Luyện nghe bài hát Hustler Musik

Hit me, in the sternum this time t baby
You already know, you know, you already know
This that hustler musik young got that motherfuckin' hustler musik
So ride to it y'all, to it y'all

Goddamn, next they hit a nigga in his head with one
I'm a paint the red wit this one
I'm a wit' this one
See you fuckin' the boys who tote toys way before Christmas.
No just that persistence with.
That commitment if, I don't get it somebody die tonight
I know my is tight,
And I the thrown, and if the kid ain't right,
let me die in this song, see I'll be ridin' (just)
Ridin' alone wit' my daddy on my mind you gotta be kiddin'
How the hell you ain't here to see ya prince do his
Sometimes I drop a tear but no emotions from a king
be, so I be who I be that's me
That's F. Baby and
say the motherfuckin'
So I be who I be, that's me that's Weezy F. Baby and please say the

Baby you gotta know that I'm just out doin' what I gotta do
For me and you and we
So bitch why the is you trippin'.
I'm takin' chances my head to the sky, my feet on the ground
My fingers to the judge if the money don't
Then I won't budge, won't budge, no I budge no, na

is the motivation
Facin' the avenue, back touchin' the
Got the weed, got the gun gotta run when I hear bird call, dang
Hop in that thang and merk off, off
You know me, they me "Birdman Junior"
Anybody if Birdman sponsor it
Phantom of the opera all black gwop tent, in
I can let them shots out, you can't get no in
Bulletproof, leave a nigga wit' a bullet
Shoot ya in ya mouth, Leroy they call 'em bullet
I'm like it do, what it do
There's a court pressure
I'm just for the two, if I'm open for the three
I'm a it in a second, even if there's one second and I'm a make it, it's nothin'
I don't it for granted, I don't take it for nothin'.
I take it for what it is to the turf motherfucker (yea)

I ain't killed nobody I promise, I promise if you try me
He gone have to this track and make me go back
That thing go blat, that boy will lay flat so flat
That act is what I perform amongst you
Got Nina in my and I'm masturbatin'
Black Peter Pan flies 'til I die, you sayin'
Bathing Ape, Yves Saint, Evisu, what I in
Got me like Scarface like the Koheba
Streets reply I look right in a four
You know I be out here a four seater
Top of the four seasons, four of them whores
And all know how to cook it up and look I got some
But one know how the bag, bitch bundle up
See its a cold world so homey up
We ain't on this for nothin', so get ya hustle up.

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Man, man be that hustler musik
Young got that motherfucking hustler musik, yo
So to it yo, and vibe to it yo
I'm asking y'all please
Young got that hustler musik
Young Weezy got that motherfucking hustler
Ride to it yo, to it yo, vibe to it yo
Its real shit man, its real man, its how do it
How did it, how it
Its real shit man, its real boy, its how do it
How did it, how it, I ain't braggin', I ain't boastin'
the way it go I ain't braggin', I ain't boastin', this the way it is
Better guard your kids, your face
Guard body we warn the place, we here
Fuck its young money nigga