Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm A Hustla, artist - Cassidy. Date of issue: 27.06.2005
Record label: J Records
Song language: English
I'm A Hustla |
| I’m a hustler, I’m a-I'm a hustler homey |
| I got the product, narcotics for the customers homey |
| Fiend’s open they be smokin like a muffler homey |
| Niggaz phoney so I only got a couple of homies |
| If you a hustler I could-I could fuck wit you homey |
| You spend a couple of bucks I’ll stay in touch with you homey |
| I get money I get 20 a K, I got 20 strips all doin 20 a day — ay! |
| I get cake from buds and haze I’m makin dubs |
| They hatin cause I’m on the grind like I’m makin love |
| Wit cops got the block hot like a Jamaican clubs |
| Cop wait, wait for a drought and then I make a flood |
| Try to take my cake you gon’take a slug |
| But you can take my information if you takin drugs |
| 'Cause I could sell Raid to a bug |
| I’m a hustler I can sell salt to a slug, 'cause |
| I’m a hustler, I’m a-I'm a hustler homey (yeah!) |
| I’m a hustler, I’m a-I'm a hustler homey (yeah!) |
| Nigga ask a… nigga-nigga ask about me (yeah!) |
| Nigga ask a… nigga-nigga ask about me (yeah!) |
| I’m a hustler, I’m a-I'm a hustler homey (yeah!) |
| I’m a hustler, I’m a-I'm a hustler homey (yeah!) |
| Nigga ask a… nigga-nigga ask about me (yeah!) |
| Nigga ask a… nigga-nigga ask about me (yeah!) |
| I’m a hustler, I’m a-I'm a hustler homey (yeah!) |
| I’m a hustler, I’m a-I'm a hustler homey (yeah!) |
| I’m married to the game, same bride just a new groom |
| I do more then just do tunes |
| 'Cause my bills come in too soon, my son gon’be two soon |
| Royalty checks come like once in a blue moon |
| But I’m gettin my dough from doin shows |
| I made more dough on the grind than goin’gold |
| That’s why I stay fly and I’m flagon on hoes |
| Floss is so cool, in Austin 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 and, I ain’t got time for it But a nigga will shine, when it’s time for it And they will hate you deal with the real cake |
| And they on the corner from mornin to real late |
| I deal weight and if you bastards doubt me |
| I’m a hustler ask about, ask about me Yeah paid you got saved don’t be spend the change |
| In fifth grade I was hustlin my Genesis games |
| I was dumb young sellin chewin gum to my classmates |
| On the cash chase movin 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 problems"is true |
| Because the more money I make, the more problems for you |
| Yeah I used dude voice props to the boy Shawn |
| He made it a hot line I made a hot song |
| So, stop drawin man you got to respect it |
| I’m the best Swizz got to perfected don’t mess wit |
| 'Cause I became the best when B-I-G died |
| The Kid do it big like P-U-N |
| 'Cause I’m nice P-A-C with the P-E-N, and |
| This for all my niggaz that’s goin through |
| The struggle that’s on the grind |
| All my niggaz that ever had to hustle to get at a dollar |
| This for y’all man, personality change, man |
| he Kid Cassidy, this for the hood |