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I'm A Hustla (Street Mix/ Dirty Version)

Nigga ask about me (Yeah)

Nigga ask about me (Yeah)

Nigga ask about me (Yeah)

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 nigga nigga ask about me (Yeah)

Nigga ask nigga nigga ask about me (Yeah)This for all my niggas that's in the struggle that's on the grind

All my niggas that ever had to hustle to get at a dollar, this for y'all man

Personality changed man,

The kid Cassidy, this for the hoodI'm a hustler, I'm a hustler homey

I got the product, narcotics for the customers homey

Feins open they be smoking like a muffler homey

niggas phony 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 stay in touch with you homey

I get money I get 20 to K I got 20 strips all doin' 20 a day

I get cake from buds and haze I'm making dubs

they hating 'cause I'm on the grind like I'm making love

when cops got the block hot like Jamaican clubs

cop weight, wait for a drought and then make it flood

try to take my cake you gon' take a slug

But you can take my information if you taking drugs

cause I can sell raid to a bug

I'm a hustler I can sell salt to a slug[Chorus: x2]

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 nigga nigga ask about me (Yeah)

Nigga ask 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 getting my doe for doing shows

I made more money on the grind then on the road

that's why I stay fly and flying on hoes

car's are so cool, Aston no shoes

just a rubber band on my wrist, no jewels

I ain't got to prove I'm rich, I'm no fool

I know the rules 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 morning to real late

I deal weight and if you bastards doubt me

I'm a hustler ask about, ask about me[Chorus: x2]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)Yeah they made you got saved don't be spend the change

In fifth grade I was hustling my Genesis game

I was dumb young selling chew gum to my classmates

on the cash chase moving 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 problem is true

'cause the more money I make the more problem for you

yeah I used dude voice props to the boy Sean

he made it a hot line I made a hot song

So stop drawing man you got to respect it

I'm the best Swizz got it perfected don't mess with

C-A-double S-I-D-Y 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[Chorus: x2]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)All my niggas that ever had to hustle to get at a dollar, this for y'all man

Personality changed man,

The kid Cassidy, this for the hood man

Songwriters

Carter, Shawn C / Dean, Kasseem / Mosley, Timothy Z / Reese, BarryPublished by

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