Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Hustla

(feat. Wayne)

"Nigga, ask about me"
"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 homie" [x2]

Nah man I'm not Blood deep or Crip deep or 6 or clip deep
How deep? This deep, nine millie deep
With this heat, a body builder turn into a
They turn to vegetarians, they don't wanna end up mince
You'll see, the mortuary was at, I know you miss me
the gat, brrr-at! And lyrically wreck that ass officially
I see you in fairytales, niggas better switch beefs
I had a fairy choke his ass up outa his sleep
Problem with Chamillionaire? Do they mention any
no! You scared crow? Try your best to be brave
Got a Smith & Wesson bro, we know that you behave
Safety, your locksmith, like you could get a key
You all up on the thang like little girls turning
You really a bunch of hoes like 6th at Texas relays
to Chicago, I got niggas in them PJ's
Bully, skinny, but the arms strong you was BJ's
I these rapping niggas but believe I'm not a fan of it
I'm here to rid the rap game of all contaminants
I'm better than the average, I her, I can have the chick
the same pose as Paris Hilton in them camera flicks (haha)
The mathematics get big cause I'm it
Raping the rap game these other suckers is romancing it
They worried about it's feelings, don't wanna take a chance with it
Kissing up to the with rose petals and a candle 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 call it country
And I'm like a villain off a killing
Looking at the ceilings 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 Sicilian
But we count the same as
Long as when I say I'm with it, it come out the as
If I wanna win with it but I'm out the
boys trynna get me killed... huh
You the Feds are my biggest fans
I got to watch what the little saying, man
see my momma and they wanna pull her over
Cause she got no number on the back of the Rover
And yep - I'm
There's cooler to die but I'm smoking
There's cooler to ride but I'm soaring
Might do the G5 or G4
Ay, you never know, when boy might touring
trynna get me some air on Mike Jordan
Of whole thing right here, I'm staring
Y'all boys just appear, I'm here, the
So applaud him,
Chinky eyes, faring
like Keith Moorer, street aura, uh
Still I hustled in the like he poorer
Run up on him you sleep and eat
Decent Christians, he owes momma,
Gucci seatbelts look 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 ya, never leave ya lonely
Forget about Frank momma, I can be Tony
Weezy F. man...