Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle

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

Give me a and I'll make it a twenty
Give me a fifty and I'll turn a couple a hunnies
Give me ten g's and show you what I can do
Johnny Richter's on the hustle and we grabbing
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 game it's a we all paper chasing
On the road for two months coming with bacon

You can't stop our
You can't this
You stop our hustle
even try kid
You can't our hustle
We wide now
You stop our hustle
Koast II Koast
You can't stop our
The all the same
You stop our hustle
trying to make some change
You can't our hustle
time to build the stacks
You can't stop our
So the hustlers at

Everybody knows I got on the payroll
So just lay low I say so
that whistle blow we'll all be splitting dough
Nobody act until the orders come
There be enough cheese to spread for everyone
Making money and the feds hate it
underdogs most underrated
We got the underground locked and spaded

me get my boogie on and flex this muscle
Ten years later D-Loc on the hustle
I'm a get my grind on dig them out a shovel
stacking my chips then watch my ends bubble
Let the double stack them 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 this cocktail I feel like getting' fucked up

I'm gonna hustle until the wheels off
Keep on going out for mine never a clock
'Cause the hustle don't stop the game for nobody
Just to make some cash like my last name was Gotti
on the grind like Independent trucks
Fifty fifty let me know what's up
And you can catch me on the streets of P-Town
I can add sacks 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 rats and double crossers
Fuck off we the underground
Fuck off like Shaggy 2 Dope
are family ties we all breaking bread

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