Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Hustler

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Here's a jewel love you enemies and hate your
Your enemies the same friends always change
I don't quit theres more that one way to skin a cat
You can get him in the dog or down his back

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

This for you niggas in the background to shine
I hate you fiends who ask for a dime for nine
nothin' change in the game but faces and names
Skate to wait to and the jake

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, I'm a hustler