Luyện nghe bài hát Hustalz Song

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

Let me what the sun don't like, caught
between stop and go like lights. [ah ha] hustla so i
got to get it mellow ride me down the around the
clock nothin nice. I roll like red yellow dice just
watch it pop it the "kettle white", its hot, just
the block , call it the "ghetto wife", Paul 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, what it all
became all, but look at all remains, all the flossy
things, marks from all the claws and fangs, remarks
all of have changed. Bustin back all yall I trained,
cuz of all of yall I blame..

[Chorus] what

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

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

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