Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Hustlin'

Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH!
BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah!
Dub Cya, nya!
Uhhhh, hah!
[WC] Fonzarelli, what's loc?
[E-40] Whassupish
[WC] Dawg, we all hogs
Ain't nuttin nigga, it's that pimp shit bwoy
[E-40] We doin our thingamajig up in BEYOTCH!
One: WC
Thinkin of a master
Cause ain't naytin but crumbs my hand
So I, hit the stick, my residence
Thinkin, "How can I get paid for spinnin gangsta shit?"
A victim, with a million dollar dream
of swervin 740 and count G's from money machines
My click tight, nigga we roll like dice
For the ten china whites seekin hustler
Where you from, what's your name, motherfucker what you
Dub C claimin that Maad Circle gang and
smokin dank and drankin, jaw breakin the pavement
Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto of Famer
International resider worldwider heat
Mashin for the cheddar No Limit's like Master P
Found my in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin
Dub C, hoo-ridin for the chip but hustlin
Chorus: *unknown
Keep hustlin -- cause I'm all about mine, yeah
Keep on hustlin... droppin keys funk weed shiftin
Keep hustlin -- true players play it all night
on hustlin... on and on
Verse E-40
Check it out; Dub C ?the below?
got ya ninjas dang near ready to put hands on ?PGA any
Bout to bomb on this bitch-ass for turnin off my lights and gas, low on
Bad I gotta go next door to take a bath, ain't got no water
Plus I heard that the police department division
wanna holla at me about a
Triflin ass baby mama, she's a botch bitch think I'm
Don't know the outcome, bout "He got bread, he on Dub album"
I play ya like dick and bend a dick's how can I focus (hocus pocus)
When I'm famous as "fuck Christmas Eve, notice"
These rap gotta soon to be up and coming rappers thinkin cute
knowin that we
E-Fonzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie
Knockin though, a hoe without a penny in my pocket
I don't come from much, so in to do what I gotta do to survive
Tapes and CD's be my to five
Check it out, mathematics, paper rappamatics
money, way before I signed for cabbage

[E-40] Get your marbles main, get your paper ... your paper route
Three: Too $hort

I'm comin a fashion show, with a flashy hoe
Smokin indo the Valle-jo
Like them 3rd niggaz from the Calliope
If you to get high, what you passin foe?
Top notch on my smellin smoke
But she don't know about the that I did when I was broke
My customers, real macks and G's
beats on the backstreets
Me and Freddie B sellin
Custom made with your name, you can't complain
I always been about the business, I changed
As long as I'm in it, I'm the same
Ghetto star, feelin the
I'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid
Ain't no secret, to what I'm
I got the game Oakland so I came to this conclusion

$hort Dawg, you know we players
Get money nigga
[E-40] get yo' paper main, get yo' change
[TS] You know $hort Dawg always get his
Dub C!
Nya! Nya!
[WC] You I'm takin mine nya!
Fssssssh, ahh, uhhhh, erytime up in they tall can face
Glorifyin our paper route, -- you know?
BEYOTCH!