Hustler Musik Lyrics

Hit me (shh)
Right in the sternum this time T baby
You already know [x3]
Damn
It's that hustler muzik
Young weezy got that mothaf*cking hustla musik
So ride to it ya'll, vibe to it ya'll, damn

[Verse 1:]
Goddamn
Missed and hit a nigga in his head with dis one
I'm a paint da city red with dis one
I'm a head with dis one
See u f*ckin with da boy who took toys way b4 Christmas.
No assisstance (just That persistence with. That commitment if- I don't get it somebody gone die tonite-
I kno my vibe is tight- And I deserve da throne and if da kid ain't right- den let me die in his song.
I'll be ridin (just)
Ridin alone
With my daddy on my mind like u gotta be kiddin
How da hell u ain't here 2 see ya prince do his thing
Sometimes I wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king
Shall be
So I be who I be
Dats me, dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherf*cking
So I be who I be
Dats me, dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherf*ckin

[Chorus:]
Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here doin what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin
So bitch
Y da f*ck is u trippin.
I'm takin dese chances
My head 2 da sky
My feet on da ground
My fingas 2 da judge if da money don't move
And I won't budge
Won't budge
No I won't budge no... Lord

[Verse 2:]
Money is da motivation
Facin da avenue
Back touchin' da wall
Got da weed
Got da gun
Gotta run wen I hear dat bird call (birrr birr) Dang
Hop in dat thang and merk off
Swerve off
U kno me, dey call me Birdman Jr.
N e body murderer
If Birdman sponsor it
Phantom of da opera
All black- crop tent- locked in
I can let dem shots out
U can't get no shots in
Bullet proof
Leave a nigga with a bullet proof
Shoot ya in ya 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 4 da 2
If I'm movin for da three
I'm a take it in a second
Even if there's one second
I'm a make it. It's nothin
I don't take it for granted
I don't take it for nothin.
I take it for what it is worth to da durf motherf*cker
(yea)

[Chorus]


[Verse 3:]
I ain't neva killed nobody I promise
And I promise if u try me
He gone have to rewind dis track and make me go back, dat nigga go dat
Dat boy will lay flat so flat
Dat act is wat I perform amongst u hatas
Got Nina in my palm and I'm masturbating (black)
Peter pan flii till I die what u sayin
Bathin ape, Yves Saint, Evisu is wat I stand
Got me feelin' like scarface, like da Koheba
Streets reply I look right in da 4 seater
You know id be out here ridin in 4 seater
Top floor of the 4 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, bitch bundle up
See it's a cold world so homey bundle up
We ain't on dis grind for nothin
Now get ya hustle up

[Chorus x2]

Man, man jus be dat hustla muzik
Yung weezy got that motherfuccin hustla muzik yo
So ride to it yo and vibe to it yo
I'm asking yo pleez pleez yung weezy got that hustla muzik
Yung weezy got that motherfuccin hustla muzik
Ride to it yo
Vibe to it yo
Vibe to it yo
Chyea Chyea,
It's real shit man
It's real talk man
It's how we do it how we did it how we done it ayyyy
It's real shit man it's real talk boy
It's how we do it how we did it how we done it
I ain't braggin I ain't boasting it's the way it goes
I ain't braggin I ain't boasting it's da way it is
Better guard ya kids guard ya face
Better guard ya body we warn the place
We here fucc bitches it's Yung Money.

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