Lil' Wayne - Hustler Musik Lyrics

God****
Missed and hit a nigga in his head with dis one
I'ma paint da city red wit dis one
I'ma head wit dis one
See u f***** wit da boys who tote toyz way b4 Christmas.
No assisstance (jis) That persistence me. That commitment if- I don't get it somebody gone die tonite-
I kno my vibe is tight and I deserve da throne if da kid ain't right den let me die in his souls.
I'll be ridin' (jis)
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
Shall be

So I be who I be
Dats me, dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherf******
So I be who I be
Dats me, dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motyherf*****

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*** iz 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
Nall

Verse 2

Money iz da motivation
Facin da avenue
Back touchin' da wall
Got da weed
Got da gun
Gotta run wen I hear dat bird call (birrr) Dang
Hop in dat thang and merk off
Swerve off
U kno me, dey call me Birdman Jr.
Ne body murderer
Birdman sponsor it
Phantom of da operah
All black clock tent locked in
I can let dem shots out
U can't get no shots in
Bullet proof
Leave a n**** wit a bullet proof
Shoot ya in ya mouth and call it bullet tooth
I'm like what dey do
What 2 do
There's a full court
Pressure I'm just going 4 da 2
If I'm movin' for da three
Ima take it in a second
Even if there's one second and
I'ma 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*****
(yea)

Chorus: Repeat 1x

Verse 3

I ain't neva killed nobody I promise
I promise if u try me
U gone have to rewind dis track and make me go back, dat n**** 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 masturb***** (black)
Peter pan flies till I die what u sayin
Baden ape, Yves Saint, Evisu iz wat I stand
Got me feelin' like scarface, like da Koheba
Streets reply I look right in da 4 seater
You know I be out here ridin' da 4 seater
Top floor of the 4 Seasons four of them wh****
And they all know how to cook it up
And look I got some
And only one know how to bag, b**** bundle up
See its a cold world so homey bundle up
We ain't on dis grind for nothin'
Now get ya hustle up

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