Luyện nghe bài hát Hussle - M.O.P.

[Mr.
Yeah Mr. Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and mother fucking Danze
give these bitch niggaz one more chance
Throw them up (Throw'em up)
the real (Regulate)
Ayo we basically how us fuckers feel (Feel that)
How we running

Ayo gave me mad problems you wont amount to nothing
Well look at me now I did to something
The rap name in vain just a four four
No matter were us niggaz rock we out for popo
Still up in the struggle I see nothing
These niggaz peep the way we roll so we bangers
Sport the cars and the shelto
Gamble for car money let the L blows
High school drop out got my G.E.D.
Don't speak about what I got the
Yo I know nothing but the hot shit
Up on the trips and hot shit we scatting
From the slums stepping representing the off (jump off)
What we bump hard you niggaz bump soft
Lived in Red Hook my pops name is Rudy
My good times started with whats happening

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call me a hustle
Grinding writing rhyme 9 to 5
Pimping chicks doing sticks just rich takes muscle
of a every day struggle
Bottom line signs we aint got a dime we gotta hustle
Clip feeling strip stealing villain
Let of a lot of wip pealing type scuffle
Payback could mean is to layback and bubble
But other times is trouble
call me a hustle

[Billy
Lets it up for the rusty 32's
And the day Lymer
For the old gold and the loks marijuana
the G's stood firm
Perfecting concerns
And a nickel with a single shot ready to burn
Now shame on me it was I was blind
I was thinking that this young nigga had a slime
not LB your not M.O.P
I tripping from my whole different angle to spot me
Fame]
I was blessed a cursed
(Curse a blessing this curse)
When curse became encouragement
I'm to the pain now I'm loving it
I'm to fakes the pain and
Everything else I consider is
(Take it one day at a crime)
Sometimes I stare into the
Asking my we it all went wrong
Back on the grind bomb stash in my palm
Is a cold world my so bundle and warm

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[Mr.
Ayo listen my daughter is getting
I to kiss'em hold'em
always gonna be there for you I told'em
The world is colder
But imma keep'em
Yall niggaz get it on I bring a deeper storm
Watch you niggaz a job if I got to
Fuck scrapping you feel when I spot you
I grew up in this around the hard times
Did the hustle in boulevard dimes
The red tops yellow tops and the ones
Powerful came through with some new one
I peep them niggaz was down but turn fuckiness
Ever Tah pass
imma represent LB to the death of it
Even though you kid I'm still gonna rep this shit
Track attacking nigga smacking
Every I think I'm out these niggaz pull me back in

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