Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Hustlin'

Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH!
BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah!
Dub Cya, nya!
Uhhhh, hah!
[WC] Fonzarelli, what's crackin
[E-40] Whassupish
[WC] Dawg, we all hogs
[TS] Ain't nuttin nigga, it's that shit bwoy
[E-40] We doin our up in this BEYOTCH!
One: WC
Thinkin of a master
Cause naytin but crumbs inside my hand
So I, hit the stick, my residence
Thinkin, "How can I get paid for this gangsta shit?"
A three-strike victim, with a dollar dream
of swervin 740 Beem's and count G's money machines
My click trump tight, nigga we roll dice
For the ten whites seekin hustler paradise
Where you from, what's your name, what you sayin?
Dub C still claimin that Maad gang and
smokin dank and drankin, jaw runnin the pavement
Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto Hall of
International resider worldwider packin
Mashin for the cheddar with No Limit's Master P
my glitch in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin
Dub C, for the chip but still hustlin
Chorus: *unknown
Keep hustlin -- cause I'm all mine, yeah yeah
Keep on hustlin... droppin keys funk weed shiftin
Keep hustlin -- true players it all night long
on hustlin... on and on
Verse Two:
it out; Dub C ?the below? system
got ya ninjas dang near to put hands on ?PGA any man?
Bout to bomb on this bitch-ass for turnin off my lights and gas, low on
Bad enough I gotta go next to take a bath, ain't got no water
Plus I heard that the police department homicide
wanna holla at me a manslaughter
Triflin ass mama, she's a botch bitch think I'm rich
Don't the outcome, talkin bout "He got bread, he on Dub album"
I play ya like dick and bend a dream how can I focus (hocus pocus)
I'm famous as "fuck Christmas Eve, eviction notice"
These rap gotta soon to be up and coming rappers thinkin cute
that we unrecouped
E-Fonzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie
Knockin though, knock a hoe without a in my pocket
I don't come from much, so in order to do what I do to survive
Tapes and CD's be my to five
Check it out, mathematics, rappamatics established
Long money, way before I signed for

[E-40] Get your main, get your paper ... glorify your paper route
Verse Too $hort

I'm comin from a show, with a flashy hoe
Smokin indo from the
Like 3rd Ward niggaz from the Calliope
If you to get high, what you passin foe?
Top notch on my right smoke
But she know about the hustlin that I did when I was broke
My customers, real macks and G's
beats on the backstreets
Me and Freddie B sellin
Custom made tapes with name, you can't complain
I always been about the business, I ain't
As as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same
Ghetto star, feelin the
I'm always down to earth, tryin to get bitch
no secret, to what I'm doin
I got the game Oakland so I came to this conclusion

$hort Dawg, you know we players
Get your money
E-40 get yo' paper main, get yo' change
[TS] You know $hort Dawg get his scratch
Dub C!
Nya! Nya!
[WC] You I'm takin mine nya!
[E-40] Fssssssh, ahh, uhhhh, erytime up in tall can face
Glorifyin our route, nonstop -- you know?
BEYOTCH!