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

Yeah, it's that shit,
wanna be a hustler but I had no choice
Y'all know what that is, that's [Incomprehensible] shit, what
wanna be a hustler but I had no choice
Lemme school for a minute, what

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

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

I wanna be a hustler, no
Didn't wanna my mother, oh but
I know she didn't raise me 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 runnin'
A little punk mothafucka like you
Loud knucklehead who loved to fight too

But I learned the real way of the game
Is not clockin' for another cat, makin' him
But me a brick, stayin' on the low
Hustled it myself, now I'm never gonna be

I didn't be a hustler
Didn't 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

the best part right here

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

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

But the stacks, stacks and of cash
Kept my fat

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

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

I didn't wanna be a
Didn't wanna hurt my
I she didn't raise me that 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 hurt my mother
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

say, ohh

get that, ohh