Verse 1:
Look, This song starts with a kid
Lets name him Alejandro Sanchez
Listen to Weezy, yeah you know who that is
But also coming from the streets
Handlin my biz
Good kid drinking soda, yeah you know that type that fiz
Bully startin problems but get off my griz
Cuz when I make it big ima make u my b**h
10 year old youngster and already getting doubted
But you should look at him now
He's already getting scouted
But back to the story , young kid that loves hip-hop
Dreamin bout the stages and his sh** being droped
He members listenin to Wayne sayin
"thats gonna be me!"
But he didn't have to dream he made it his reality
Wanting to have a dream but everybody mad at him
Cuz they hate the fact of him making it
But thats not up to them
Proving them wrong by writing rhymes till' 4 A.M
Hes gonna have all the haters hanging from a cherry stem
He gon hav money to blow like them Young Money men
And memories to blow so he won't cherish them
He knows being a rapper gon giv him more street cred
But every single night before going to sleep he said
Chorus:(2x)
Ima be the one gettin all of this sh**
Y'all gon be the ones gettin none of this sh**
If I could rhyme 4 bars with one word I would do that sh**
So ima do this sh**
Ima do this sh**
Verse 2:
So by now you probably know that this song bout me
Rappin bout this and that, the power dont come free
Writing 1 verse a day
I didn't write 3
But then came this rapper by the name of Young-E
13 year old 8th graders sharing the same dream
Haters wanna hate but we just said "n***a please!"
Then we met this girl by the name of Lady Flow
Wanna rap battle me
She had alot to show
Then came the one and only homie
f**in Charles Woods
Dope homie, big flows
Coming straight from the hood
Thats the birth of Latin Hustle
The sh** you be witnessing
By the time our sh** out
All yall gon be listenin
Dont say we ain't sh** cuz we know we gonna make it
Like I said "Ill take the world and shake it!"
But ill also take the rap world and remake it
Then show it to the haters got them saying
"Damn, they could take our words and just break it"
But haters also be the ones on that fake sh**
And Latin Hustle be on that real sh**
Dont listen to the doubters cuz they dont know what we about
And when we make it big, they gonna be the ones to shout
They gon come to us like
"Wa**up, member me, I use to be your homie!"
And ima be like
"Sorry, I dont know you, so you dont know me!"
So if you ever doubted me dont even bother talking to me
Where are all my people at, let me hear you scream!
Chorus: (2x)
Ima be the one gettin all of this sh**
Y'all gon be the ones gettin none of this sh**
If I could rhyme 4 bars with one word I would do that sh**
So ima do this sh**
Ima do this sh**
Verse 3:
Its time to go in and show off my talents
Cause I was told I would never make it, I was doubted
Now I can't get off my fly game, like im mounted
On a thirty foot tall horse, plus this sh** was founded
By me and the n***a E, we be leaving hoes pounded
Big dick criminals, big tit women, yo, am I outted?
Nah, not yet, I just started, you hoes be dumbfounded
I was told I would never amount to anything
Even if I do rap, I would like to tell you many sing
Shoutout to Flow, Terry, and Genny, gee
Yeah, you know Yutziri still got that ring
Woods coming in last but not least, like a B
And Latin Hustle coming in while were cumming on
This game, and we make sure our game stays strong
f**ing up the program, I dont hit the bong
Making sure this will come out as a f**ing dope song
So we got the whole crew on it with one voice
Lil Ace on it, along with Tracy and the boys
Making sick sh**, and bringing up the noise
And life comes with many different joys
So as Wayne said: "Ima pick the world up and
Ima drop it on your f**ing head"
So ima Drop The World, just like he said
He inspired me and Drake did too
Just like Little E got inspired too
And I'd rather have three girls than two
But one is all I need, Yutziri, thats the baby boo
And I'm just here with the Latin Hustle crew
Dropping sick sh**, my flows are doo doo
Who's amounting to nothing now?!
I just got asked for a spot to get signed
And all I have to do is make some f**ing rhymes
I ain't f**ing around, k**ing beats is a crime
So I should go to jail, but my f**ing life is mine
So I get to choose what happens and what doesn't
I'm cleaning up this game, right now I'm just dustin'
So watch out before my gat starts the bustin'
I disrespect everybody, momma says "stop cussin"
And this is just me, the little A-C-E
Insane in the membrane, Cypress Hill crazy
But maybe, these haters need to stop waisting
My time cause I need to f**ing rhyme
So I could live my own f**ing life
And so I can hurry up and get my wife
And she could live with me
And we gonna have fun
But till then, I'm just tryna be the son
That my dad loves and also the successful one
Almost done with this verse, but I ain't done
With my career, and I'm always packing a gun
Cause anything can happen
The worlds a crazy place, guns start poppin'
At any moment, paramedics be blood moppin'
And hood mothers always f**ing sobbin'
Cause their son just got shot for droppin'
A hand signal, mistaken for a gang sign
And her daughters saying "This dick's mine!"
Plus she getting ridden 24/7
Homies getting shot by the Seven-Eleven
And sh**, you know I Love Hip-Hop
That's just the truth, I love it nonstop
So ima get out the ghetto before the gun pop
And I get shot, dropped, and here comes the cops
So I do what I do and still I survive
Im just tryna revise my life and just stay alive
So if I f**ing die, no question that I will question why
So now I gotta go, goodbye and don't cry!