Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlers Dream

Dre and
Niggas everything live, nigga
Cool and The Game back in the day play it live, nigga
Fuck you niggas know about beats?
You dont shit
(Ha ha)
Fuck you seen a nigga in his 20s with a guitar, bitch?

1:
Mothers son, so I
Had to knock a the fuck out on the block if he ever made my sisters cry
I was O Dog and taste dreams red everything niggas know what i mean
Red rag top and i made the pop
Before came with stash spots, man
I was a dope man, man
I tried to tell em i could never be a felon, i was too good at
Crack, X, Speed, and Heroin - fiends to call me Monroe, cause i used to kill em down in Marilyn
Puttin niggas underground me a shovel he still alive fuck him, i was on that level
Back then i aint in God, if he heal like they say on tv why bullets leave a scar?
Revenge is a feelin, but on my sons life when i catch the 2 that shot me ima, kill em

Desperate ive been waiting all my life
No mistakes i this will be my time
I know hustlin leads us to an early
But its the only way, how niggas dying every day?

2:
I watched the coke price double up, i was too to be a cook, so i had to sit back and watch it bubble up
Sittin in the seein gang bangers knuckle up
Watchin the wind blow girls skirts while double dutch
I had ds i wasnt in trouble much
Either you do my homework for me or ima you up
Moms lied for me told her friends i was a nice
Would a had all a's if algebra was Ice
There it is, i studied a hopin that one day i could be a fuckin hip hop legend
I listened to Nas, Big, Dre, Snoop and even though Pac hated him i Jay too
Bought Doubt and let it play straight through
to throw my head back, like Kanye do
Niggas never thought i would break through, Irv, Gotti, and P Diddy passed but Jimmy and Dre knew

No clue on this

3:
Im to my niggas, All Stars and Timberlands
(North is a pin and its a million thugs marchin?)
For the dearly departed I my knowledge
They say that i was name droppin, i was just payin
For Lil E and Tiana, im sayin that dear mama help me read between the lines periods and commas
The dollar baby young homie tryna prosper
Act like you dont see me, you win a Oscar
Act like you dont see me, I might pop ya
Niggas singin Sinatra i box like Bernard Hopkins
Left jab Oscar, im the golden boy, you niggas seen what happened to Roy
Yeah, you seen what happened to Roy
On my block niggas box we the boys
Sittin in the throne with the Douja sparkin, its my seat and i aint movin like Parks
Ima be