had the streets on lock
He'd break down the blocks, I'd open up around the clock
And I ain't gon' stop, so soon as you home from 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 paper fuck, ya
If you, play games with mine, I can match it behind
With my
I'm a bonafide hustler, nigga get out of line, cut ya
Me, I'm my paper it's fuck, ya
If you, play with mine, I can match it from behind
my nine, I'm a bonafide hustler

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

3 of dust juice and a tank of LSD
And a thousand of every 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 up a miracle with Arm and Hammer
I'm a hustler, man I the fiends
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 paper fuck, ya
If you, play games with mine, I can match it from
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 with mine, I can match it from behind
my nine, I'm a bonafide hustler