Luyện nghe bài hát The Problem Vs. The Hustla

Ladies and gentleman, I'd like to welcome y'all here
You all about to witness one of the greatest
To go down in hip-hop
In this corner, I'd like to introduce Cassidy, the
And in corner is Cassidy, the Hustla

to the center of the ring
I want a nice battle I don't want you spittin'
None of that you was spittin', last week, last month
I it off the top of the head

I don't want man ad-libbing your shit
I don't your man ad-libbing your shit
mics let's go

I'm in the boy and I got the chrome boy
I'll have blood gushing out dome or your homeboy
I'm a see you should of left me alone, boy
I'm real to the chromosome, you a boy

Chicks get bone I'm know for dome, boy
got your baby mom number in my phone, boy
And if I'm the click, up dick sucks
Had your bitch in the throwin' her 6 up

Yea we made her lick then hop on the 6 bus
After this is over, gon try say this was fixed up
They gon' be like he cheated why he beated
been in wild battles and won I'm undefeated

The punch lines that I put in the
made freeway say, put on a beat
Only the strong prevail I but a shell
Make him yell like hoes I perform hotel

Break it up, it up
Battlers back to corner

kid I told you this shit wasn't gonna be easy
I you to get in there hit 'em
With those punch lines, metaphors

You make sure your flow your delivery
You gotta make sure all that's on
Hurt his feelings, bite his off

Listen to this all that lip will get you and man bodied
I'm the man you a in a man's body
You a who wrote your shit? Mase?
Your album wasn't nothing like the on the mix tapes

First you was hustling bustin' shells
Then you went commercial to get a couple of
That's what you got a of sells
And you probably wouldn't of sold loads if for Kels

Well you was man with the punch line flow
But now you the man where the punch lines go
Yo it don't get no
You was chi-town stepping but ain't get no cheddar

If you a I'm a galaxy nigga
One verse'll merk all your nigga
You garbage and ain't trash about me
I'M the hustler ask about me, ask about me pussy

Oh shit, break it up, break it up, to your corners
This the last round, I want to both spit eight bars a piece
No more eight bars

Cassidy, the problem I want you to go
Then the Hustla I want you to go next
You Get in

I got shit on lock, like I'm constipated you will get
I ain't lyricist of the year but I was
Where strip at, you ain't hustling nigga
That track would have been wack if it wasn't for

I'm a man, chicks loving a nigga
But I'll still put a in a nigga brat
Real funny I went gold but get money on the
And I own a hundred percent of my publishing,

Okay, okay, okay, it, that's it
the hustler you ready?
It's turn eight bars, let's go

You don't want the drama nigga
You'll take more shots in your face Madonna, nigga
You get ate I'm like Dahmer,
You don't battle you make for the chicks like Mashonda, nigga

The is me I got stripes like a referee
And comin' in on boats like a refugee
You should flow nigga your shit gold
When I drop I'ma shit more than your shit sold,

That's it, that's it, over, it's over, we have a winner
The new heavyweight champion of the world
Cassidy, the

Okay kid, what are you to do after this victory
I mean you know, I'ma keep getting money, hustling
Keep doing I do and if you bastards doubt me