Luyện nghe bài hát Bonafide Hustler

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

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
With my nine, I'm a hustler

They say heaven's for church goers and for the heathens
So I'ma just ball the fuck out while I'm
Eighth after eighth, what'chu know about fast flip?
Crack spots, smoky fiends suckin' on that dick
Now stay askin' for a dime for 9
tell you what, I'll hook you up just one last time
Customs is comin' son is watch the packs 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'
Lamborghini Diablo, candy
Got hydro burnin', got the burner in the stash
Hit the hazards, hit the AC, then it out the dash
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 it's fuck, ya
If you, play games 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 bout my it's fuck, ya
If you, play games mine, I can match it from behind
my nine, I'm a bonafide hustler

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

We scared of the roll, we just get it and go
You see Tennessee tags nigga 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 Priest had the on lock
He'd break the blocks, I'd open up shop 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 my paper it's fuck, ya
If you, play games 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 bout my paper fuck, ya
If you, play games with mine, I can 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 bout to move these
And if these niggaz let me sling
I'm out robbin' everything
Got a brand new mac, and a
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 of every 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 to them truckers and bamas
And I can chef up a miracle with Arm and
I'm a hustler, man I the fiends
I'm a hustler, nigga I'll sell you a

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
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 it from behind
With my nine, I'm a hustler