Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Hustler

Rule number one don't go the grain
number two give respect where respect due
Rule number three if you get knocked, play and say names
The 45 will tear you out the

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, when the fed come in the game is limited
Hardcore niggas start actin'
With the feds you do eighty percent of your time
Duke you get ten you'll damn do nine

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

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

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

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

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

All bullshit aside now time to be honest
I fear no man for death is all promised
I got standin' in line waitin' to hear me spit
From six to ninety six the game went from sugar to shit

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

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