Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin'

*C
Down huster slangin on dat corner stackin dividends
over fiends cause my ghat is my only friend
and won't to use my sawed off
I'll knock on ya door and ya motherfuckin head off
c murder a real natural born killah for realah my nigga
I'm badder cause my nuts is
strapped a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2 glocks
dumpin niggas in ditches cause I'm a thug 2Pac
I'm kickin it in Cali but I was in dat N.O.
murder is everybody packin heat bro
punk bitches can't when ya scary
everyday young gettin shipped to the mortuary
Night time falls the motherfuckin streets safe
at the club the jackers run the place
but I gotta do I gotta do like Manson
I'm crazy for takin penitentiary chances
once the money start commins it's like you just can't stop it
a nigga shit without his pockets
So watch yo back when a nigga C doin bad
do a solo jack and dey a never find yo ass
Ra ta tat tat tat tat is the of my hollow
they find ya fuckin corpse in the ghetto tommorrow
so act like a bitch and you'll get like a busta
dat's how it is with dis south hustler

Hustlin cause I nowhere to go,
Hustlin heroin and yayo,
gots to make myself some mail,
Hustlin gots to stack my
*Partners in (P n C down here)*
down south I used to try to stack my fuckin ends
hangin on the set tryin to stack some dividends
Till a nigga me up with dat nigga Master P
flew me 2 tickets now I'm chillin down in
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 yo guts hangin out like spinach
Deep down south a nigga strugglin to survive
if you with me yes I'm down for a hoo ride
down with bloods or no motherfuckin crips
but if you set trip I'll be to bust yo lip
down the yellow brick road to the N.O.
deep down south motherfuckin yeah you know how it
Now I'm a down south hustler to make a buck don't give a fuck
leavin niggas stuck on the real I ain't stuttin
ain't hard to see where I'm commin
cause if you from the streets you got to get the job
up in dem streets ain't no easy task
only a nigga with nigga with guts 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 niggas and fuck all dem bustas
and dis goes out to motherfuckin niggas dats down south hustlin

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

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