Luyện nghe bài hát New Jack Hustler

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

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

I got to lose much to gain
In my brain I got a capitalist
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 fifty dollar car
Go to school, I ain't for it
Kiss my ass, the cap on the Moet
'Cause I wanna hear that crap
Why? I'd 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 down
You got the fly cars, the girls, the
Look at ring right there

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

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

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

That's a joke 'cause I'm never be broke
When I die there'll be bullets and gun
Ya don't like my lifestyle? 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 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 chains glide back and forth
I nothing 'bout you, and that's evident
All I love's my dope and dead

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

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

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

But since I don't know and I ain't learned
I gotta get paid, I got to earn
my posse, out on the ave
Bump my sounds, crack a and laugh

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

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

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

But they're givin' us a
My low but I got long dough
Raised a pit bull, my heart pumps 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 another one me 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 hustler

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

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