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 bitch

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 shit 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 shit

Y'all gon be the ones gettin none of this shit

If I could rhyme 4 bars with one word I would do that shit

So ima do this shit

Ima do this shit

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 "nigga 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

Fuckin Charles Woods

Dope homie, big flows

Coming straight from the hood

Thats the birth of Latin Hustle

The shit you be witnessing

By the time our shit out

All yall gon be listenin

Dont say we ain't shit 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 shit

And Latin Hustle be on that real shit

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

"Wassup, 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 shit

Y'all gon be the ones gettin none of this shit

If I could rhyme 4 bars with one word I would do that shit

So ima do this shit

Ima do this shit

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 shit was founded

By me and the nigga 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

Fucking up the program, I dont hit the bong

Making sure this will come out as a fucking 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 shit, 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 fucking 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 shit, 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 fucking rhymes

I ain't fucking around, killing beats is a crime

So I should go to jail, but my fucking 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 fucking rhyme

So I could live my own fucking 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 fucking 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 shit, 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 fucking die, no question that I will question why

So now I gotta go, goodbye and don't cry!