Luyện nghe bài hát The Problem Vs. The Hustla

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

Battlers to the of the ring
I want a nice battle I don't want you spittin'
of that shit 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 want your man ad-libbing your shit
mics let's go

I'm in the zone boy and I got the boy
I'll blood gushing out your 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
Probably got your baby mom in my phone, boy
And if I'm hittin' the click, up dick
Had your bitch in the telly her 6 up

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

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

Break it up, it up
Battlers back to your

Look kid I told you this shit gonna be easy
I you to get in there hit 'em
With punch lines, those metaphors

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

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

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

you was crazy man with the punch line flow
But now you the man where the punch lines go
Yo it get no better
You was smiling chi-town stepping but get no cheddar

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

Oh shit, break it up, break it up, back to your
This the last round, I want y'all to both spit eight bars a
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 on lock, like I'm constipated you will get abominated
I ain't lyricist of the year but I was
Where your strip at, you ain't hustling
That track would have been wack if it for jigga

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

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

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

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

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

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