Luyện nghe bài hát New Jack Hustler

Hustler word I pull the long
Grit my teeth spray till every nigga's
Got my block sewn armored spots
Last thing I suc-suc-sucka punk cop

Move like a king when I hops
You try to flex bang another nigga
You gotta deal with this 'cause no way out
Why? Cash money ain't never play out

I got nothin' to lose much to
In my brain I got a migraine
I gotta get paid tonight, you right
Taking my grip, check my bitch, my game tight

So many hos on my jock, think I'm a star
Nineteen, I got a fifty thousand car
Go to school, I goin' for it
Kiss my ass, bust the cap on the
I don't wanna hear that crap
Why? I'd rather be a New Jack,

H U S T L E R

Yo man you what I'm sayin'?
You got it goin' on my man, I like how it's down
You got the fly cars, the girls, the
Look at ring right there

I know real, it's gotta be real
Man, you the flyest nigga I in my life
Yo man, I just wanna roll you man
How can I be

up? You say you wanna be down?
Ease back, or muthafucka get down
Out my face, fool I'm the
Bulletproof, I die harder Bruce Willis

Got my crew in effect, I bought 'em new
So much cash, gotta keep it in Hefty
All I about is keys and Gs
Imagine that, me workin' at D's

That's a joke I'm never gonna be broke
When I die there'll be and gun smoke
Ya don't my lifestyle? Fuck you
I'm rollin' the New Jack crew and I'm a hustler

H U S T L E R,
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Ne-Ne-New Jack
New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Ne-Ne-New Jack
New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Jack hustler

Here I come, so you break North
As I stride, my gold glide back and forth
I care nothing 'bout you, and evident
All I love's my dope and dead

Sound crazy? Well it
The ends justifies the means, the system
I learned that in then I dropped out
Hit the streets, checked a and now I got clout

I had nothing, and I it
You had everything and you it
Turned the needy the greedy
cocaine, my success came speedy

Got me twisted, jammed a paradox
Dollar I get, another brother drops
Maybe that's the plan and I understand
God you got me sinkin' in quicksand

But since I know and I ain't never learned
I gotta get paid, I got money to
my posse, out on the ave
Bump my sounds, crack a forty and

Cool out and watch my new Benz
Is this a Or the American dream?
So think twice if you're coming my block
You wanna journey through hell? Well shit hot

teens, children's screams
Life is on the scales of a triple beam
You don't here much, and ya better not
Wrong
(Bang)
cot

I gotta get more money you got
So what, if muthafucka gets shot?
That's how the game is
Another slayed, the wound is deep

But they're us a band-aid
My low but I got long dough
Raised a pit bull, my heart pumps nitro

on silk, lie like a politician
My Uzi's my best friend, as a mortician
Lock me up, it's catastrophe
There'll be one after me a hustler

H U S T L E R,
New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Jack hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Jack hustler

New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Ne-Ne-New Jack
New Jack, New Jack, New hustler
Ne-Ne-New hustler

New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Jack hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Ne-Ne-New Jack

New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Jack hustler
New Jack, New Jack, New Jack
Ne-Ne-New hustler