Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin'

*C
Down South slangin on dat corner stackin dividends
fuckin over fiends cause my ghat is my only
and won't hesitate to use my off
I'll knock on ya door and shoot ya head off
c murder a real fuckin natural born for realah my nigga
I'm badder cause my is bigger
strapped with a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2
dumpin niggas in cause I'm a thug like 2Pac
I'm it in Cali but I was born in dat N.O.
murder is daily everybody heat bro
punk can't survive when ya scary
everyday young niggas shipped to the mortuary
Night time falls the motherfuckin streets ain't
at the fuckin the jackers run the place
but I gotta do what I gotta do Manson
I'm for takin these penitentiary chances
cause once the money commins it's like you just can't stop it
a nigga shit without his pockets
So watch yo back a nigga like 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 like a busta
dat's how it is with dis down south

Hustlin cause I nowhere to go,
Hustlin heroin and yayo,
gots to make myself some mail,
Hustlin gots to stack my
*Partners in Crime (P n C here)*
Deep down south I used to try to stack my fuckin
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' have no money 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 have yo guts hangin out like spinach
Deep down south a strugglin tryin to survive
if you down with me yes I'm for a hoo ride
down with bloods or no motherfuckin crips
but if you set trip be down to bust yo lip
skip the yellow brick road to the N.O.
deep down south yeah you know how it goes
Now I'm a down south hustler to make a buck don't give a fuck
leavin niggas stuck on the real nigga I ain't
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 nuts nigga with guts got to get past
nigga need skills to play up in dis game
for the and fame nigga tryin to make a name
so peace to the niggas and fuck all dem bustas
and dis out to them motherfuckin niggas dats down south hustlin

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

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