Luyện nghe bài hát Da Hustla

Niggas might as (Yeah!)
might as well fuck with me anyway
I got fire green ha (Haaaaa!)

1:Noreaga

The way I rhyme sometimes,is reflect my
When I speak to hoes, Yo i always be
Ask em do they suck dick, can ride me wild
Here's the day, sit down, lay down,Joe
go the low down
Niggas just to slow down
Melvin what! Yo as good as it gets
Ya know now, need to slow down, nigga hold
Flip from Larry, Ya know I hail with my
Holla you hear me, respect me or fear me
Love me or hate me, but you gotta hear me
to superthug, listen to sometimes
Listen to halfbaked, and when thugs rhyme
I the best yet, but i'm next in line
like rhyme and reason, but my reason at rhyme
It's rhyme and reason, but my reason at rhyme
It's rhyme and reason, but my reason at rhyme

I'm just a doin what the hustla's do
I'm just a hustla hustlin with my hustlin
I just hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle

Verse 2:

yo, I buy for ten dollars, sell it for thirty
take that thirty dollars and I just buy grams
that two grand, take like four of my mans
go down to street then wastelands
whut up, man, china man, need some coke?
his girl do the wild thing like she tone loc
she be shakin her ass and love to
let her hit the weed, yo hit the
let her hit the weed til she to go
I a philly skinny, and you know I got plenty
conservitive thug like i'm holdin a
jenny craig or jenny jones but bitch jenny
i'm like nore springer, no ring on my
in and out of cells like a bell
i'm like hip hop niggas is rap singers
and I hate you get the middle finger

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Verse 3:

Yo yo, now when my pen glow, there's no my zone
and while yall niggas clone, everything i'm is shown
in my life now and before
I did us all, the crystal ball in of me say stay hungry and raw
I pop everything three's, from my to my bottoms
i'm aware, when you niggas watch you
I walk these stones alone shit is hostile
apostle in this grown and known from my eyes

4: Musolini

Comin out the hood, we aint have to many to live
niggas hustled tryin to bids we learned as kids
how to sell drugs, cook grams, and get dubs thug
niggas aint got no love
the way I pump packs
the same way i spit on cats
the same way it in my raps
let the dro blow, holdin the fo fo, like BIG in the doe yo
find me with on doe low!

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