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
$hort Dawg, we all hogs
[TS] Ain't nuttin nigga, it's that pimp bwoy
[E-40] We doin our up in this BEYOTCH!
Verse WC
Thinkin of a master
Cause naytin but crumbs inside my hand
So I, hit the stick, leaves my
Thinkin, "How can I get paid for this gangsta shit?"
A three-strike victim, with a million dream
of swervin 740 Beem's and count G's money machines
My click trump tight, nigga we roll dice
For the ten china whites seekin hustler
Where you from, what's name, motherfucker what you sayin?
Dub C still claimin that Maad Circle and
smokin dank and drankin, jaw breakin the pavement
Top rankin CD slanger, Hall of Famer
International resider worldwider packin
Mashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like P
Found my glitch in this rap game, now I'm steady
Dub C, for the chip but still hustlin
Chorus: singers*
Keep hustlin -- cause I'm all about mine, yeah
Keep on hustlin... droppin keys funk stackin shiftin
Keep -- true players play it all night long
on hustlin... on and on
Verse Two:
Check it Dub C ?the below? system
got ya ninjas dang near ready to put hands on any man?
Bout to bomb on bitch-ass for turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash
Bad enough I gotta go next door to a bath, ain't got no water
Plus I heard the police department homicide division
wanna at me about a manslaughter
Triflin ass baby mama, she's a bitch think I'm rich
know the outcome, talkin bout "He got bread, he on Dub album"
I play ya like dick and a dick's dream how can I focus (hocus pocus)
When I'm famous as "fuck Christmas Eve, notice"
rap videos gotta soon to be up and coming rappers thinkin cute
knowin we unrecouped
E-Fonzarelli, P.K.A. Hustle
Knockin though, knock a hoe without a in my pocket
I don't come much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive
Tapes and be my nine to five
Check it out, mathematics, rappamatics established
Long money, way I signed for cabbage

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

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

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