Luyện nghe bài hát New Jack Hustler

Hustler word I pull the long
Grit my teeth spray till nigga's gone
Got my block sewn armored dope
Last I sweat's suc-suc-sucka punk cop

Move like a king when I roll
You try to flex bang nigga drops
You gotta with this 'cause there's no way out
Why? money ain't never gonna play out

I got nothin' to much to gain
In my I got a capitalist migraine
I gotta get paid tonight, you right
Taking my grip, check my bitch, keep my game

So many hos on my jock, think I'm a movie
Nineteen, I got a thousand dollar car
Go to school, I goin' for it
Kiss my ass, bust the cap on the
'Cause I don't wanna hear that
I'd rather be a New Jack, Hustler

H U S T L E R

Yo man you know what I'm
You got it goin' on my man, I like how goin' down
You got the fly cars, the girls, the
Look at that right there

I know real, it's gotta be real
Man, you the flyest nigga I in my life
Yo man, I wanna roll with you man
How can I be

up? You say you wanna be down?
Ease back, or muthafucka get down
Out my face, I'm the illest
Bulletproof, I die than Bruce Willis

Got my crew in effect, I bought 'em new
So much cash, keep it in Hefty bags
All I about is keys and Gs
Imagine that, me workin' at D's

That's a joke 'cause I'm gonna be broke
I die there'll be bullets and gun smoke
Ya like my lifestyle? Fuck you
I'm rollin' with the New Jack and I'm a hustler

H U S T L E R,
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Ne-Ne-New Jack
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Ne-Ne-New Jack
New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Ne-Ne-New hustler

Here I come, so you better break
As I stride, my gold chains back and forth
I nothing 'bout you, and that's evident
All I my dope and dead presidents

crazy? Well it isn't
The ends the means, that's the system
I learned that in school then I out
Hit the streets, checked a grip and now I got

I had nothing, and I it
You had everything and you it
the needy into the greedy
With cocaine, my success speedy

Got me twisted, into a paradox
Every Dollar I get, another drops
Maybe that's the plan and I understand
God damn you got me in quicksand

But since I don't know and I ain't never
I gotta get paid, I got money to
my posse, out on the ave
Bump my sounds, a forty and laugh

Cool out and watch my new gleam
Is a nightmare? Or the American dream?
So think twice if you're down my block
You wanna journey through hell? Well shit hot

Pregnant teens, children's
Life is weighed on the scales of a triple
You don't come much, and ya better not
Wrong
(Bang)
cot

I gotta get more than you got
So what, if muthafucka gets shot?
That's how the game is
brother slayed, the wound is deep

But givin' us a band-aid
My education's low but I got dough
Raised a pit bull, my heart pumps nitro

on silk, lie like a politician
My Uzi's my best friend, cold as a
Lock me up, it's catastrophe
There'll be one after me a hustler

H U S T L E R,
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Ne-Ne-New Jack
New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Ne-Ne-New Jack

New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Ne-Ne-New Jack
New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Jack hustler

New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Jack hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Jack hustler

New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Ne-Ne-New Jack
New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Ne-Ne-New hustler