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 deep or Crip deep or 6 deep or clip deep
How This deep, nine millie clip deep
With this heat, a body builder turn into a
They turn to vegetarians, they don't wanna end up meat
You'll see, where the mortuary was at, I 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 fairy choke his ass up outa his sleep
with Chamillionaire? Do they mention any names?
Hell no! You scared crow? Try your to be brave
Got a Smith & Wesson bro, we know that you gon'
Safety, your locksmith, like you could get a key
You all up on the thang like little girls turning
You really a bunch of like 6th street at Texas relays
Ohio to Chicago, I got niggas in them
Bully, skinny, but the arms strong like you was
I hear these 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 pose as Paris Hilton in them camera flicks (haha)
The mathematics get big cause I'm it
Raping the rap game while these other suckers is it
They worried about it's feelings, they wanna take a chance with it
Kissing up to the game 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
city slickers, we call it country dump
And I'm like a villain off a killing
Looking at the 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 when I say I'm with it, it come out the as
If I win with it but I'm out the game
boys trynna get me killed... huh
You know the are my biggest fans
I got to watch the little one's saying, man
They see my momma and they wanna pull her
Cause she ain't got no number on the back of the
And yep - I'm
There's ways to die but I'm smoking
There's cooler ways to ride but I'm
do the young G5 or G4
Ay, you know, when your boy might touring
trynna get me some air on Mike Jordan
Of this whole right here, I'm staring
Y'all just appear, I'm here, the Tardis
So applaud him,
Chinky eyes, faring
Look Keith Moorer, street aura, uh
Still I hustled in the like he poorer
Run up on him you sleep and eat
Christians, he owes momma, those
Gucci seatbelts will better with the barker
Sit up in my office, you need to
You got a box out, get up put a on
I'm right back with ya, never leave ya
Forget Frank momma, I can be your Tony
F. Baby man...