Luyện nghe bài hát The Problem Vs. The Hustla

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

Battlers to the of the ring
I want a nice clean battle I want you spittin'
None of that you was spittin', last week, last month
I want it off the top of the

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

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

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

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

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

Break it up, it up
Battlers back to your

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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