Luyện nghe bài hát Bonafide Hustler

Yeah, I'm a special kind of nigga with mines, you
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 behind
my nine, I'm a bonafide hustler

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, what'chu know that fast flip?
Crack spots, smoky fiends suckin' on that glass
Now Sham stay askin' for a for 9
I'll tell you what, I'll hook you up just one last
is comin' son is pumpin' watch the packs dissolve
Singles, to food stamps, we stackin it all

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

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

We ain't of the roll, we just get it and go
You see them Tennessee nigga you already know
I trust no hoes, that's how T got popped
He showed a bitch where his stash was, she it to the cops
Me and Priest had the on lock
He'd break down the blocks, I'd open up around the clock
And I ain't gon' stop, so 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 paper fuck, ya
If you, play games with mine, I can match it behind
With my
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 match it behind
my nine, I'm a bonafide hustler

You I'm a hustler ey
Now I'm headed South and that's my word
I'm on the bout to move 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 grams of
12 o's of mushrooms, 2 pounds of

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

I'm a hustler, nigga 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
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 mine, I can match it from behind
With my nine, I'm a bonafide