Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Hustlin'

Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH!
BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah!
Dub Cya, nya!
Uhhhh, hah!
[WC] Fonzarelli, what's loc?
Whassupish weebelations?
[WC] $hort Dawg, we all
[TS] Ain't nigga, it's that pimp shit bwoy
[E-40] We doin our up in this BEYOTCH!
One: WC
Thinkin of a plan
Cause ain't but crumbs inside my hand
So I, hit the stick, leaves my
Thinkin, "How can I get for spinnin this gangsta shit?"
A three-strike victim, a million dollar dream
of 740 Beem's and count G's from money machines
My click trump tight, nigga we roll like
For the ten china seekin hustler paradise
Where you from, what's your name, motherfucker you sayin?
Dub C still claimin that Circle gang and
smokin dank and drankin, jaw breakin the pavement
Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto of Famer
International resider worldwider heat
Mashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like P
Found my glitch in this rap game, now I'm bustin
Dub C, hoo-ridin for the chip but hustlin
*unknown singers*
Keep hustlin -- cause I'm all about mine, yeah
on hustlin... droppin keys funk stackin weed shiftin
Keep hustlin -- true players it all night long
on hustlin... on and on
Verse Two:
Check it out; Dub C below? system
got ya dang near ready to put hands on ?PGA any man?
Bout to bomb on this for turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash
Bad enough I go next door to take a bath, ain't got no water
Plus I heard that the police department homicide
wanna holla at me about a
Triflin ass baby mama, she's a botch bitch I'm rich
Don't know the outcome, talkin "He got bread, he on Dub album"
I play ya like and bend a dick's dream how can I focus (hocus pocus)
When I'm famous as "fuck Christmas Eve, notice"
rap videos gotta soon to be up and coming rappers thinkin cute
knowin 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 I gotta 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 fashion show, a flashy hoe
Smokin indo from the
Like them 3rd niggaz from the Calliope
If you to get high, what you passin foe?
Top on my right smellin smoke
But she don't know about the hustlin that I did I was broke
My customers, real macks and G's
beats on the backstreets
Me and B sellin game
made tapes with your name, you can't complain
I always been about the business, I changed
As as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same
Ghetto star, the pavement
I'm always down to earth, to get paid 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
You know $hort Dawg always 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 paper route, -- you know?
BEYOTCH!