Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlers

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

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

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

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

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

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 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

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

I done learned that Puff and that Lopez shit
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 club put nut in bitch

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

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

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

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

On the block, deep wit my peeps the heat
I'm used to crack, now i'm slingin' raps wit beats
You niggas is lame you can't touch 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 grill, hear my voice clear when you sleep
You niggas know me the cat who be tearin' streets
Ain't changed but my name when I appeared on these beats
It's Mac

Sigel was the name they gave me
The streets that is I'm to teach that, kids
'Cause niggas don't 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 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 gold for sho'
We them 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 flip for sho'
We them that's who we be
We got pop three for R O C