Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Hustlin'

Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH!
BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah!
Dub Cya, nya!
Uhhhh, hah!
[WC] Fonzarelli, crackin loc?
[E-40] weebelations?
[WC] Dawg, we all hogs
[TS] nuttin nigga, it's that pimp shit bwoy
[E-40] We doin our up in this BEYOTCH!
Verse WC
Thinkin of a master
Cause naytin but crumbs inside my hand
So I, hit the stick, leaves my
Thinkin, "How can I get paid for this gangsta shit?"
A three-strike victim, with a million dollar
of swervin 740 Beem's and G's from money machines
My click trump tight, nigga we roll dice
For the ten china seekin hustler paradise
you from, what's your name, motherfucker what you sayin?
Dub C still claimin that Maad gang and
smokin dank and drankin, jaw breakin the pavement
Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto Hall of
International resider packin heat
Mashin for the with No Limit's like Master P
Found my glitch in this rap game, now I'm bustin
Dub C, hoo-ridin for the chip but still
Chorus: singers*
Keep hustlin -- cause I'm all about mine, yeah
Keep on hustlin... droppin funk stackin weed shiftin
Keep hustlin -- true players it all night long
on hustlin... on and on
Verse E-40
Check it out; Dub C ?the system
got ya ninjas dang 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 gotta go door to take a bath, ain't got no water
Plus I heard that the police homicide division
holla at me about a manslaughter
Triflin ass baby mama, she's a botch bitch I'm rich
know the outcome, talkin bout "He got bread, he on Dub album"
I play ya like dick and bend a dick's dream how can I (hocus pocus)
I'm famous as "fuck Christmas Eve, eviction notice"
These rap videos soon to be up and coming rappers thinkin cute
knowin that we
E-Fonzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie
Knockin though, knock a hoe without a in my pocket
I come from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive
Tapes and CD's be my nine to
it out, mathematics, paper rappamatics established
Long money, way I signed for cabbage

[E-40] Get your main, get your paper ... glorify your paper route
Verse Three: Too

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

$hort Dawg, you we players main
Get your money
E-40 get yo' paper main, get yo' change
[TS] You know $hort always get his scratch
Dub C!
Nya! Nya!
[WC] You know I'm takin nya!
Fssssssh, ahh, uhhhh, erytime up in they tall can face
Glorifyin our paper route, nonstop -- you
BEYOTCH!