Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin'

*C
Down South slangin on dat corner stackin dividends
fuckin fiends cause my ghat is my only friend
and won't hesitate to use my off
I'll knock on ya door and shoot ya motherfuckin off
c a real fuckin natural born killah for realah my nigga
I'm badder my nuts is bigger
strapped with a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2
dumpin niggas in ditches I'm a thug like 2Pac
I'm kickin it in but I was born in dat N.O.
murder is daily everybody packin bro
bitches can't survive when ya scary
everyday young gettin shipped to the mortuary
Night falls the motherfuckin streets ain't safe
at the fuckin the jackers run the place
but I gotta do what I gotta do Manson
I'm crazy for these penitentiary chances
once the money start commins it's like you just can't stop it
a nigga aint' shit his pockets
So watch yo back when a nigga C doin bad
I'll do a jack and dey a never find yo ass
Ra ta tat tat tat tat is the sound of my
they find ya corpse stinkin in the ghetto tommorrow
so act a bitch and you'll get treated like a busta
dat's how it is with dis down hustler

Hustlin I gots nowhere to go,
Hustlin slangin and yayo,
gots to make myself some mail,
Hustlin gots to my dividends
in Crime (P n C down here)*
Deep down south I used to try to my fuckin ends
hangin on the set tryin to stack some fuckin
Till a nigga hooked me up dat nigga Master P
me 2 tickets now I'm chillin down in Cali
dont' no money like Snoop Dog or Dr. Dre
but I'm so say I think dat I'm on my way
dey say dis click has No Limits
fuck with a nigga have yo guts hangin out spinach
Deep down a nigga strugglin tryin to survive
if you down with me yes I'm for a hoo ride
never down with or no motherfuckin crips
but if you set trip I'll be down to yo lip
down the yellow brick road to the N.O.
deep down south motherfuckin yeah you how it goes
Now I'm a down south hustler quick to make a buck give a fuck
leavin niggas stuck on the real nigga I stuttin
ain't to see where I'm commin from
cause if you from the streets you got to get the job
commin up in dem streets ain't no task
only a nigga with nuts nigga with got to get past
nigga need skills to play up in dis game
for the fortune and fame nigga tryin to a name
so peace to the real and fuck all dem bustas
and dis goes out to them motherfuckin niggas dats down hustlin

P*
Tryin to make dem ends on the grind
got to feed the family chased by the time
but dem couldn't mace me
it a hundred million motherfuckin po po's to chase P
where I go where should I go
I dis eight rap fuckin I hid the dope in the liquor store
changed my fled out the back door
2 hours later back in the hood dope
cause its an everyday thang where I at
3rd Ward Calliope projects I thought I dat
where dem hustlers I mean dem killahs roll
dont' give a fuck about you or ya bro
and the get deep down south
cause nigga roll through the hood with gold in dey mouth
Killahs, dope dealers all dem on the set you know for realah
paid transport narcotics from New Orleans to the bay
yo G man everyday
drop top cutlass,caddys with rags,
delta 88 gold and zags
but we flip flop
we like to pop dat talk shit on the block
New Orleans (background Florida) to Texas (Atlanta)
fuck all ya'll bustas cause Master P about it a down south

*after the same a different one just right here*
because I gots nowhere to go
Hustlin I to support me and my hoe
Hustlin out dis down south damn flow
Hustlin commin straight the N.O.