Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Hustler

Rule one don't go against the grain
Rule number two respect where respect due
Rule number three if you get knocked, play and say names
The 45 will you out the frame

It's like the get richer and the poor don't get fuckin' thing
mean nothin' changed but the things my money bring
My style will leave you aggy like them in jail
You peoples got pleany money, actin' like they got bail

I feel for you niggas gettin' shot while I'm sayin' rhyme
Or niggas in the mess hall gettin' on shallow lines
An old schooled me don't burn bridges my friend
Imagine the G-Dub close and yo ass swim

I watch the fifth melt a nigga melt a of the sidewalk of New York
Me and shorty saw from and had a talk
He said I told 'em if he came around I'd clap him, I gave him my
Look at his head its still he had alot of nerve

If it wasn't for the
I'd have to double back bubble crack
Yeah, yeah I'm a
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler

If it for the flow
I'd probably have to double back bubble
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, yeah I'm a
Yeah, I'm a hustler

Yo, when the fed come in the game is limited
Hardcore start actin' feminine
the feds you do eighty five percent of your time
Duke you get ten damn near do nine

Hate a more than I hate thief
A thief is only my salary, a liar is after my reality
The I know 'em like my ABC's
Stay from the D's and stack ya cheese
Try to see three G's 'fore you see three hundred C's
Tree top to feel the breeze co for key's

Yo sexin' me take me to ecstacy
I nut, I don't want 'em next to me
(Ahh, oh shit)
If it's on mother fucker believe I'm ride
I'm the to swallow my blood 'fore I swallow my pride
Letters on my shirt read
Got grimy niggas runnin' with me BKNY

If it wasn't for the
I'd probably have to double back crack
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yeah, yeah I'm a

They say I don't like a killer, well, how a killer sound
I bet I grab a foe pound and that ass down
See many men live baby and men die
Many men get puff lah and stay high

Here's a love you enemies and hate your friends
Your enemies the same friends always change
I don't that theres more that one way to skin a cat
You can get him in the face dog or his back

All aside now it's time to be honest
I fear no man for death is all promised
I got niggas standin' in line waitin' to me spit
eighty six to ninety six the game went from sugar to shit

This for you in the background dyin' to shine
I hate you like who ask for a dime for nine
nothin' change in the game but faces and names
Skate to wait to and the jake

If it for the flow
I'd probably have to back bubble crack
Yeah, yeah I'm a
Yeah, yeah I'm a
Yeah, yeah I'm a