Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin'

*C
Down South huster slangin on dat stackin dividends
fuckin over fiends my ghat is my only friend
and won't hesitate to use my off
I'll knock on ya door and ya motherfuckin head off
c murder a fuckin natural born killah for realah my nigga
I'm cause my nuts is bigger
strapped with a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2
niggas in ditches cause I'm a thug like 2Pac
I'm kickin it in Cali but I was in dat N.O.
murder is daily everybody heat bro
punk bitches survive when ya scary
young niggas gettin shipped to the mortuary
Night time falls the motherfuckin ain't safe
at the fuckin club the run the place
but I do what I gotta do like Manson
I'm crazy for takin these chances
cause once the money start commins 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 solo and dey a never find yo ass
Ra ta tat tat tat tat is the sound of my
they find ya fuckin corpse stinkin in the tommorrow
so act like a bitch and you'll get like a busta
dat's how it is with dis down south

Hustlin cause I gots to go,
slangin heroin and yayo,
Hustlin gots to make some mail,
Hustlin gots to stack my
*Partners in Crime (P n C here)*
Deep down south I used to try to stack my ends
hangin on the set tryin to stack fuckin dividends
Till a nigga hooked me up with dat Master P
flew me 2 tickets now I'm down in Cali
have no money like Snoop Dog or Dr. Dre
but I'm glad so say I dat I'm on my way
dey say dis has No motherfuckin Limits
with a nigga have yo guts hangin out like spinach
Deep down south a nigga strugglin to survive
if you down with me yes I'm down for a hoo
down with bloods or no motherfuckin crips
but if you set trip be down 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 south hustler quick to make a buck don't give a fuck
niggas stuck on the real nigga I ain't 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 nigga with nigga with guts got to get past
nigga need just to play up in dis game
for the fortune and fame tryin to make a name
so peace to the real niggas and fuck all dem
and dis out to them motherfuckin niggas dats down south hustlin

P*
Tryin to make dem ends strugglin on the
got to feed the family chased by the one-
but dem laws mace me
it take a hundred million po po's to chase P
where I go where should I go
I know dis eight rap fuckin I hid the in the liquor store
changed my t-shirt fled out the back
2 hours later in the hood slangin dope
cause its an thang where I hang at
3rd Ward Calliope I thought I name dat
where dem hustlers I mean dem killahs roll
dont' give a about you or ya life bro
and the game get deep down
cause every nigga through the hood with gold in dey mouth
Killahs, dope all dem niggas 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 thangs and
but we dont' flop
we to pop motherfuckers dat talk shit on the block
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
Hustlin I gots nowhere to go
I gots to support me and my hoe
Hustlin check out dis down south damn
Hustlin commin from the N.O.