Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Hustla

(feat. Wayne)

"Nigga, ask me" [x4]
"I'm a hustler, I'm a, I'm a hustler homie"
"Nigga, ask a, nigga, nigga, ask about me"
"I'm a hustler, I'm a, I'm a homie" [x2]

Nah man I'm not Blood deep or Crip deep or 6 deep or deep
How deep? This deep, nine clip deep
With heat, a body builder turn into a pipsqueak
turn to vegetarians, they don't wanna end up mince meat
You'll see, where the mortuary was at, I you miss me
Snatch the gat, brrr-at! And lyrically wreck that ass
I see you live in fairytales, niggas better switch
I had a tooth fairy choke his ass up his sleep
with Chamillionaire? Do they mention any names?
Hell no! You scared Try your best to be brave
Got a Smith & Wesson bro, we know that you gon'
Safety, your locksmith, you could get a key made
You all up on the thang like little girls teenage
You really a bunch of hoes like 6th street at Texas
to Chicago, I got niggas in them PJ's
Bully, skinny, but the arms like you was BJ's
I hear rapping niggas but believe I'm not a fan of it
I'm here to rid the rap of all it's contaminants
I'm better than the average, I want her, I can have the
Doing the same pose as Hilton in them camera flicks (haha)
The mathematics get big cause I'm it
Raping the rap game while these suckers is romancing it
They worried about it's feelings, they don't wanna take a chance it
Kissing up to the game with rose petals and a lit haha

"I'm a hustler, I'm a, I'm a hustler" down]

Wayne:]

I'm a southern boy, therefore I
Y'all city slickers, we it country dump
And I'm chilling a villain off a killing
at the ceilings like I'm a get in for realer
I'm a get it regardless, as it is
Who wants to be a Know how I'm a get a million
And I'm in the
with my girl but I don't speak Sicilian
But we both count the as
Long as when I say I'm with it, it out the same as
If I wanna win it but I'm out the game
boys trynna get me killed... huh
You know the Feds are my biggest
I got to watch what the one's saying, man
They see my momma and they wanna her over
Cause she got no number on the back of the Rover
And yep - I'm
cooler ways to die but I'm smoking
There's cooler ways to ride but I'm
Might do the G5 or G4
Ay, you never know, when boy might touring
Just trynna get me air on Mike Jordan
Of this whole thing here, I'm staring
boys just appear, I'm here, the Tardis
So him, yeeeeah
Chinky eyes, faring
Look Keith Moorer, street aura, uh
Still I hustled in the street he poorer
Run up on him you sleep and eat
Decent Christians, he momma, those
Gucci seatbelts will better with the barker
Sit up in my office, you to rebound
You got a box out, get up put a on
I'm right back with ya, never leave ya
Forget about Frank momma, I can be Tony
F. Baby man...