Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin'

*C
Down South slangin on dat corner stackin dividends
fuckin over fiends cause my is my only friend
and won't hesitate to use my off
I'll knock on ya and shoot ya motherfuckin head off
c murder a fuckin natural born killah for realah my nigga
I'm badder cause my nuts is
with a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2 glocks
dumpin in ditches cause I'm a thug like 2Pac
I'm it in Cali but I was born in dat N.O.
murder is daily packin heat bro
punk bitches can't survive ya scary
everyday young niggas gettin shipped to the
Night time the motherfuckin streets ain't safe
at the fuckin the jackers run the place
but I do what I gotta do like Manson
I'm for takin these penitentiary chances
cause once the money start commins it's you just can't stop it
a nigga shit without his pockets
So watch yo back when a nigga C doin bad
I'll do a solo jack and dey a find yo ass
Ra ta tat tat tat tat is the of my hollow
find ya fuckin corpse stinkin in the ghetto tommorrow
so act like a bitch and you'll get treated a busta
how it is with dis down south hustler

Hustlin cause I gots to go,
Hustlin slangin and yayo,
gots to make myself some mail,
Hustlin to stack my dividends
*Partners in Crime (P n C here)*
Deep down south I used to try to stack my ends
hangin on the set to stack some fuckin dividends
Till a nigga hooked me up dat nigga Master P
flew me 2 tickets now I'm chillin in Cali
have 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 south a nigga strugglin tryin to survive
if you down with me yes I'm for a hoo ride
never down with bloods or no motherfuckin
but if you set trip I'll be to bust yo lip
skip down the yellow road to the N.O.
deep down motherfuckin yeah you know how it goes
Now I'm a down south quick to make a buck don't give a fuck
leavin niggas stuck on the real nigga I stuttin
ain't hard to see I'm commin from
if you from the streets you got to get the job done
commin up in dem streets ain't no task
only a with nuts nigga with guts got to get past
nigga skills just 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 motherfuckin niggas dats down south hustlin

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

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