Luyện nghe bài hát Da Hustla

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

1:Noreaga

The way I sometimes,is reflect my style
When I speak to hoes, Yo i be foul
Ask em do suck dick, can they ride me wild
the day, sit down, lay down,Joe Brown
Here go the low
just need to slow down
Melvin what! Yo from as as it gets
Ya know now, need to down, nigga hold down
Flip from Larry, Ya know I hail with my
when 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 listen when thugs
I aint the yet, but i'm next in line
It's rhyme and reason, but my reason at rhyme
It's like rhyme and reason, but my reason at
like rhyme and reason, but my reason at rhyme

I'm just a hustla what the hustla's do
I'm just a hustla hustlin my hustlin crew
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 buy four grams
that two grand, take like four of my mans
go down to main then wastelands
whut up, china man, china man, need some
his girl do the wild thing like she know loc
she be shakin her ass and to smoke
let her hit the weed, yo hit the
let her hit the weed til she to go
I roll a philly skinny, and you know I got
conservitive like i'm holdin a penny
jenny craig or jenny jones but bitch it's
i'm like nore springer, no ring on my
in and out of cells like a ringer
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, no stoppin my zone
and while niggas clone, everything i'm spittin is shown
in my life even now and
I did us all, the crystal in front of me say stay hungry and raw
I pop three's, from my shell to my bottoms
i'm aware, you shinin niggas watch you
I walk these stones alone shit is hostile
apostle in this grown and known my eyes view

Verse 4:

Comin out the hood, we aint have to many choices to
hustled tryin to duck bids we learned as kids
how to sell drugs, cook grams, and get dubs young
snake niggas 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 Maze on doe low!

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