[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 that 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 it`s drama I`m like Dahmer do dinner ock
cause you`s not no contender ock
I make um sick to they gut when I pick up the pen and jot
I grind all summer hustle all winter ock
You working wit a bird or two, you still a beginner ock
They bring the ships in when I cop
Scarface got `em for 14/5 I get `em 10 a wop
It`s cake around break it down get 10 a rock
My click switch shifts at 6 and 10 o`clock
I`m workin with the raw dog 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 or been to the pen or not
Pussy 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
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
Maw 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 rapping I knotted 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 All
For Kiss and 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 motherfucker
I`m a pretty type guy flyer than a mother
I`m a hustler wit talent and a plan
When I perform it`s more than 10,000 in the stands
I been 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 because 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 it`s cause they ain`t never bleed
We all dogs 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
