Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Hustlin'

Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH!
BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah!
Dub Cya, nya!
Uhhhh, hah!
[WC] Fonzarelli, what's crackin
[E-40] weebelations?
[WC] Dawg, we all hogs
[TS] Ain't nuttin nigga, it's 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, my residence
Thinkin, "How can I get paid for this gangsta shit?"
A three-strike victim, a million dollar dream
of 740 Beem's and count 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 Circle and
smokin dank and drankin, jaw breakin runnin the
Top CD slanger, ghetto Hall of Famer
International worldwider packin heat
Mashin for the cheddar with No Limit's Master P
Found my in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin
Dub C, hoo-ridin for the but still hustlin
*unknown singers*
Keep hustlin -- cause I'm all mine, yeah yeah
Keep on hustlin... keys funk stackin weed shiftin
Keep hustlin -- true play it all night long
on hustlin... on and on
Verse E-40
Check it out; Dub C ?the below?
got ya ninjas dang near to put hands on ?PGA any man?
Bout to 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, ain't got no
Plus I heard that the police department homicide
wanna at me about a manslaughter
Triflin ass baby mama, she's a botch bitch I'm rich
Don't the outcome, talkin bout "He got bread, he on Dub album"
I play ya like and bend a dick's dream how can I focus (hocus pocus)
I'm famous as "fuck Christmas Eve, eviction notice"
These rap gotta 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 don't come much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive
Tapes and be my nine to five
Check it out, mathematics, paper established
money, way before I signed for cabbage

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

I'm comin from a show, with a flashy hoe
Smokin indo from the
Like them 3rd Ward niggaz the Calliope
If you tryin to get high, what you foe?
Top notch on my right smellin
But she don't know the hustlin that I did when I was broke
My customers, real macks and G's
Dopefiend beats on the
Me and B sellin game
Custom made tapes your name, you can't complain
I always been about the business, I ain't
As as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same
star, feelin the pavement
I'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid
Ain't no secret, to I'm doin
I got the game from so I came to this conclusion

$hort Dawg, you know we 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!
[E-40] Fssssssh, ahh, uhhhh, erytime up in tall can face
our paper route, nonstop -- you know?
BEYOTCH!