Luyện nghe bài hát New Jack Hustler

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

Move like a king I roll hops
You try to flex another nigga drops
You deal with this 'cause there's no way out
Why? Cash money ain't gonna play out

I got nothin' to lose to gain
In my brain I got a capitalist
I gotta get tonight, you muthafuckin' right
Taking my grip, check my bitch, keep my game

So hos on my jock, think I'm a movie star
Nineteen, I got a fifty dollar car
Go to school, I ain't for it
my ass, bust the cap on the Moet
'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 I'm sayin'?
You got it goin' on my man, I like how it's goin'
You got the fly cars, the girls, the
Look at that ring there

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

What's up? You say you be down?
back, or muthafucka get beat down
Out my face, I'm the illest
Bulletproof, I die harder than Willis

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

That's a joke I'm never gonna be broke
When I die there'll be and gun smoke
Ya like my lifestyle? Fuck you
I'm rollin' the New Jack crew and I'm a hustler

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I get more money than you got
So what, if some gets shot?
That's how the is played
Another brother slayed, the is deep

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

Sleep on silk, lie like a
My Uzi's my best friend, as a mortician
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 hustler
Ne-Ne-New hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Ne-Ne-New Jack

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 hustler
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
Jack hustler