Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Hustla

(feat. Wayne)

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

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

"I'm a hustler, I'm a, I'm a hustler" [Slowed

[Lil

I'm a southern boy, therefore I
Y'all city slickers, we call it country
And I'm chilling like a 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
Chilling with my girl but I don't speak
But we both count the as
Long as I say I'm with it, it come out the same as
If I wanna win it but I'm out the game
boys trynna get me killed... huh
You the Feds are my biggest fans
I got to watch what the one's saying, man
They see my momma and they wanna pull her
Cause she ain't got no number on the of the Rover
And yep - I'm
There's ways to die but I'm smoking
There's ways to ride but I'm soaring
Might do the G5 or G4
Ay, you know, when your boy might touring
trynna get me some air on Mike Jordan
Of this whole thing here, I'm staring
Y'all just appear, I'm here, the Tardis
So applaud him,
Chinky eyes, keep
Look like Keith Moorer, aura, uh
Still I hustled in the street like he
Run up on him you and eat aura
Decent Christians, he momma, those
Gucci seatbelts will look 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
Weezy F. man...