Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Hustlin'

Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH!
BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah!
Dub Cya, nya!
Uhhhh, hah!
[WC] Fonzarelli, what's crackin
[E-40] Whassupish
$hort Dawg, we all hogs
[TS] Ain't nuttin nigga, it's that shit bwoy
[E-40] We doin our thingamajig up in BEYOTCH!
Verse WC
Thinkin of a master
ain't naytin but crumbs inside my hand
So I, hit the stick, my residence
Thinkin, "How can I get paid for spinnin gangsta shit?"
A three-strike victim, with a dollar dream
of swervin 740 Beem's and G's from money machines
My trump tight, nigga we roll like dice
For the ten china seekin hustler paradise
Where you from, what's your name, motherfucker you sayin?
Dub C still claimin that Circle gang and
smokin dank and drankin, jaw runnin the pavement
Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto of Famer
International resider worldwider packin
Mashin for the cheddar No Limit's like Master P
Found my in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin
Dub C, for the chip but still hustlin
Chorus: *unknown
Keep hustlin -- I'm all about mine, yeah yeah
Keep on hustlin... droppin keys stackin weed shiftin
Keep hustlin -- true players play it all long
on hustlin... on and on
Verse Two:
Check it Dub C ?the below? system
got ya ninjas dang near to put hands on ?PGA any man?
Bout to bomb on this bitch-ass for off my lights and gas, low on cash
Bad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, got no water
Plus I that the police department homicide division
wanna at me about a manslaughter
Triflin ass baby mama, she's a botch bitch think I'm
Don't know the outcome, talkin "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 videos gotta 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 from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive
Tapes and CD's be my nine to
Check it out, mathematics, paper established
Long money, way before I signed for

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

I'm comin from a 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 foe?
Top notch on my smellin smoke
But she don't know the hustlin that I did when I was broke
My best customers, macks and G's
beats on the backstreets
Me and Freddie B sellin
Custom made tapes with 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, to get paid bitch
Ain't no secret, to what I'm
I got the game from Oakland so I to this conclusion

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