Luyện nghe bài hát Hustler Musik

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

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

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

is the motivation
Facin' the avenue, touchin' the wall
Got the weed, got the gun gotta run when I that bird call, dang
Hop in that thang and merk off, off
You me, they call me "Birdman Junior"
Anybody murderer if Birdman it
Phantom of the opera all black tent, locked in
I can let them out, you can't get no shots in
Bulletproof, a nigga wit' a bullet roof
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 going for the two, if I'm open for the three
I'm a take it in a second, even if there's one second and I'm a it, it's nothin'
I don't take it for granted, I take it for nothin'.
I it for what it is worth to the turf motherfucker (yea)

I ain't never nobody I promise, I promise if you try me
He gone have to rewind this and make me go back
thing will go blat, that boy will lay flat so flat
That act is what I perform you haters
Got in my palm and I'm masturbatin'
Black Pan flies 'til I die, what you sayin'
Bathing Ape, Saint, Evisu, what I stay in
Got me feelin' like Scarface the Koheba
Streets reply I look right in a seater
You know I be out here ridin' a seater
Top floor of the four seasons, four of them
And they all know how to cook it up and look I got
But one know how the bag, bitch bundle up
See its a world so homey bundle up
We on this grind for nothin', so get ya hustle up.

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Man, man this be that musik
Young Weezy got motherfucking hustler musik, yo
So ride to it yo, and to it yo
I'm asking please please
Young Weezy got hustler musik
Young Weezy got motherfucking hustler musik
Ride to it yo, vibe to it yo, to it yo
Its shit man, its real talk 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 done it, I ain't braggin', I boastin'
This the way it go I braggin', I ain't boastin', this the way it is
Better guard your kids, guard face
Guard your we warn the place, we here
Fuck bitches its young nigga