i’m a hustla lyrics – cassidy

(feat. jay-z)

[verse 1]
i’m a hustler, i’m a hustler homey
i got the product, narcotics for customers homey
feins open they be smoking like a m*ffler homey
n*gg*s phoney so i only got a couple of homey
if you a hustler i could, i could f*ck wit you homey
you spend a couple of bucks i stay in touch with you homey
i get money i get 20 to ki got 20 strip although i’m 20 today
i get cake from buds and haze i’m making dubs
they hating cause i’m on the grind like i’m making love
with cops got the block hot like a jamaican club
cop wait, wait for a droute then i make a fllod
try to take my cake you gone take a slug
but you can take my information if you taking drugs
cause i can sell raid to a bug
i’m a hustler i can sell salt to a slug

[chorus]
i’m a hustler, i’m a i’m a hustler homey
i’m a hustler, i’m a i’m a hustler homey
n*gg* ask about me n*gg* n*gg* ask about me

[verse 2]
married to the game, same bride just a new dru
i do more then just do to
cause my bills come in to soon, my son gone be two soon
royalty check come in like once in a bluemoon
but i’m getting my doe for doing shows
i made more money on the grind then on the road
that’s why i stay fly and flying on hoes
car’s are so cool,aston no shoes
just a rubberband on my wrist, no jewels
i ain’t got to prove i’m rich, i’m no fool
i know the rules i ain’t got time for it
but a n*gg* will shine when it’s time for it
and they will hateyou deal with the real cake
and they on the corner
from morning to real late
i deal weight and if you b*st*rds dought me
i’m a hustler ask about, ask about me

[chorus]

[verse 3]
yeah they made you got saved don’t be spend the change
in fifth grade i was hustling my genesis game
i was dumb young selling chew gum to my cl*ssmate
on the cash chase moving at a fast pace
never been a dummy never did what the dummies do
so i had a mill to burn before i turned 22
more money , more problem is true cause the more money
i make the more problem for you
yeah i used dude voice props to the boy sean
he made it a hot line i made a hot song
so stop drawing man you got to respect it
i’m the best swizz got to perfected don’t mess with
ca-double sid-ycause i became the best when big died
the kid do it big like pun cuse
i’m nice pac with the pen

/ cassidy lyrics