Luyện nghe bài hát The Problem Vs. The Hustla

Ladies and gentleman, I'd like to y'all here tonight
You all to witness one of the greatest battles
To ever go down in
In this corner, I'd like to Cassidy, the Problem
And in that is Cassidy, the Hustla

Battlers to the center of the
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 want your man ad-libbing your shit
I don't want your man ad-libbing your
mics let's go

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

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

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

The lines that I put in the streets
Even freeway say, put on a beat
the strong prevail I know but a shell
Make him like hoes when I perform hotel

Break it up, it up
Battlers to your corner

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

You gotta make sure your your delivery
You gotta make sure all on point
Hurt his feelings, his head off

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

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

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

If you a I'm a galaxy nigga
One verse'll merk all personalities nigga
You garbage and ain't nothing trash me
I'M the muthafucker ask about me, ask about me pussy

Oh shit, it up, break it up, back to your corners
This the last round, I want y'all to both spit eight a piece
No more than eight

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

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

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

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

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

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

That's it, that's it, it's over, it's over, we 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, keep getting money, keep hustling
doing what I do and if you bastards doubt me