The make the hustlas Hustlas the world go round The is made of keys, ounces and pounds The keys, ounces and pounds is made from
See how shit back round for ya Gotta cop it, it and cook it See how come back round for ya cake in the oven, now watch it bubble
And you can knock on my door but you can't knock the But I, it's a game of twenty one and I got nineteen And my but I put more 'd' on me Lil Weezy Wee gon eat how it is
Got on the floor, man, I'm that positive And I'm Shaggy in the lens Me and my squad in the paddy waggy tally And you know I put the on that 45 mack With the flash on that, who it
Everybody along
Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got in my bloodline And I'ma 'cuz I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people
Now, I'ma 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma 'cuz I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]
And when I move, I out with the raw I out with the squad to his album we ride We so mob, I throw and loaves to live For my loaf of the people's player I did what the culture said and I by the Coast of Nostre Cid Fuck around, knock your shoulder from your head Get it right, I'm a soldier I'm dead This kid in white buttonholes inside that bled
I'm o's of lots of haze I'm so high and really I even know why But oh, I just go, buy a whole And lay my mat down, lay her back But I put my mack down
You see the in me You know Weezy, he the young son of All my basketball where the thunder B If you want it come for me, I'm right here
Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my And I'ma shine 'cuz I got shining in my I get that dough 'cuz I got in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]
Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got in my bloodline And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline I get that 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I people
I'm G'd up, only follow the code of the Live bad to die Know how to move when hustling by the day no food But so I can eat and ain't it a bitch And if you see me getting fat I'm probably rich And you probably can come see me for some crack six And after that it's all
My fate and my palm is wrapped this eight And my arm the dirty south is straight Vietnam I skate with the bomb, I'm asking you don't play me at all Shots hit your ass and make three of It'll take three of y'all to one of my shoeprints 'Cuz I did and I do shit, that's better new shit
Fit for two clips, the kid is a Oh man, inspired by his own gangsta music and the blueprint Cruising through the stoop the ewe lit Like, oh this is more than weed, it's 500 degreez
Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got in my bloodline And I'ma shine 'cuz I got shining in my I get dough 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]
Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my And I'ma shine 'cuz I got shining in my I get that dough 'cuz I got hustle in my I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people