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 about me"
"I'm a hustler, I'm a, I'm a hustler homie"

Nah man I'm not Blood or Crip deep or 6 deep or clip deep
How deep? This deep, millie clip deep
With this heat, a body builder turn 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 fairy choke his ass up outa his sleep
Problem Chamillionaire? Do they mention any names?
no! You scared crow? Try your best to be brave
Got a Smith & Wesson bro, we that you gon' behave
Safety, locksmith, like you could get a key made
You all up on the thang little girls turning teenage
You really a bunch of hoes like 6th street at relays
Ohio to Chicago, I got niggas in them
Bully, skinny, but the arms like you was BJ's
I hear these rapping 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 the chick
the same pose as Paris Hilton in them camera flicks (haha)
The mathematics get big I'm demanding it
Raping the rap game these other suckers is romancing it
They worried about it's feelings, they don't wanna take a with it
Kissing up to the game with rose petals and a candle lit

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

Wayne:]

I'm a southern boy, therefore I
Y'all city slickers, we call it dump
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 speak Sicilian
But we count the same as
Long as I say I'm with it, it come out the same 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
They see my and they wanna pull her over
Cause she got no number on the back of the Rover
And yep - I'm
There's cooler ways to die but I'm
There's cooler ways to but I'm soaring
Might do the G5 or G4
Ay, you never know, your boy might touring
Just trynna get me air on Mike Jordan
Of this thing right here, I'm staring
Y'all just appear, I'm here, the Tardis
So him, yeeeeah
eyes, keep faring
Look like Moorer, street aura, uh
Still I hustled in the street he poorer
Run up on him you sleep and eat
Decent Christians, he owes momma,
Gucci seatbelts will look with the barker
Sit up in my office, you need to
You got a box out, get up put a on
I'm back with ya, never leave ya lonely
Forget about Frank momma, I can be Tony
F. Baby man...