Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Hustler

Rule number one go against the grain
Rule two give respect where respect due
Rule three if you get knocked, play games and say names
The 45 tear you out the frame

It's like the rich get richer and the poor don't get thing
Don't mean nothin' but the things my money bring
My style will leave you aggy like cats in jail
You peoples got pleany money, actin' like they ain't got

I feel for you niggas gettin' shot while I'm sayin' rhyme
Or niggas in the hall gettin' shot on shallow lines
An old timer schooled me don't burn bridges my
Imagine the G-Dub close and yo ass swim

I the fifth melt a nigga melt a nigga of the sidewalk of New York
Me and shorty saw from afar and had a
He said I 'em if he came around I'd clap him, I gave him my word
Look at his head its still shakin' he had alot of

If it for the flow
I'd probably have to double back crack
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, yeah I'm a
Yeah, I'm a hustler

If it wasn't for the
I'd probably have to double back crack
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, yeah I'm a
Yeah, yeah I'm a

Yo, when the fed come in the loyalty is limited
niggas start actin' feminine
With the feds you do eighty five of your time
Duke you get ten you'll damn near do

Hate a liar than I hate thief
A thief is only after my salary, a is after my reality
The streets I know 'em like my
Stay away from the D's and ya cheese
Try to see three G's 'fore you see three hundred C's
Tree top to feel the breeze co for key's

Yo bitches me take me to ecstacy
Once I nut, I don't want 'em to me
(Ahh, oh shit)
If it's on mother believe I'm gonna ride
I'm the to swallow my blood 'fore I swallow my pride
Letters on my shirt DKNY
Got grimy runnin' with me from BKNY

If it wasn't for the
I'd probably have to double bubble crack
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, yeah I'm a
Yeah, I'm a hustler

They say I don't sound a killer, well, how a killer sound
I bet I grab a foe pound and back that ass
See many men baby and many men die
Many men get drunk lah and stay high

Here's a jewel love you enemies and hate friends
Your enemies the same friends always change
I quit that theres more that one way to skin a cat
You can get him in the face dog or down his

All bullshit now it's time to be honest
I no man for death is all thats promised
I got standin' in line waitin' to hear me spit
From eighty six to ninety six the went from sugar to shit

This for you in the background dyin' to shine
I hate you fiends who ask for a dime for nine
Don't nothin' change in the but faces and names
to wait to date and the jake

If it for the flow
I'd probably have to double back bubble
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler