Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle

Put your money your mouth is D-Loc ain't playing
I know cats like you that are just claiming
Ain't saying just flapping your lips
Just running your because you can talk some shit
Ain't got nothing to show for cool ass raps
But that's cool with me dog where money at
I'm talking about the hustle even if your see you're wack
I get paid rubber band man stacks

Give me a five and make it a twenty
Give me a fifty and I'll turn a couple a hunnies
Give me ten g's and I'll you what I can do
Richter's on the hustle and we grabbing loot
I used to slang and sacks on a day to day basis
Now I serve and slang raps fill my beats bass
It's a it's a hustle we all paper chasing
On the road for two months coming home with

You can't stop our
You can't this
You can't our hustle
Don't try kid
You stop our hustle
We wide now
You can't our hustle
Koast II blaow
You stop our hustle
The game's all the
You can't our hustle
Just trying to some change
You stop our hustle
It's time to the stacks
You can't our hustle
So the hustlers at

Everybody knows I got cops on the
So just lay low I say so
When that whistle blow we'll all be dough
Nobody act dumb until the come
There will be cheese to spread for everyone
Making money and the feds hate it
Real underdogs underrated
We got the locked branded and spaded

Watch me get my boogie on and flex this
Ten years later still on the hustle
I'm a get my grind on dig out with a shovel
Keep stacking my chips then watch my bubble
Let the double double stack up to the ceiling
When this shit's all done with be worth a million
Watch me just let me smoke this bud
Let me drink this I feel like getting' fucked up

I'm hustle until the wheels fall off
Keep on going out for mine punching a clock
'Cause the hustle stop the game waits for nobody
Just trying to make some like my last name was Gotti
on the grind like Independent trucks
Fifty fifty five-o let me what's up
And you can still catch me on the of P-Town
I can still add all the way to a pound

Don't matter none you say or what you do
salt in the game but it's coming right back at you
Snitches and bitches dirty and double crossers
Fuck off we the underground
Fuck off like Shaggy 2 Dope
These are family ties we all bread

You eat crumbs from the
Wipe your mouth dropped from the label