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Yeah, I go by the of Cassidy, The Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz me
And we about to shut the down
wheezy, let's get it poppin'

Hit me, front that shit, this the side
Got a fat on your mouth wide
I've come to it outside, nah, do it right here
Hop out later ownin' everybody's home you fuckin' with

F baby, please say the baby
Riding with bitch, got keys on the lady
gold these four tires on the whip
Young Carter slidin' out, I'm than the whip

Yeah, than an angel, or hotter than the devil, the pot or kettle, uh
The metal let 'em burn like earth births, uh
If there's any beef, I come like Mertz, uh
Word up, eagle street I'm my curve up
We take your ice and turn you into sherbert

I got flow, I'm like sure, but if it's about dough, I'm sure 'nuff
I'm from the bird bunch, J R, you niggaz bird lunch
I see your lips but I ain't heard much
You see the moving, it look like pure punch

I the playa hating but I don't endorse such
I got the escalade, like the tour bus
I got the styrofoam poured up syrup

And in the little package is gone
Might I spend a deal with these Firestones?
I like Myer's bones, born in chromers
For the buyers chromosomes, I got

I got vicadens, valiums I ain't
Got pot and heroin, ex, oxycontin, and how we rockin'
How can you hear that bop I'm be bopping
Yeah, when you hear that click
Cash money nigga, I'm shit, whose begging, uh

That's what I'm about
Now Fab, spit at these and let them know
Why they ain't with you

You're right, I'm feelin' myself
A chauffeur, no Sir, I'm myself
for a chick chillin' for self
So I can her the suicides, and talk her into killin' herself

I'm having problems with wealth
But you wouldn't understand it, you get a million yourself
You niggaz got a deal for your health
Your CD is food, it just chills on the shelf

I spend big, at any time I can splurging
The twin cigs open like a heart surgeon
And I'm buttoned up, I'm just a blue crook
But I keep a stack thick as few college books, I got a new polished
And twenty dime bitches, to show y'all niggaz how my two look

The boy's got at least six on
So the guns gotta be at least midget
The money is like ten long
I throw bread around to turn pigeons on

I got some smoke just for puffers
The two twenty's make The Hustlers suffer
Plus fluffer, than a cotton ball
gotten calls, wantin' me to put the pot in malls

But nowadays you put it past 'em
I got a Dan Marino arm, I'm to throw some bullets past 'em
And the niggaz in the hood quotin' my lines
I jump ship, I keep floatin' in mine, long as I keep toting, I'm fine
I'mma have these dick sucking deep throatin' the nine

I jumped in the ship, benzed whip
It's Terminator 2 chrome the dip
I'm reading scripts, no, not the
The box office shit, I box off bitch

Jessica Alba, Dunst
And make a mil' off the first of months
These dudes be the first to
'Til family and friends is in limos, they in hearse in front

I'm in the top position, I can you a proposition
I'm in the top waitin' on the drop edition
To hell with the
I'mma a nigga down under like Australia vacations

Yeah this, is this?
My niggaz killed y'all and I'mma close the casket
I'm tryin' not to let this industry get the of me y'all
I work hard for the fame, the game's stressin' me
All do is complain what they expect from me y'all

From the Hood to Hollywood, they respectin' me
And even overseas they acceptin' me
All the ladies show me love, the reppin' me y'all
I get a lot of dirty money, so respect me or
But I'm all my checks, I'm investin' 'em all

say, what goes up is gon' definitely fall
Even the stars success, it's my destiny y'all
Look, I cook tracks, I got the y'all
You can't name another cat can mess with me y'all

At the shows all the hoes be molesting me
I got broads cryin', tryin' to get next to me
I got broads cravin', to have sex with me y'all
Screamin', "Cash, you don't how sexy you are

And I'm happy I'm alive, God's blessin' me
And all the problems that arrive, is God testin' me
So I pray everyday, but I ain't prayin' too
I be sinnin' everyday, so I ain't prayin' enough

And we all be beat, and I ain't saying I'm tough
But if it's beef I speak, I ain't saying "What's up?"
If it's beef when we meet, then I'm spaying up
Prraat, prraat, I ain't too much, and that's that

'Cause that cat you embracin' with
Might clap that gat, he got hate in his blood
Keep your at a distance and your enemies close
'Cause the folks you call friends, can the most
Some cats'll themselves if you give 'em a rope

Burn the bridge and give a boat, let 'em sink
Sometimes you gotta 'em some some time, to let 'em think
But sometimes you gotta give 'em the nine, and let 'em
You can't every horse to the pond, and let 'em drink
I'd rather keep my eyes open, instead of blink

As soon as eyes shut, them niggaz will ride up
And the guys that you trusted, be you tied up
And we all die, but I ain't ready to leave
That's why if it's petty, I'll be ready to squeeze

But put a in cheese, guac a moola
I pop the ruger, send hot shit through ya
Like booya, the sound when the pound bustin'
Ooh, ah, you'll be laying on the sufferin'

Clowning's nothin' to pull out and you
I try to only resort to violence if I to
But man out here ain't playin' fair
So the odds are even, I'm leavin' them layin' there
And I even playin', believe what I'm saying here

'Cause before this shit further
Your gets murdered and found in a hole in the grass
For tryin' to play that role, I'll stomp a mud hole in your ass
And this Cass, nigga I'm sick
Full surface I'm that shit, bitch