Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Hustlin'

Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH!
BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah!
Dub Cya, nya!
Uhhhh, hah!
[WC] Fonzarelli, crackin loc?
[E-40] Whassupish
[WC] Dawg, we all hogs
[TS] Ain't nigga, it's that pimp shit bwoy
[E-40] We doin our thingamajig up in BEYOTCH!
Verse WC
Thinkin of a master
Cause ain't naytin but inside my hand
So I, hit the stick, leaves my
Thinkin, "How can I get for spinnin this gangsta shit?"
A victim, with a million dollar dream
of swervin 740 Beem's and G's from money machines
My click tight, nigga we roll like dice
For the ten whites seekin hustler paradise
Where you from, what's name, motherfucker what you sayin?
Dub C still claimin that Circle gang and
dank and drankin, jaw breakin runnin the pavement
Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto Hall of
International resider worldwider heat
for the cheddar with No Limit's like Master P
Found my glitch in rap game, now I'm steady bustin
Dub C, hoo-ridin for the chip but still
*unknown singers*
Keep hustlin -- I'm all about mine, yeah yeah
Keep on hustlin... droppin keys funk stackin weed
Keep hustlin -- players play it all night long
on hustlin... on and on
Verse Two:
Check it out; Dub C ?the below?
got ya dang near ready to put hands on ?PGA any man?
to bomb on this bitch-ass for turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash
Bad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, got no water
I heard that the police department homicide division
wanna holla at me a manslaughter
Triflin ass baby mama, she's a botch bitch think I'm
know the outcome, talkin 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 famous as "fuck Christmas Eve, notice"
These rap videos gotta soon to be up and coming rappers cute
that we unrecouped
E-Fonzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie
Knockin though, knock a hoe a penny in my pocket
I come from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive
Tapes and CD's be my to five
Check it out, mathematics, rappamatics established
money, way before I signed for cabbage

[E-40] Get your marbles main, get paper ... glorify your paper route
Verse Too $hort

I'm comin a fashion show, with a flashy hoe
indo from the Valle-jo
Like them 3rd niggaz from the Calliope
If you tryin to get high, what you foe?
Top on my right smellin smoke
But she don't know about the hustlin that I did I was broke
My best customers, real and G's
Dopefiend on the backstreets
Me and Freddie B sellin
Custom made tapes your name, you can't complain
I always 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, tryin to get paid
no secret, to what I'm doin
I got the game from Oakland so I came to this

$hort Dawg, you we players main
Get money nigga
[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!