Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Hustler

Rule number one go against the grain
Rule number two respect where respect due
Rule number three if you get knocked, play games and say
The 45 tear you out the frame

It's like the rich get richer and the poor get fuckin' thing
Don't mean nothin' but the things my money bring
My style will leave you aggy them cats in jail
You peoples got pleany money, actin' like ain't got bail

I for you niggas gettin' shot while I'm sayin' this rhyme
Or niggas in the mess hall shot on shallow lines
An old schooled me don't burn bridges my friend
Imagine the G-Dub close and yo ass swim

I watch the fifth a nigga melt a nigga of the sidewalk of New York
Me and shorty saw from afar and had a
He said I told 'em if he came I'd clap him, I gave him my word
Look at his head its still shakin' he had of nerve

If it for the flow
I'd probably have to double back bubble
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, yeah I'm a

If it wasn't for the
I'd probably to double back bubble crack
Yeah, yeah I'm a
Yeah, yeah I'm a
Yeah, I'm a hustler

Yo, when the fed in the game loyalty is limited
niggas start actin' feminine
With the feds you do five percent of your time
Duke you get ten you'll damn near do

a liar more than I hate thief
A thief is only after my salary, a is after my reality
The streets I 'em like my ABC's
Stay away the D's and stack ya cheese
Try to see hundred G's 'fore you see three hundred C's
top to feel the breeze co connect for key's

Yo bitches sexin' me me to ecstacy
I nut, I don't want 'em next to me
(Ahh, oh shit)
If it's on mother fucker believe I'm gonna
I'm the type to swallow my 'fore I swallow my pride
on my shirt read DKNY
Got niggas runnin' with me from BKNY

If it wasn't for the
I'd probably have to double bubble crack
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, yeah I'm a

They say I don't sound like a killer, well, how a sound
I bet I grab a foe pound and back ass down
See many men live and many men die
Many men get drunk puff lah and high

Here's a jewel love you enemies and hate your
Your enemies remain the same always change
I don't quit that theres that one way to skin a cat
You can get him in the face dog or his back

All bullshit aside now it's to be honest
I no man for death is all thats promised
I got niggas standin' in line to hear me spit
From eighty six to ninety six the went from sugar to shit

This for you niggas in the dyin' to shine
I hate you fiends who ask for a dime for nine
Don't nothin' change in the but faces and names
to wait to date and the jake

If it wasn't for the
I'd have to double back bubble crack
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, yeah I'm a