Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlers

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

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 push hot fees my niggas got
You run around like you niggas got keys
You never flipped burgers your krew, I heard of
of fact, I'll murder ya

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

Nuttin' between a lot of frontin' I
I analyzed this game it's nuttin' but schemes
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 flip gold 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 flip for sho'
We them gangstas who we be
We got pop three for R O C

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

I done learned from that Puff and Lopez shit
I runnin' in no club on some 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 Memph go and lose his
Go and use his tool, nigga, use the
You could bootleg my shit I want me a
Deuce I'm not a chump, leave you slumped in the trunk

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

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

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

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

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

My story's too deep life real, as the streets
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 gave me
The streets 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 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 cheese pop for R O C

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