Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlers

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

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

Yeah, I push hot my niggas got cheese
You run around frontin' like you got keys
You never flipped burgers your krew, I heard of
Matter of fact, 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 when it's rap, it's real

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

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

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

Yo, yo is my ghetto I eat, sleep, breathe here
To tell the truth, dawg of us gon' leave here
We die young, go to jail for 1
On a come-up, and that's where I'm from

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

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

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

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

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

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

My story's too deep life real, clear as the
See my iced grill, hear my voice when you sleep
You niggas me the cat who be tearin' these streets
Ain't changed but my name 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 don't know that be clowns
Ay yo, the sun go down we go 'round

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

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

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