Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlers

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

If a nigga know the Memph I the type to front
I'll put any gun to you type you want?
Supply any drug for you what high you
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 but it's indirect
Say my name and see where I end tech
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 it's hot, not, just it

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

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

I done learned that Puff and that Lopez shit
I ain't runnin' in no club on some 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
keep them thangs next to the abdomenol

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

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 cheese pop for R O C

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

On the block, deep wit my touchin' the heat
I'm used to crack, now i'm slingin' raps huster wit
You niggas is lame you catz can't touch what I
And quiet as kept you 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 know me the cat who be tearin' these streets
Ain't nothin' changed but my name when I 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 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 that's 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 gangstas that's who we be
We got cheese pop for R O C