Hustler Musik 创作者：
Lil Wayne

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Verse 1
Em Em 
 
Hit me
D D 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Pshh, right in the sternum this time,
T-Baby
C C 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Em Em 
 
Shit, Shit, you already know,
you already know, you already know
Damn
Bm Bm 
 
Shit, this that hustler music
Young Weezy got that motherfucking
C C 
 
hustler music
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
So ride to  it, y'all, vibe to  it,
y'all, damn

Verse 2
Em Em 
 
Goddamn, Mix done hit a nigga in
D D 
 
his head with this one
I'ma paint the city red with this one
C C 
 
G G 
 
I'm ahead with this one
Am Am 
 
B B 
 
See, you're fucking with the boy
Em Em 
 
who tote toys way before Christmas
No assistance,
D D 
 
just that persistence with that commitment, if
I don't get it, somebody gon' die tonight
C C 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
I know my vibe is tight and I
B B 
 
deserve the throne
Em Em 
 
And if the kid ain't right,
then let me die in this song
See, I be riding, just riding alone
D D 
 
With my daddy on my mind like,
"You gotta be kidding"
C C 
 
G G 
 
How the hell you ain't here to see
Am Am 
 
B B 
 
your prince do his thing?
Em Em 
 
Sometimes I wanna drop a tear,
but no emotions from a king
Shall be, so I be who I be, that's me
D D 
 
That's Weezy F. Baby,
C C 
 
and please say the motherfucking
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
B B 
 
So I be who I be, that's me
Em Em 
 
That's Weezy F. Baby,
B B 
 
and please say the motherfucking

Verse 3
Em Em 
 
Baby, you gotta know
that I'm just out here
Bm Bm 
 
Doing what I gotta do for me and you,
C C 
 
and we eating
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
B B 
 
So, bitch, why the fuck
Em Em 
 
is you tripping?
I'm taking these chances
My head to the sky, my feet on the ground
D D 
 
Bm Bm 
 
My fingers to the judge,
if the money don't move
C C 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Then I won't budge, won't budge
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
No, I   won't budge, no, Lord

Verse 4
Em Em 
 
Money is the motivation,
facing the avenue
D D 
 
Back touching the wall,
got the weed, got the gun
C C 
 
G G 
 
Gotta run when I hear the bird
Am Am 
 
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
call (brr), damn (brr)
Hop in that thing and murk off,
swerve off
You know me, they call me Birdman
Junior (ah-ah)
D D 
 
Anybody murderer if Birdman sponsor it (for sure, nigga,
get you, you heard?)
C C 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Phantom of the Opera, all black,
B B 
 
guap tint, locked-in
Em Em 
 
I   can let them shots out,
you can't get no shots in
Bulletproof, leave a nigga
with a bullet roof
D D 
 
Shoot you in your mouth, Leroy,
they call him bullet tooth
C C 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
I'm like, "What it do?
B B 
 
What it do?"
Em Em 
 
There's a full-court pressure,
pressure, I'm just going for the two
If I'm open for the three,
I'ma take it in a second
D D 
 
Even if there's one second,
I'ma make it, it's nothing
C C 
 
G G 
 
I don't take it for granted,
Am Am 
 
I don't take it for nothing
Em Em 
 
I take it for what it's worth to the dirt,

Verse 5
motherfucker, yeah
Em Em 
 
Baby, you gotta know that
I'm just out here
Bm Bm 
 
Doing what I gotta do for me and you,
C C 
 
and we eating
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
B B 
 
So, bitch, why the fuck
Em Em 
 
is you tripping?
I'm taking these chances
My head to the sky, my feet on the ground
D D 
 
Bm Bm 
 
My fingers to the judge,
if the money don't move
C C 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Then I won't budge, won't budge
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
No, I   won't budge, no, Lord

Verse 6
Em Em 
 
I   ain't never killed nobody, I promise
D D 
 
And I promise if you try me,
C C 
 
he gon' have to rewind this track
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
And make me go back,
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
that thing'll go  rrat
That boy'll lay flat, so flat
That act is what I perform
amongst you haters
D D 
 
Got Nina in my palm and
I'm masturbating
C C 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Black Peter Pan, fly 'til I die,
B B 
 
what you're saying?
Em Em 
 
Bathing Ape, Yves Saint,
Evisu what I stay in
Got me feeling like Scarface,
D D 
 
light the Cohiba
Streets reply, I look right in a four-seater
C C 
 
Bm Bm 
 
You You know I be out here
Am Am 
 
right in a four-seater
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
Top Top floor of the Four Seasons
Four of them whores
And they all know how to cook it up
And look, I got some
D D 
 
And only one know how to bag,
bitch, bundle up
C C 
 
B B 
 
Am Am 
 
See, it's a cold world,
B B 
 
so homie, bundle up
Em Em 
 
We  ain't on this grind for
B B 
 
nothing, now get your hustle up

Verse 7
Em Em 
 
Baby, you gotta know
that I'm just out here
Bm Bm 
 
Doing what I gotta do for me and you,
C C 
 
and we're eating
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
B B 
 
So, bitch, why the fuck
Em Em 
 
is you tripping?
I'm taking these chances
My head to the sky,
my feet on the ground
D D 
 
Bm Bm 
 
My fingers to the judge,
D D 
 
if the money don't move
C C 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Then I won't budge, won't budge
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
No, I   won't budge, no, Lord
Baby, you gotta know
that I'm just out here
Bm Bm 
 
Doing what I gotta do for me and you,
C C 
 
and we're eating
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
B B 
 
So, bitch, why the fuck
Em Em 
 
is you tripping?
I'm taking these chances
My head to the sky, my feet on the ground
D D 
 
Bm Bm 
 
My fingers to the judge,
D D 
 
if the money don't move
C C 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Then I won't budge, won't budge
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
No, I   won't budge, no, Lord

Verse 8
D D 
 
Man, man, this be that hustler mu sic
Bm Bm 
 
Young Weezy got that motherfucking
Em Em 
 
hustler mu  sic, y'all
B B 
 
So ride to it, y'all,
Em Em 
 
and vibe to  it, y'all
B B 
 
I'm asking y'all, please, please
Young Weezy got that hustler music
Bm Bm 
 
Young Weezy got that motherfucking
B B 
 
hustler mu sic
C C 
 
B B 
 
Ride to it, y'all, vibe to it, y'all,
Em Em 
 
vibe to  it, y'all, yeah, yeah, woo

Verse 9
D D 
 
It's real shit, man, it's real talk, man
It's how we do it, how we did
C C 
 
it, how we done it, ayy
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
B B 
 
It's real shit, man, it's real talk, boy
Em Em 
 
It's how we do it, how we
did it, how we done it
I ain't bragging, I ain't boasting,
it's the way it go
D D 
 
I ain't bragging, I ain't boasting,
it's the way it is
B B 
 
Better guard your kids, guard your face
Em Em 
 
Better guard your body,
we warned the place
We here
Fuck bitches, it's Young Money, nigga