Luyện nghe bài hát New Jack Hustler

Hustler I pull 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 bang another nigga
You gotta with this 'cause there's no way out
Why? Cash ain't never gonna play out

I got nothin' to lose 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 many hos on my jock, think I'm a movie
Nineteen, I got a thousand dollar car
Go to school, I ain't for it
Kiss my ass, the cap on the Moet
'Cause I don't wanna hear that
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 on my man, I like how it's goin' down
You got the fly cars, the girls, the
at that ring right there

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

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

Got my crew in effect, I 'em new Jags
So cash, gotta keep it in Hefty bags
All I think 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 like my Fuck you
I'm with the New Jack crew and I'm a hustler

H U S T L E R,
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Here I come, so you break North
As I stride, my gold chains back and forth
I care nothing you, and that's evident
All I love's my dope and 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 grip and now I got

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

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

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

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

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

I gotta get more money you got
So what, if some muthafucka shot?
how the game is played
Another slayed, the wound is deep

But they're givin' us a
My education's low but I got dough
Raised like a pit bull, my heart nitro

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

H U S T L E R,
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Jack hustler

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