Hustler Musik

Goddamn!
Mix to hit a nigga in his head with this one
I'ma paint the city red with one
I'm ahead with this one
See, you fuckin' with the tall, too tall, way before this shit
That persistant shit
I'ma get this shit
If y'all don't get it
Somebody gon' die tonight
I know my vibe is tight
And I deserve the throne
So if the kid ain't right
Just let me die in this song
See I be ridin', just ridin' along
With my daddy on my mind, like
You gotta be kiddin'
How the hell you ain't here to see your prince do his thing
Sometimes I wanna drop a track but no emotions from a king
So I be who I be
That's me, just me
That's Weezy F. Baby and
Please save the motha-fuckin'...
And I be who I be
That's me
That's Weezy F. Baby and
Please save the motha-fuckin'...

Baby, you gotta know that I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do for me and you
And we eatin'
So, bitch, why the fuck is you trippin'?
I'm takin' these chances
My head to the sky
My feet on the ground
My finga' to the judge if the money don't move
And I won't budge, won't budge
No, I won't budge, won't

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Baby, you gotta know that I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do for me and you
And we eatin'
So, bitch, why the fuck is you trippin'?
I'm takin' these chances
My head to the sky
My feet on the ground
My finga' to the judge if the money don't move
And I won't budge, won't budge
No, I won't budge, won't

I ain't never killed nobody, I promise
And if you gotta try me
I'ma have to rewind this track
And make me go back
To that boy I layed flat, so flat
That knack is what I perform amongst you haters
Got neener in my palm and I'm masturbatin'
Black peter pan fly 'till I die
[incomplete]
Got me feelin' like Scarface
Like the cold heater
Street's reply: I look right in the four seater
You know I be out there
I ain't no force either
[incomplete]
See it's a cold world
So homiebuckle up
We ain't on the grind for nothin'
Now get your hustle up

Baby, you gotta know that I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do for me and you
And we eatin'
So, bitch, why the fuck is you trippin'?
I'm takin' these chances
My head to the sky
My feet on the ground
My finga' to the judge if the money don't move
And I won't budge, won't budge
No, I won't budge, won't