Tom: E minor•
Verse 1
here (let's go Weezy)
Slim baby, I see you (yes)
Verse 2
make the hustlas
Hustlas make the world go 'round
Am
The world is made of keys,
ounces and pounds (okay)
Em
The keys, ounces and pounds is
Bm
made from hustlas (yeah)
Am
See how shit come back
'round for ya? (Yeah)
Em
Gotta cop it, chop it and cook it
Bm
See how shit come back
Gotta kick in the oven now watch it bubble
Em
And you can knock on my door
the hustle (alright)
Em
Am
But I- it's like a game of twenty-
Em
one and I got nineteen
Bm
Em
Bm
And my Jake but I put more D on me
eat that's how it is
Em
Got insurance on the floor,
Am
Bm
Em
man I'm that positive
Bm
Am
And I'm shaggy in the saggy lens (ooh)
Em
Me and my squad in the paddy
wagon tally Benz (ooh)
Bm
Am
And you know I put the mags
on that (ooh)
Em
.45 MAC with the flash on that
Bm
Who want it, yeah, yeah,
Verse 3
Everybody sing along
Em
Now I'ma ride 'cause I got ridin'
Bm
Am
in my bloodline
And I'ma shine 'cause I got
Em
shinin' in my bloodline
I get that dough 'cause I got
Bm
Am
hustle in my bloodline
Em
I bleed concrete (I hear that,
people)
Verse 4
Em
Now I'ma ride 'cause I got ridin'
Bm
Am
in my bloodline
And I'ma shine 'cause I got
Em
shinin' in my bloodline
I get that dough 'cause I got
Bm
Am
hustle in my bloodline
I bleed concrete (I hear that)
Verse 5
Bm
I move out with the raw (okay)
Am
I move out with the squad (okay)
To his album we ride we so
Bm
I throw lives and lowest to live
Em
Am
For my loaf of bread the people's player
Em
I did what the culture said (alright)
Bm
And I live by the coast of Nostra
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder
Em
from your head (nigga)
Bm
Get it right I'm a soldier 'til
This kid is white with buttonholes
I'm pumpin' O's with
Bm
Em
lots of hay (oh)
Bm
Am
I'm so high (yeah) and really
I don't even know why (uh)
Em
But oh I just go buy a whole house
Bm
Am
An d lay my mat down lay her back down
Em
But I never put my mack down (yeah)
You see the thug in me (alright)
Am
You know Weezy he the young son
of Bubba- be (alright)
Em
Buy my basketball shorts
Bm
with a thunder be (oh)
Am
If you want it then come to me
Verse 6
Em
Now I'ma ride 'cause I got ridin'
Bm
Am
in my bloodline
And I'ma shine 'cause I got
Em
shinin' in my bloodline
I get that dough 'cause I got
Bm
hustle in my bloodline
Am
I bleed concrete (I hear that,
Verse 7
Em
Now I'ma ride 'cause I got
Am
ridin' in my bloodline
And I'ma shine 'cause I got
Em
shinin' in my bloodline
I get that dough 'cause I got
Bm
Am
hustle in my bloodline
I bleed concrete (ah, I hear that)
Verse 8
Bm
Em
Only follow the code of the
Bm
Am
streets (Iknow)
Live bad to die good
Em
Know how to move when hust
lin' by the days with no food
Bm
Em
Bm
Am
But just so I can eat (fuck)
And ain't it a bitch
And if you see me gettin' fat I'm
Em
probably gettin' rich (yeah)
Bm
And you probably can see me for
And after that it's all bricks (you know)
Em
Bm
A fake and my palm is wrapped
Bm
Am
And my arm because the dirty
south is straight Vietnam (yeah)
I'm askin' you don't play with
Shots hit your ass and make
three of y'all
Em
It'll take three of y'all to fill
Am
'Cause I did and do shit that's
better than new shit (what)
Em
Fit for two clips (what)
Bm
The kid is a nuisance (yeah)
Em
Bm
Am
Aw man, he's inspired by his
own gangsta music (and)
And a Blueprint
Em
Bm
Cruisin' through stoop with the ewe lit
Am
Like ooh shit, this is more than weed,
Em
it's 500 Degreez (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Verse 9
Em
Now I'ma ride 'cause I got
ridin' in my bloodline
Am
Em
And I'ma shine 'cause I got
shinin' in my bloodline
I get that dough 'cause I got
hustle in my bloodline
Am
Em
I bleed con crete (I hear that,
people)
Verse 10
Em
Now I'ma ride 'cause I got
ridin' in my bloodline
Am
Em
And I'ma shine 'cause I got
shinin' in my bloodline
I get that dough 'cause I got hustle in my
bloodline (ayy, I hear that, man)
Am
I bleed concrete (I hear that, man)
Verse 11
Em
Bm
Yeah, we so jiggy up in here right now,
people
Am
I mean, if you was to spark a flame,
this whole place might erupt
Em
You know what I'm sayin'?
Bm
This right here is music, baby
Em
Mannie Fresh at his best
Bm
Please believe, believe it,
Am
please
You gotta see me,
Em
Am
Bm
baby (Slim the mentor)
F
Am
F
You know what I'm say
Am
in'?
Em
Weezy the youngin', Baby get it right
Bm
Am
Just the Birdman, you know
Am
Em
Big G, Stone, Micky, Pooh
Bm
I mean, it's just a real thing
Em
Bm
Am
around here
You know what I'm talking about, right?
Em
Yeah
Bm
Am
You gotta nod your head to this, yeah
Nod your head 'til that bitch fall off
Em
Bm
You know what I'm sayin'?
Em
Bm
TQ man, you're the most gang
Am
sta singer I know, dawg
Bm
We jiggy like I said, baby
the motherfucka fall off
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Em
Bm
Am
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