Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlers

Sup wit' these ass niggas, man?
I'm you
Niggas keep runnin' to this rap shit, you mean?
y'all built like that
Y'all niggas betta pick up a basketball, or
Y'all niggas ain't ready for this

If a know the Memph I ain't the type to front
I'll put any gun to you type you want?
Supply any for you what high you want?
Bag any for you nicer slut

Yeah, I push hot fees my got cheese
You run around frontin' like you niggas got
You never flipped burgers krew, I ain't heard of
of fact, I'll murder ya

I heard you spit shit but it's indirect
Say my name and see where I end this
I got a lot of for this but dawg, I'm real
When it's beef, it's beef when it's rap, it's

Nuttin' between a lot of I seen
I done analyzed this game it's nuttin' but
New ways to sell I aim for it
Put it out if hot, not, just ignore it

We them hustlers and that's who y'all
We get low, get dough gold for sho'
We them gangstas who we be
We got pop three for R O C

We them hustlers and that's who know
We get low, get dough flip gold for
We them gangstas who we be
We got pop three for R O C

Yo, yo this is my I eat, sleep, breathe here
To tell the truth, none of us gon' leave here
We die young, go to jail for 1
On a come-up, nigga and that's where I'm

I done from that Puff and that Lopez shit
I ain't runnin' in no club on some loco
I'ma you when you sit put 4 in yo whip
Catch your girl in the club put nut in bitch

Niggas wanna see the Memph go and his cool
Go and use his tool, nigga, use the
You could bootleg my I want me a chunk
Deuce I'm not a chump, leave you slumped in the trunk

What part of that you don't understand, or ain't
Misinterpurate, dawg, I put in
I got a name, and my shit phenomenol
Still keep them next to the abdomenol

We them hustlers and that's who y'all
We get low, get dough gold for sho'
We them that's who we be
We got pop three for R O C

We them and that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough flip gold for
We gangstas that's who we be
We got pop three for R O C

Uh, uh, uh yeah before rhymes
I was these nines before these raps
I was bustin' my gat before the vocal
I spoke the truth
Why do catz wanna my speech?
Imagine my raps if I wasn't in with the street

On the block, deep wit my touchin' the heat
I'm used to crack, now i'm slingin' huster wit beats
You niggas is lame you catz can't touch I reach
And quiet as kept you niggas hush what I speech

My story's too deep real, clear as the streets
See my iced grill, hear my voice clear when you
You niggas know me the cat who be tearin' streets
Ain't nothin' changed but my when I appeared on these beats
Bien Mac

Sigel was the that they gave me
The streets that is I'm tryin' to that, kids
'Cause some niggas know that they be clowns
Ay yo, the sun don't go we go 'round

We them hustlers and that's who know
We get low, get dough flip gold for
We gangstas that's who we be
We got pop three for R O C

We them hustlers and that's who y'all
We get low, get dough flip gold for
We them gangstas who we be
We got cheese pop for R O C

We them hustlers and that's who know
We get low, get dough flip gold for
We gangstas that's who we be
We got pop three for R O C