Luyện nghe bài hát Hustalz Song

Chorus: [ah ha] Ohh mmmmmmmm oh baby! [talk to em]
ohhh baby what hustlaz do, this is a hustlaz song,
hustle is gone]

Let me the sun don't like, caught somewhere
between stop and go like lights. [ah ha] hustla so i
got to get it mellow ride me down the block the
clock nothin nice. I roll like red yellow dice just
watch it pop call it the "kettle white", its hot,
the block , call it the "ghetto wife", Paul its my
and chain, mi amor.

Hopefully I won't fall and hang, like on the wall
or halls of fame. Its jus a boy man, what it all
became all, but look at all remains, all the flossy
things, marks from all the claws and fangs, remarks
all of have changed. Bustin back all yall I trained,
cuz of all of yall I blame..

[Chorus] what

do. An you ain't did it to a do. An you didn't know
it till a hustla knew. An you ain't done till a
threw. I'm a too its what hustlaz do. an you ain't
seen it till you it from a hustla'z view. open yo eyes
its a hustlaz song. God if the hustle is wrong.

Its bigger things so he becomes to shit. Striving to
be one till I overdose.I speak it now on my tongue
hold it from son, runnin from older quotes, "Thou
shall not sin, thou shall not steal, thou not kill,
thou shall not turn your on those in need, i try to
flip, but government slips teach me at these chosen
speeds. I'm a rows of weeds. and i roll
with reasons to on the road a lead till I leave with
what I sow, sold my soul indeed, leave me son with a sum of what I sold in deeds. I'm foldin yo, Probably for
the pin like some balls, kept it directed at the
pen and it for yall.

It takes a lot of when you takin it on, a lot of
patent a lot of makin it known, but I ain't the of
nigga be placin it on.I was the king of this city now
they replacing the thrown. I its a lot of hatin waitin
at home, and she ain't waitin you can hear the in her
tone, like she can't make it alone in a broken and she
the for the bone just embracin the phone
a lot of ballin up letters a lot of the poems, a
lot of comin to grips that you be facin alone. All
this time all this time you was wrong.But you whatever
happens I got you, and you know what happened done
was happy to drop you, not letters and shoes, no
chedda, Yo mom shoes and sweaters shes not better.