Luyện nghe bài hát New Jack Hustler

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

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

I got nothin' to 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 hos on my jock, think I'm a movie star
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 wanna hear that crap
Why? I'd rather be a New Jack,

H U S T L E R

Yo man you know what I'm
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 be real
Man, you the flyest I seen in my life
Yo man, I just wanna with you man
How can I be

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

Got my in effect, I bought 'em new Jags
So cash, gotta 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 be broke
When I die there'll be and gun smoke
Ya don't 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 hustler
Jack hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Ne-Ne-New hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Ne-Ne-New hustler

Here I come, so you break North
As I stride, my gold 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 justifies 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
Turned the into the greedy
With cocaine, my came speedy

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

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

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

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

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

Sleep on silk, lie like a
My Uzi's my best friend, cold as a
Lock me up, it's genocidal
There'll be another one 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
Ne-Ne-New hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
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 hustler
Jack hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Ne-Ne-New Jack