Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle

Put your money where your mouth is ain't playing
I cats like you that are broke just claiming
Ain't saying nothing flapping your lips
Just running your mouth because you can some shit
Ain't got nothing to show for busting cool ass
But that's cool with me dog where money at
I'm about the hustle even if your fresh 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 into a couple a
Give me ten g's and I'll you what I can do
Johnny Richter's on the 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 with
It's a game it's a we all paper chasing
On the road for two months coming home with

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

Everybody knows I got on the payroll
So just lay low I say so
When whistle blow we'll all be splitting dough
Nobody act dumb the orders come
There will be enough to spread for everyone
Making legal 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 D-Loc still on the hustle
I'm a get my grind on dig out with a shovel
Keep stacking my chips watch my ends bubble
Let the double double stack up to the ceiling
When this shit's all with I'll be worth a million
Watch me just let me smoke this bud
Let me drink this I feel like getting' fucked up

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

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

You eat crumbs from the
Wipe your mouth you're from the label