(feat Jay-Z)
[Chorus - Jay-Z]
Nigga ask about me nigga ask about me
Nigga ask about me nigga 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
Nigga ask a nigga-nigga ask about me
Nigga ask a nigga-nigga 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
Nigga ask a nigga-nigga ask about me
Nigga ask a nigga-nigga 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 a center got, Shaq style the gat loud when
I send the shots, if its drama I'm like Dahmar you dinner opp
cause you is not no contender opp, I make um sick to they gut when I
Pick up the pen and jot, I grind all summer hustle all winter opp
You working wit a bird or 2, you still a beginner opp
They bringin ships in when I cop, Scarface got em for 145
I get 'em 10 a watt, theres cake around break it down get 10 a rock
My clip switch shifts thats 6 and 10 o'clock, Im workin with the raw dawg
And I be in the spot, you working with the law dawg you should of
Been a cop, I don't care if you've been shot or been to the pen or not
Pussy I'll pull it, give you every 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
Nigga ask a nigga-nigga ask about me
Nigga ask a nigga-nigga 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
Nigga ask a nigga-nigga ask about me
Nigga ask a nigga-nigga 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 bitch ass nigga, snitch ass nigga, I'm the type that get cash
Quick fast nigga, Cass is a rich ass nigga, I got it on smash I make
Hits and your shit trash nigga, naw you ain't hot at all, so when the
Media asks if I fuck wit a lot of y'all I'm like not at all, the last
Cat I heard rap man I nodded off, so I ain't fucking 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 muthafucka, I'm a pretty type guy
Flyer than a muthafucka, I'm a hustler wit time and a plan, When I
Perform it's more than 10000 in the stands, I beens getting thousands for
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 cause I ain't
Trying lose my deal like I'm Dylon from The Band, man, these niggaz
Acting like thugs, but they ain't never squeeze, these niggaz
Acting like bloods 'cause they ain't never bleed, we all dawgs I'm
A better breed and you can't say that I don't come back to the hood
'cause I ain't never leave, and shit change, shit 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
[Chorus]