Luyện nghe bài hát New Jack Hustler

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

Move a king when I roll hops
You try to bang another nigga drops
You gotta deal with this there's no way out
Why? Cash money never gonna play out

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

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

H U S T L E R

Yo man you know I'm sayin'?
You got it goin' on my man, I like how it's goin'
You got the fly cars, the girls, the
at that ring right there

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

What's up? You say you wanna be
Ease back, or muthafucka get beat
Out my face, fool I'm the
Bulletproof, I die harder Bruce Willis

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

That's a joke 'cause I'm never gonna be
When I die there'll be bullets and gun
Ya don't my lifestyle? Fuck you
I'm rollin' with the New crew and I'm a hustler

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

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

Sound Well it isn't
The justifies the means, that's the system
I learned that in then I dropped out
Hit the streets, checked a and now I got clout

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

Got me twisted, jammed a paradox
Every I get, another brother drops
Maybe that's the plan and I don't
God you got me sinkin' in quicksand

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

Cool out and my new Benz gleam
Is this a nightmare? Or the American
So think twice if coming down my block
You wanna journey through hell? Well shit hot

Pregnant teens, screams
Life is weighed on the of a triple beam
You don't here much, and ya better not
Wrong
(Bang)
cot

I gotta get money than you got
So what, if some muthafucka shot?
That's how the is played
Another slayed, the wound is deep

But they're us a band-aid
My low but I got long dough
Raised like a pit bull, my heart nitro

Sleep on silk, lie 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 Jack
Ne-Ne-New hustler

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

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

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