Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle

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

Give me a five and I'll it a twenty
Give me a fifty and turn into a couple a hunnies
Give me ten g's and show you what I can do
Johnny 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 my beats with bass
It's a it's a hustle we all paper chasing
On the for two months coming home with bacon

You can't stop our
You stop this
You can't our hustle
Don't try kid
You can't stop our
We world now
You can't our hustle
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You can't our hustle
The all the same
You stop our hustle
Just trying to some change
You stop our hustle
It's time to build the
You stop our hustle
So the hustlers at

knows I got cops on the payroll
So just lay low I say so
When that whistle blow we'll all be dough
act dumb until the orders come
There be enough cheese to spread for everyone
Making money and the feds hate it
Real underdogs most
We got the locked branded and spaded

Watch me get my on and flex this muscle
Ten years later still on the hustle
I'm a get my grind on dig them out a shovel
Keep stacking my chips watch my ends bubble
Let the double double them up to the ceiling
When this shit's all with I'll be worth a million
Watch me shine just let me this bud
Let me this cocktail I feel like getting' fucked up

I'm gonna hustle until the wheels off
Keep on going out for mine never punching a
the hustle don't stop the game waits for nobody
Just to make some cash like my last name was Gotti
Stay on the grind like trucks
Fifty fifty five-o let me what's up
And you can still catch me on the streets of
I can still add all the way to a pound

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

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