I'm a natural born hustla, see I aint gota tell you, you can see it, every ones a customa, and with a simple conversation, ill make you belive it that
Richie)* Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, shot callas, all of us. T for tech out to get the scratch, it ain't easy, bitch believe me. Pimps, playas, hustlas
heaven for my little girl Please let her be a hustla, baby, be a hustla Hope my baby girl grows up to be a hustla Let her be a hustla, baby, be a hustla
the streets Hustlin hard takin what you can get , but you steady reminiscing on 50,000 a week A playa mode is about how to look good and different methods on how to cut that hoe Hustle
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy, The Hustler And I brought two of my niggaz with me And we about to shut the industry down Aiyyo wheezy, let's get it
[Intro] I still move work, from the A.M. to the P.M. Niggaz got beef, I'ma spray 'em when I see 'em [2X] [Cassidy] I pump on the street from the A.M.
' and huggin' girl, lickin' and suckin' girl Ya body is the truth and you cute as a button girl And you know I sold rock and I be hustlin' girl The pot
Do my ladies run this motherfucker? (Smoke sumthin' tonight, drink sumthin' tonight) Do my thugs run this motherfucker? (Who fuckin' tonight, is you fuckin
to a bug I'm a hustla, I can sell salt to a slug, 'cause I'm a hustla, I'm a, I'm a hustla, homey I'm a hustla, I'm a, I'm a hustla, homey N*** ask
This is for the grown and sexy This is for the grown and sexy This is for the grown and sexy This is for the grown and sexy If you down with me then
P, Shine, Beanie Segal, Lil? Kim Is it because I?m black? Is it because I?m black? When you black you got to hustle, got to struggle and strive And
like to introduce Cassidy the Problem [Cass the Problem] It's the problem bitch [A] And in that corner is Cassidy the Hustla [Cass the Hustla] It's the hustler
Yo, Cass what up son? Whats goin' on playboy? How it looking over there You know I got me a good one and all that Oh, okay, okay You know I got me something
It's called crack, it got my man and 'em shot I said crack, what niggaz sell for the cash Crack, got the women selling their ass Crack, what the feins use to get high And the hustlers
Yea, he he, Don Quan Original God's Son Nas That nigga Cass rules, what up baby Y'all niggaz is crazy, to think Y'all niggaz can't fade me, trick these
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance My hoodie on with my gun in my pants Yeah, okay I'm ready to get my drink on, on this one Let's go Chillin'
enjoy a little fame I was told it's a crazy world, well I was born crazy too 1982, they said I was a baby who Always started trouble, start to hustle
