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
[TS] Ain't nuttin nigga, it's that shit bwoy
[E-40] We our thingamajig up in this BEYOTCH!
Verse WC
Thinkin of a master
Cause ain't naytin but inside my hand
So I, hit the stick, my residence
Thinkin, "How can I get paid for this gangsta shit?"
A three-strike victim, a million dollar dream
of swervin 740 and count G's from money machines
My click trump tight, we roll like dice
For the ten china seekin hustler paradise
you from, what's your name, motherfucker what you sayin?
Dub C still claimin that Maad Circle and
smokin dank and drankin, jaw runnin the pavement
Top rankin CD slanger, Hall of Famer
International resider worldwider heat
Mashin for the cheddar No Limit's like Master P
Found my glitch in this rap game, now I'm steady
Dub C, hoo-ridin for the chip but hustlin
*unknown singers*
Keep hustlin -- I'm all about mine, yeah yeah
on hustlin... droppin keys funk stackin weed shiftin
Keep hustlin -- true play it all night long
on hustlin... on and on
Verse E-40
Check it Dub C ?the below? system
got ya ninjas dang near ready to put hands on any man?
to bomb on this bitch-ass for turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash
Bad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, got no water
Plus I heard that the police department homicide
wanna holla at me about a
Triflin ass mama, she's a botch bitch think I'm rich
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 Eve, eviction notice"
These rap videos gotta soon to be up and rappers thinkin cute
that we unrecouped
E-Fonzarelli, P.K.A. Hustle
Knockin though, knock a hoe a penny in my pocket
I don't from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive
Tapes and CD's be my to five
it out, mathematics, paper rappamatics established
Long money, way I signed for cabbage

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

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

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