Ca**idy - I'm A Hustla - Street Mix/ Dirty Version lyrics

[Intro - Jay-Z] + (Ca**idy) n***a ask about me (yeah, yeah) n***a ask about me (yeah, yeah) n***a ask about me (yeah, yeah) n***a ask about me (yeah, 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!) n***a ask a... n***a-n***a ask about me (yeah!) n***a ask a... n***a-n***a ask about me (yeah!) I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey (yeah!) (This for all my n***as that's goin through the struggle...) I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey (yeah!) (..that's on the grind) n***a ask a... n***a-n***a ask about me (yeah!) (All my n***as that ever had to hustle to get at a dollar..) n***a ask a... n***a-n***a ask about me (yeah!) (..this for y'all man) I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey (yeah!) (Personality change, man) I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey (yeah!) (The Kid Ca**idy, this for the hood) [Verse 1 - Ca**idy] 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 n***as phoney so I only got a couple of homies If you a hustler I could-I could f** 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 d** 'Cause I could sell Raid to a bug I'm a hustler I can sell salt to a slug, 'cause [Chorus - Jay-Z] 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!) n***a ask a... n***a-n***a ask about me (yeah!) n***a ask a... n***a-n***a 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!) n***a ask a... n***a-n***a ask about me (yeah!) n***a ask a... n***a-n***a 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!) [Verse 2 - Ca**idy] 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 j**els 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 n***a 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 ba*tards doubt me I'm a hustler ask about, ask about me [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Ca**idy] 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 cla**mates 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 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, and [Chorus] [Outro - Ca**idy] This for all my n***as that's goin through The struggle that's on the grind All my n***as that ever had to hustle to get at a dollar This for y'all man, personality change, man He Kid Ca**idy, this for the hood {*echoes*}