Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Hustler

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

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

I feel for you niggas gettin' shot while I'm sayin' this
Or niggas in the mess gettin' shot on shallow lines
An old timer schooled me burn bridges my friend
the G-Dub close and yo ass gotta swim

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

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

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

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

Hate a liar more I hate thief
A thief is only my salary, a liar is after my reality
The streets I know 'em my ABC's
Stay away 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 me take me to ecstacy
Once I nut, I want 'em next to me
(Ahh, oh shit)
If it's on mother fucker I'm gonna ride
I'm the type to swallow my blood 'fore I swallow my
Letters on my shirt DKNY
Got grimy niggas runnin' me from BKNY

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

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

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

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

This for you niggas in the dyin' to shine
I hate you like fiends who ask for a dime for
nothin' change in the game but faces and names
Skate to wait to and the jake

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