Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle

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

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

You can't our hustle
You stop this
You stop our hustle
even try kid
You stop our hustle
We world now
You stop our hustle
Koast II Koast
You can't stop our
The all the same
You stop our hustle
Just trying to make change
You stop our hustle
It's to build the stacks
You can't stop our
So where the at

Everybody knows I got cops on the
So just lay low I say so
When that whistle blow we'll all be splitting
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 boogie on and flex muscle
Ten years D-Loc still on the hustle
I'm a get my on dig them out with a shovel
Keep stacking my then watch my ends bubble
Let the double stack them up to the ceiling
When this shit's all done with I'll be a million
Watch me just let me smoke this bud
Let me drink this cocktail I feel like fucked up

I'm gonna hustle the wheels fall off
Keep on going out for never punching a clock
'Cause the hustle don't stop the game waits for
Just trying to 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 me on the streets of P-Town
I can still add all the way to a pound

Don't matter what you say or what you do
Throw salt in the but it's coming right back at you
Snitches and bitches dirty rats and crossers
Fuck off we the underground
Fuck off like Shaggy 2 said
These are family ties we all bread

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