(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 problem
You scramblers can't handle the problem, 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, Gat loud when
I send the shots, if its drama I'm like Douma you dinner ock
you is not no contender ock, I make em sick to they gut when I
Pick up the pen and jot, I grind all summer hustle all winter ock
i'm working wit a bird or two, you still a beginner ock
They bring in ships in when I cop, Scarface got em for 14/5
I get 'em 10 a wop, if its cake around break it down get 10 a rock
My click switch shifts at 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 the 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 to 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 knodded off, so I ain't fucking with nothing
If I'm not involved, My one liners make rhymers need tylenol, and I
Been sick with the hook since I wrote Got it off, for kiss and Eve, I
Flip the keys, got 20's from 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 talent and a plan, When I
Perform its more than 10,000 in the stands, I been getting thousands to
The gram, 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 Dylan from The Band, man, these niggaz
Acting like thugs, but they ain't never squeeze, these niggaz
Acting like bloods its but 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
Cuz I ain't never leave, ain't shit change, shit the same wit the
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]


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Thanks to (B.easy) for correcting these lyrics. May 12, 2008

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