Luyện nghe bài hát Hustalz Song

Chorus: [ah ha] Ohh baby mmmmmmmm oh baby! to em]
ohhh baby what hustlaz do, this is a hustlaz song,
hustle is gone]

Let me what the sun like, caught somewhere
between stop and go like lights. [ah ha] hustla so i
got to get it mellow ride me down the around the
clock nice. I roll like cherry red yellow dice just
it pop call it the "kettle white", its hot, just
the , call it the "ghetto wife", Paul McCane its my
and chain, mi amor.

Hopefully I won't fall and hang, like pictures on the
or halls of fame. Its jus a boy man, look it all
became nothin all, but look at all remains, all the
things, marks from all the claws and fangs, remarks
all of yall have changed. Bustin all yall I trained,
cuz of all of yall I blame..

[Chorus] This

do. An you ain't did it to a hustlaz do. An you know
it till a hustla knew. An you done till a hustlaz
threw. I'm a customer too its hustlaz do. an you ain't
seen it till you seen it from a view. open yo eyes
its a song. God forgive if the hustle is wrong.

Its bigger things so he becomes to shit. Striving to
be numba one till I overdose.I it now on my tongue
hold it from son, runnin from older quotes, "Thou
shall not sin, shall not steal, thou shall not kill,
thou shall not your back on those in need, i try to
flip, but these government slips teach me at chosen
speeds. I'm just a rows of weeds. and i
with reasons to stay on the road a lead till I with
what I sow, sold my soul indeed, leave me son with a sum of what I sold in deeds. I'm foldin yo, Probably for
the pin like bowling balls, kept it directed at the
pen and it for yall.

It a lot of patience when you takin it on, a lot of
patent a lot of it known, but I ain't the type of
nigga that be placin it on.I was the king of this now
they the thrown. I know its a lot of hatin waitin
at home, and she ain't waitin you can the bass in her
tone, like she can't it alone in a broken home and she
the brace for the bone just embracin the
a lot of ballin up a lot of erasing the poems, a
lot of comin to grips that you be facin alone. All
time all this time you was wrong.But you know whatever
happens I got you, and you know what done happened
they was happy to drop you, not and shoes, no
chedda, Yo mom sold and sweaters shes not better.