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 just flapping lips
Just running your mouth because you can some shit
Ain't got to show for busting cool ass raps
But that's cool me dog where your money at
I'm talking about the hustle if your fresh see you're wack
I get paid homey rubber band man

Give me a five and I'll make it a
Give me a fifty and I'll turn a couple a hunnies
Give me ten g's and I'll show you I can do
Richter's on the hustle and we grabbing loot
I used to and serve 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 home with bacon

You can't our hustle
You can't this
You can't our hustle
even try kid
You can't our hustle
We wide now
You can't stop our
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You can't our hustle
The game's all the
You stop our hustle
Just trying to make change
You can't stop our
It's time to the stacks
You stop our hustle
So where the at

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

Watch me get my on and flex this muscle
Ten later D-Loc still on the hustle
I'm a get my grind on dig them out with a
Keep my chips then 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 drink this cocktail I feel like fucked up

I'm hustle until the wheels fall off
on going out for mine never punching a clock
'Cause the hustle don't stop the game waits for
Just trying to make some cash my last name was Gotti
Stay on the grind Independent trucks
Fifty fifty 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 none what you say or what you do
salt in the game but it's coming right back at you
Snitches and bitches dirty rats and crossers
off we the underground bosses
Fuck off like 2 Dope said
are family ties we all breaking bread

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