Ca**idy - I'm A Hustla (remix) lyrics

(feat. Jay-Z) [Chorus - Jay-Z] n***a ask about me n***a ask about me n***a ask about me n***a 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 n***a ask a... n***a-n***a ask about me n***a ask a... n***a-n***a 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 n***a ask a... n***a-n***a ask about me n***a ask a... n***a-n***a 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 - Ca**idy] I'm so nice 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 synagogue, Shaq start to get loud when I send the shots, hit this drama I'm like Douma you dinner opp Cause you's not no contender opp, I make um sick to they gut when I Pick up the pen and jot, I grind on summer hustle all winter opp You working wit a burger to, you still a beginner opp They bring in chips in when I co*k, Scarface died of a 14/5 I give 'em 10 a watt, lets get around break it down get 10 a rot My clip switch is at 6 and 10 o'clock, I workin with the raw thug 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 been to the pen or not p**y 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 n***a ask a... n***a-n***a ask about me n***a ask a... n***a-n***a 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 n***a ask a... n***a-n***a ask about me n***a ask a... n***a-n***a 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 - Ca**idy] You a b**h a** n***a, snitch a** n***a, I'm the type to get cash Quick fast n***a, Ca** is a rich a** n***a, I got it on smash I make Hits and your sh** trash n***a, naw you ain't hot at all, so when the Media asks if I f** 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 f**ing 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 off, for kissin 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 muthaf**a, I'm a pretty type guy Flyer than a muthaf**a, I'm a hustler wit time and a plan, When I Perform its more than 2000 in the stands, I been getting thousands to 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 n***az Acting like thugs, but they ain't never squeeze, these n***az Acting like bloods its cuz they ain't never bleed, we all thugs 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, and sh** change, sh** 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 [Chorus]