Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Hustlin'

Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH!
BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah!
Dub Cya, nya!
Uhhhh, hah!
[WC] Fonzarelli, what's loc?
[E-40] weebelations?
[WC] Dawg, we all hogs
[TS] Ain't nuttin nigga, that pimp shit bwoy
We doin our thingamajig up in this BEYOTCH!
Verse WC
of a master plan
Cause ain't naytin but crumbs inside my
So I, hit the stick, leaves my
Thinkin, "How can I get paid for spinnin this shit?"
A victim, with a million dollar dream
of 740 Beem's and count G's from money machines
My click trump tight, nigga we roll dice
For the ten china seekin hustler paradise
Where you from, what's name, motherfucker what you sayin?
Dub C claimin that Maad Circle gang and
dank and drankin, jaw breakin runnin the pavement
Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto of Famer
International resider worldwider heat
Mashin for the cheddar No Limit's like Master P
my glitch in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin
Dub C, for the chip but still hustlin
Chorus: singers*
Keep hustlin -- cause I'm all about mine, yeah
Keep on hustlin... droppin keys funk stackin shiftin
Keep hustlin -- true players it all night long
on hustlin... on and on
Verse E-40
it out; Dub C ?the below? system
got ya ninjas dang near ready to put hands on ?PGA any
Bout to bomb on this bitch-ass for off my lights and gas, low on cash
Bad enough I gotta go next to take a bath, ain't got no water
I heard that the police department homicide division
wanna holla at me about a
Triflin ass baby mama, she's a botch bitch I'm rich
Don't know the outcome, bout "He got bread, he on Dub album"
I play ya like dick and a dick's dream how can I focus (hocus pocus)
When I'm 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, a hoe without a penny 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 marbles main, get your paper ... glorify your paper
Verse Too $hort

I'm comin from a show, with a flashy hoe
Smokin from the Valle-jo
Like them 3rd Ward niggaz the Calliope
If you tryin to get high, what you passin
Top notch on my smellin smoke
But she don't know about the hustlin that I did when I was
My best customers, real and G's
beats on the backstreets
Me and B sellin game
Custom made with your name, you can't complain
I been about the business, I ain't changed
As long as I'm in it, I'm the same
Ghetto star, the pavement
I'm always down to earth, to get paid bitch
Ain't no secret, to I'm doin
I got the game from Oakland so I came to this

$hort Dawg, you we players main
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 know I'm mine nya!
[E-40] Fssssssh, ahh, uhhhh, erytime up in tall can face
Glorifyin our paper route, -- you know?
BEYOTCH!