Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Hustler

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

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 them cats in
You peoples got money, actin' like they ain't got bail

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

I watch the melt 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 came around I'd clap him, I gave him my
Look at his head its still shakin' he had alot of

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

a jewel love you enemies and hate your friends
Your enemies remain the friends always change
I don't quit 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 fear no man for death is all promised
I got niggas standin' in line to hear me spit
From eighty six to ninety six the went from sugar to shit

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

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