Hustler Musik
 作词 : Batman, Carter, Tmix
Hit me
Right in the sternum this time, T-baby
****, you already know, you already know
You already know, ****, ****
This that hustler musik
Young Weezy got that **********ing hustler music
So ride to it y'all, vibe to it y'all, ****
God****, Mix done hit a ***** in his head with this one
I'ma paint the city red with this one
I'm ahead with this one, see you ****ing with the boy
Who tote toys way before Christmas, no assistance, just
That persistence, with that commitment, if I don't get it, somebody gon' die tonight
I know my vibe is tight, and I deserve the throne
And if the kid ain't right, then let me die on this song
See I be riding, just riding alone
With my daddy on my mind, like, "You gotta be kidding"
How the hell you ain't here to see your prince do his thing?
Sometimes I wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king
Shall be, so I be, who I be, that's me
That's Weezy F Baby, and please say the *********in'
So I be, who I be, that's me
That's Weezy F Baby, and please say the *********in'…
Baby, you gotta know that I'm just out here
Doing what I gotta do for me and you
And we eating, so, *****, why the **** is you tripping?
I'm taking these chances
My head to the sky, my feet on the ground
My fingers to the judge, if money don't move
Then I won't budge, won't budge
No I won't budge, no, Lord
Money is the motivation, facing the avenue
Back touching the wall, got the ****, got the gun
Got to run when I hear the bird call:(Brrrr!)
****
Hop in that thing and merk off, swerve off
You know me, they call me Birdman Junior
(Ah-ahh)
Anybody's murderer if Birdman sponsor it
Phantom of the Opera, all black, guap tent, locked in
I can let them shots out, you can't get no shots in
Bulletproof, leave a ***** with a bullet-roof
Shoot ya in your mouth, Leroy, they call him bullet-tooth
I'm like, "What it do, what it do."
There's a full court pressure, I'm just going for the two
If I'm open for the three, I'ma take it in a second
Even if there's one second, I'ma make it, it's nothing
I don't take it for granted, I don't take it for nothing
I take it for what it's worth, to the dirt, ************, yeah!
Baby, you gotta know that I'm just out here
Doing what I gotta do for me and you
And we eating, so, *****, why the **** is you tripping?
I'm taking these chances
My head to the sky, my feet on the ground
My fingers to the judge; if the money don't move
Then I won't budge, won't budge
No I won't budge, no, Lord
I ain't never killed nobody, I promise
And I promise if you try me, he gon'have to rewind this track
And make me go back, that thing'll go rrrat!
That boy"ll lay flat, so flat
That act is what I perform amongst you haters
Got Nina in my palm, and I'm masturbating
Black Peter Pan, fly' til I die, what you saying?
Bathing Ape, Yves St., Evisu what I stay in
Got me feeling like Scarface, light the Cohiba
Streets reply I look right in a four-seater
You know I be out here, right in a four-seater
Top floor of the Four Seasons
Four of them whores and they all know how to cook it up
And look I got some
And only one know how to bag, ***** bundle up
See, it's a cold world, so homie bundle up
We ain't on this grind for nothing, now get your hustle up
Baby, you gotta know that I'm just out here
Doing what I gotta do for me and you
And we eating, so, *****, why the **** is you trippin'?
I'm taking these chances
My head to the sky, my feet on the ground
My fingers to the judge; if the money don't move
Then I won't budge, won't budge
No I won't budge, no, Lord
Baby, you gotta know that I'm just out here
Doing what I gotta do for me and you
And we eating, so, *****, why the **** is you trippin'?
I'm taking these chances
My head to the sky, my feet on the ground
My fingers to the judge; if the money don't move
Then I won't budge, won't budge
No I won't budge, no, Lord
Man, man, this be that hustler musik
Young Weezy got that **********ing hustler musik y'all
So ride to it y'all, and vibe to it y'all
I'm asking y'all, please, please
Young Weezy got that hustler musik
Young Weezy got that **********ing hustler musik
Ride to it y'all, vibe to it y'all, vibe to it y'all, chyeah, chyeah
It's trill **** man, it's real talk man
It's how we do it, how we did it, how we done it
Ayy, it's real **** man, it's real talk boy
It's how we do it, how we did it, how we done it
I ain't bragging, I ain't boasting, it's the way it go
I ain't bragging, I ain't boasting, that's the way it is
Better guard your kids, guard your face
Better guard your body, we warned the place
We here! **** *****es! It's Young Money, *****