Hustler Musik

Hustler Musik Lyrics

LIL' WAYNE LYRICS

"Hustler Musik"

Intro:
Hit me... (psh)
Right in da sturdum dis time T. baby, s**t
You already kno, you already kno, you already kno
(Yea) d*mn, (psh)
Its dat hustler musik, Young Weezy got dat muth*fkin hustler musik,
So ride to it yo, vibe to it yo d*mn

Verse 1:
Godd*mn
Missed and hit a nigg* in his head with dis one
Ima paint da city red wit dis one
Ima head wit dis one
See u fkin wit da boys who tote toyz way b4 christmas.
No assisstance just that persistance with That committment 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 souls
See i'll be ridin just,
Ridin alone
Wit 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
She'll be
So i be who i be Thats me.
Dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherfkin
So i be who i be that's me
Dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherfkin

Chorus
Baby u gotta kno dat im just out here doin what i gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin
So b*tch
y da fk iz u trippin.
Im 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 naw

Verse 2:
Money iz da motivation
Facin da avenue
Back touchin da wall
Got da weed, got da gun
Gotta run when I hear dat bird call (birrr)
Dang hop in dat thang and merk off
swerve off
U kno me dey call me birdman jr. (birr birr)
Ne body murderer
If Birdman sponser it
Phantom of da operah
All black- guap tent- locked in
I can let dem shots out
U can't get no shots in
Bullet proof
Leave a nigg* wit a bullet proof
Shoot ya in ya mouth leroy. They call em bullet tooth
Im like what it do
What it do
Theres a full court
Pressure im just going 4 da 2
If im open for da three
Ima take it in a second
Even if theres one second and
ima 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 dirt motherfker
(yea)

Chorus
Baby u gotta kno dat im just out here doin what i gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin
So b*tch
y da fk iz u trippin
Im 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 naw

Verse 3:
i aint neva killed nobody i promise
i promise if u try me
He gone have to rewind dis track and make me go back
Dat thing a go rrrat.
Dat boy will lay flat so flat
Dat act is wat i perform amongst u hatas
Got nina in my palm and I'm masturb*ting (black)
Peter pan. fly till i die. what u sayin
Bathin ape,Eve Saint, Evisu wat i stay in.
Got me feelin like scarface. Light da cohiba.
Streets reply.
I Look right in the 4 seater.U kno I be high. get right in the 4 seater.Top floor of da 4 seasons.
4 of dem wh*res.
And they all kno how to cook it up.
And look i got sum
And only one know how to bag- b*tch bundle up.
See its a cold world so homie bundle up
We ain't on dis grind for nothin
now get ya hustle up.

Chorus 2x
Baby u gotta kno dat im just out here doin what i gotta do 4 me and u
and we eatin
So b*tch
y da fk iz u trippin.
Im 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 naw

Outro (Part 1):
Man Man this be that hustler musik, Young Weezy got that muth*fkin hustler musik yo, so ride to it yo, and vibe to it yo, i'm asking yall please (please)
Young Weezy got that hustla musik, Yong Weezy got that muth*fkin hustler musik, ride to it yo, vibe to it yo, (vibe to it yo, pshh, psh)

Outro (Part 2):
its trill s**t man,it's Real talk man,it's how we do it how we did it how we done it hey, its tril s**t man, it's real talk boy, it's how we do it how we did it how we done it, I ain't braging i ain't boostin its the way it go, i ain't braging i ain't boostin thats the way it is,better guard your kids, guard your face better guard your body, we warned the place, we here
fk girls it's young money
nigg*.