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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 industry
wheezy, let's get it poppin'

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

Wheezy F baby, say the baby
Riding with your bitch, got on the lady
Triple these four tires on the whip
Young Carter slidin' out, I'm flyer than the

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

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

I hear the playa but I don't endorse such
I got the escalade, guts the tour bus
I got the styrofoam poured up with

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

I got vicadens, valiums I stoppin'
Got pot and heroin, ex, oxycontin, and that's how we
How can you that bop unless I'm be bopping
Yeah, when you hear that click
Cash nigga, I'm that shit, whose begging, uh

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

You're goddamn right, I'm myself
A chauffeur, no Sir, I'm wheelin'
Looking for a chick for self
So I can show her the suicides, and talk her killin' herself

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

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

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

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

But you can't put it past 'em
I got a Dan arm, I'm 'bout to throw some bullets past 'em
And the niggaz in the keep quotin' my lines
I don't jump ship, I keep floatin' in mine, long as I toting, I'm fine
I'mma have these dick sucking deep throatin' the nine

I jumped in the English ship, benzed
Terminator 2 chrome the engines dip
I'm reading scripts, no, not the
The box office shit, I box off this

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

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

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

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

They say, goes up is gon' definitely fall
the stars work success, it's my destiny y'all
Look, I tracks, I got the recipe y'all
You can't another cat that can mess with me y'all

At the all the hoes be molesting me y'all
I got broads cryin', tryin' to get to me y'all
I got broads cravin', to have sex with me y'all
Screamin', "Cash, you know how sexy you are

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

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

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

Burn the bridge and don't 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 bring every to the pond, and let 'em drink
I'd rather keep my wide open, instead of blink

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

But put a cheddar in cheese, guac a
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 ground

nothin' to pull out and blast you
I try to only resort to if I have to
But man niggaz out ain't playin' fair
So before the odds are even, I'm leavin' them there
And I ain't even playin', believe I'm saying here

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