Luyện nghe bài hát Hussle - M.O.P.

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

Ayo they gave me mad problems you amount to nothing
look at me now I did amount to something
The rap in vain just like a four four
No matter were us niggaz rock we watch out for
Still up in the struggle I see changes
These niggaz peep the way we so we holding bangers
Sport the cars and the shelto
Gamble for car drink let the L blows
High drop out got my G.E.D. though
Don't about what I got the d-low
Yo I know but the hot shit creating
Up on the road and hot shit we scatting
the slums stepping representing the jump off (jump off)
What we bump hard what you bump soft
in Red Hook my pops name is Rudy Chattman
My good always started with whats happening

(Chorus)
Just call me a
Grinding pies rhyme 9 to 5
Pimping chicks doing sticks just getting rich takes
Saga of a every day
Bottom line dolla signs we aint got a we gotta hustle
Clip feeling strip sick villain
Let of a lot of wip pealing gangsta scuffle
Payback could is time to layback and bubble
But other times is trouble
call me a hustle

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

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

(Chorus)