Luyện nghe bài hát International Hustler

Now I go from overseas, back to the
Freeway, motherfucker, the the, the Roc
Any day you wanna see my get shot of your
Everybody be me, get paid off the block flip

Scripts move and off the rappin'
I'm makin' things happen
You make an attempt to see me it's clip boom
I'm makin' things matchin'
I'm froze, nose, we bounce wit machinery, ahh

Choo, sneeze on you faggots
Here the clip drop, the semi-automatic
Get popped, then we seize keys traffic
Box whip, locksmith, move keys traffic

I'm like Boston, George and
Philadelphia Freeway keep yay from of soap
And y'all local, we
Grip rounds every I hit towns

And I hope hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there I ain't luggin' the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin', in I'm landin'
On an island, and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the States
I cop in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, in Japan
Play my part, switch every time I hitman
And I, pull dimes every I hit man

I'ma little ludicrous international post dude
And I, post up where you get man
Make hits with Jigga man, gotta dude
Much respect due, You tek food

Feed you to the bullets in front of steps
it in front of your pets
Brains in their bowl, you pet
I'm tryin' to make MJ moves
Which one? either I

Jordan or Jackson but until I get the I'm snappin'
Snatchin', I'll you how the meat eyes do
Give up weight, when you show 'em them heaters do
Nigga wait, don't be that

You can take weight anybody
If he think that he that
nigga, we that crew
Shake niggas, And niggas, we got moves

And I hope hear me in London and France
I tote wax there when I ain't luggin' the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin', in I'm landin'
On an island, smokin' and

I hug blocks in the States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't
I box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, vans every time I hitman

And the sick damn, man
It's a man's world nigga, sit down you girl,
That's why I bring pounds around you girl,
'Case I gotta cock it back and clap on motherfucka,
need a pound to sound you girl, niggas

But the pound's sound'll drown you mothafucka's ears
Yeah, it's Freeway young
Say my wrong, I'll lodge a bullet in your nappy hair
Yeah, the flow of the decade
Studio, backwoods, and the Pepsi do it the best way
I was thirteen, cockin' the tek back, how the tek spray

Now I dribble down, V-A
For schizlle see Free my nizzle
Oh, yeah, don't the Way motherfucka
Any stupid motherfucka in my way crippled

And I y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when I ain't the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm
On an island, and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all relate
I box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans every time I

And I hope hear me in London and France
I wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm
On an island, and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the States
I cop cribs in Africa, can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in
Play my part, switch every time I hitman