Luyện nghe bài hát The Problem Vs. The Hustla

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

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

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

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

get bone I'm know for getting dome, boy
Probably got your mom number in my phone, boy
And if I'm hittin' the click, up sucks
Had bitch in the telly throwin' 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 he cheated that's why he beated
I've 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 I know but a shell
him yell like hoes when I perform hotel

Break it up, it up
Battlers back to corner

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

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

to this 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 shit?
Your album wasn't nothing the shit on the mix tapes

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

Well you was crazy man with the punch line
But now you the man where the punch lines go
Yo it get no better
You was smiling stepping but ain't get no cheddar

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

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

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

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

I'm a man, chicks loving a nigga
But I'll still put a slug in a nigga
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
the hustler you ready?
It's your turn bars, let's go

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

The is me I got stripes like a referee
And comin' in on boats like a refugee
You should switch flow nigga your gold
I drop 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 of the world
Cassidy, the

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