Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin'

*C
Down South huster on dat corner stackin dividends
fuckin fiends cause my ghat is my only friend
and won't to use my sawed off
I'll on ya door and shoot ya motherfuckin head off
c murder a real fuckin natural killah for realah my nigga
I'm badder cause my is bigger
with a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2 glocks
dumpin niggas in ditches I'm a thug like 2Pac
I'm kickin it in but I was born in dat N.O.
is daily everybody packin heat bro
punk bitches survive when ya scary
young niggas gettin shipped to the mortuary
Night time falls the motherfuckin streets ain't
at the fuckin club the run the place
but I gotta do what I gotta do Manson
I'm crazy for these penitentiary chances
cause the money start commins it's like you just can't stop it
a nigga aint' without his pockets
So watch yo back when a nigga like C bad
I'll do a solo 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 down hustler

Hustlin cause I gots to go,
Hustlin heroin and yayo,
Hustlin to make myself some mail,
Hustlin gots to stack my
*Partners in Crime (P n C here)*
down south I used to try to stack my fuckin ends
hangin on the set to stack some fuckin dividends
Till a hooked me up with dat nigga Master P
flew me 2 tickets now I'm chillin down in
dont' have no like Snoop Dog or Dr. Dre
but I'm glad so say I dat I'm on my way
dey say dis click has No Limits
fuck with a nigga have yo hangin out like spinach
Deep down south a strugglin tryin to survive
if you with me yes I'm down for a hoo ride
never down bloods or no motherfuckin crips
but if you set trip I'll be to bust yo lip
skip down the yellow brick to the N.O.
deep down south motherfuckin yeah you how it goes
Now I'm a down south hustler to make a buck don't give a fuck
leavin stuck on the real nigga 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
commin up in dem streets no easy task
only a nigga with nuts nigga guts got to get past
nigga need skills just to up in dis game
for the fortune and fame nigga tryin to make a
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 strugglin on the grind
got to feed the family by the one- time
but dem couldn't mace me
it take a hundred million motherfuckin po po's to P
where should I go should I go
I know dis 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 Calliope projects I thought I name dat
dem hustlers dwell I mean dem killahs roll
dont' give a fuck you or ya life bro
and the game get down south
cause every nigga roll the hood with gold in dey mouth
Killahs, dope dealers all dem niggas on the set you know for
gettin paid narcotics from New Orleans to the bay
yo G man it's
drop top cutlass,caddys rags, impalas
delta 88 gold and zags
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 P about it a down south hustler

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