[Chorus - Jay-Z]
N**** ask about me n**** ask about me
N**** ask about me n**** ask about me
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**** ask a... n****-n**** ask about me
N**** ask a... n****-n**** ask about me
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**** ask a... n****-n**** ask about me
N**** ask a... n****-n**** ask about me
I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey
I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey
[Verse 1 - Cassidy]
I'm so nice I'd bet my life I guess I got gambling problems
You scramblers can't handle the problems, STOP, I win a lot
when I bet so I spend a lot, the rocks on my neck they weigh more
than a cinder block, to move forward I had to guard and defend the
rock and I got more blocks than synagogue, Shaq start to get loud when
I send the shots, hit this drama I'm like Douma you dinner opp
cause you's not no contender opp, I make um sick to they gut when I
pick up the pen and jot, I grind on summer hustle all winter opp
You working wit a burger to, you still a beginner opp
They bring in chips in when I cock, Scarface died of a 14/5
I give 'em 10 a watt, lets get around break it down get 10 a rot
My clip switch is at 6 and 10 o'clock, I workin with the raw thug
and I be in the spot, you working with the law thug you should of
been a cop, I don't care if you've been shot been to the pen or not
p***y I'll pull it, give you A bullet in a box
[Chorus - Jay-Z]
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**** ask a... n****-n**** ask about me
N**** ask a... n****-n**** ask about me
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**** ask a... n****-n**** ask about me
N**** ask a... n****-n**** ask about me
I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey
I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey
[Verse 2 - Cassidy]
You a b**** a** n****, snitch a** n****, I'm the type to get cash
quick fast n****, Cass is a rich a** n****, I got it on smash I make
hits and your s**t trash n****, naw you ain't hot at all, so when the
media asks if I f**k wit a lot of y'all I'm like not at all, the last
cat I heard rapping I knotted off, so I ain't f**king with nothing
if I'm not involved, My one liners make rhymers need tylenol, and I've
been sick with the hook since I wrote Got it off, for kissin Eve, I
flip the keys, I got 20's of the Christmas trees with no sticks and
seeds, that'll get you higher than a muthaf**ka, I'm a pretty type guy
flyer than a muthaf**ka, I'm a hustler wit time and a plan, When I
perform its more than 2000 in the stands, I been getting thousands to
the grams, that's why I'm on the cover of the Source with 10,000 in
my hand, the reason I be smiling for my fans, is because I ain't
trying lose my deal like I'm Dylon from The Band, man, these n****z
acting like thugs, but they ain't never squeeze, these n****z
acting like bloods its cuz they ain't never bleed, we all thugs I'm
a better breed and you can't say that I don't come back to the hood
cuz I ain't never leave, and s**t change, s**t the same wit this
cheddar cheese, I just cop betta coke and smoke betta weed, I'm single
so I get the hoes that I want, I had the #1 single and went gold
in a month what you want
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