[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 - 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
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 - Cassidy]
You a bitch ass n***a, snitch ass n***a
I'm the type to get cash quick fast n***a
Cass is a rich ass n***a
I got it on smash I make hits and your shit trash n***a
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 n***az acting like thugs, but they ain't never squeeze
These n***az 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