Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Hustler

Rule number one don't go the grain
Rule two give respect where respect due
Rule number three if you get knocked, play games and say
The 45 will you out the frame

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

I feel for you niggas gettin' while I'm sayin' this rhyme
Or niggas in the mess gettin' shot on shallow lines
An old timer schooled me burn bridges my friend
the G-Dub close and yo ass gotta swim

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

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

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

Yo, the fed come in the game loyalty is limited
Hardcore niggas actin' feminine
With the feds you do eighty five percent of your
you get ten you'll damn near do nine

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

Yo sexin' me take me to ecstacy
Once I nut, I want 'em next to me
(Ahh, oh shit)
If it's on mother fucker believe I'm ride
I'm the type to 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, yeah I'm a
Yeah, yeah I'm a
Yeah, I'm a hustler

They say I sound like a killer, well, how a killer sound
I bet I grab a foe pound and back ass down
See many men live baby and men die
Many men get drunk lah and stay high

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

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

This for you niggas in the background dyin' to
I hate you like who ask for a dime for nine
Don't nothin' in the game but faces and names
Skate to to date and the jake

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