Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Want To Be A Hustler

Yeah, that shit, yeah
Didn't be a hustler but I had no choice
don't know what that is, that's [Incomprehensible] shit, what
Didn't wanna be a hustler but I had no
Lemme school for a minute, what

I wanna be a hustler
Didn't hurt my mother
I know she didn't me that way
But I had to feed my
"Lord, watch his back," she did
I'm sorry, Mama, but now I'm

of my surroundin', I had no real choice an'
Knew that I was goin' not even
was my destiny, a ghetto prodigy
Livin' in really checked my mentality
out the thug in me

I wanna be a hustler, no
wanna hurt my mother, oh but
I she didn't raise me that way
But I had to my family
"Lord, his back," she did pray
I'm sorry, Mama, but now I'm

Before the and the 600
I was a shorty on the block
A little punk mothafucka like you
Loud mouth knucklehead who loved to too

But I learned the real way of winnin' the
Is not clockin' for another cat, him famous
But coppin' me a brick, on the low
Hustled it myself, now I'm gonna be broke

I didn't be a hustler
wanna hurt my mother, oh no
I she didn't raise me that way
But I had to feed my
"Lord, watch his back," she did
I'm sorry, Mama, but now I'm

This the best part right

All day, all and all day, had to get my pay, but
Some body out know what I'm talkin' about
But the stacks, stacks and stacks of
Kept my pockets fat,

All day, all and all day, had to get my pay, but

But the stacks, stacks and of cash
my pockets fat

I get it
Now if you got it they want it and you know it
Now say ohh
Dave make 'em holla for dolla

Oh oh oh
get my money, y'all
Hey, hey
Didn't be

I didn't be a hustler
Didn't wanna hurt my
I know she didn't raise me way
But I had to feed my
"Lord, his back," she did pray
I'm sorry, Mama, but now I'm

I didn't wanna be a
Didn't wanna my mother
I know she didn't me that way
But I had to feed my
"Lord, his back," she did pray
I'm sorry, Mama, but now I'm

say, ohh

get that, ohh