Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlers

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

If a nigga know the I ain't the type to front
I'll put any gun to you type you want?
Supply any drug for you high you want?
Bag any chick for you nicer

Yeah, I hot fees my niggas got cheese
You run around like you niggas got keys
You never flipped burgers your krew, I ain't of
Matter of fact, murder ya

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

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

We them 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 hustlers and that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough flip gold for
We them that's 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, none of us gon' leave here
We die young, go to for murder 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 girl in the put nut in your bitch

Niggas wanna see the go and lose his cool
Go and use his tool, nigga, use the
You could bootleg my shit I me a chunk
I'm not a chump, I'll leave you slumped 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 phenomenol
Still them thangs next to the abdomenol

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

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

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

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

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

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

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