Lirik Lagu Cassidy – Diary Of A Hustler
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don’t believe this n-gg- hustling, this n-gg- bluffing
look him in his eyes, the only time he cooking pies is in the kitchen oven
he a born liar, i’m on fire like the piff i’m puffin’
i’m high, so i’m about to blow, volcanic eruption
this new fix so it’s fake -ss better break fast
because this fool ain’t like an egg mc’m-ffin
he ain’t the only n-gg- f-ckin’ that sh-t he coughing
this hommie d-ck ain’t the only d-ck she’s sucking
i shrieked his wife, but i take it life,
cause she could barely take the pipe,
she told me i need a d-ck reduction
i’m so official, i let her blow the whistle
then send her home to you so she can kiss you
that sh-t disgusting
n-gg-s friending like they street pimping
i take women to the telly and get them jumping like they blake griffin
i’m on point like chris paul, when she taste the ace on that crystal, she cut like a jigsaw
the kid ball so you mad as f-ck
but i let the air blow at your afro, give you a c-ssie cut
i’m tired of rap n-gg-s acting though
yup, i’m rapping, i’ve been acting up since i came out of my daddy’s nuts
i’m on my grain, i do not sleep
too much adrenaline, my heart pump insulin, b-tch i’m not sweet
but you a sweety, you got diabetes
so you easily coulda’ died, you’re sugar high
i rap a verse if that don’t work, i’ma cook a pie
or try to make a dollar bill selling miley pills
even though i know that somebody will probably squeal
i’ma sill push weight like a n-gg- that body-builds
and everybody’s real, but they say they trigga’ blow
but i taught them n-gg-s snow high
how i catch them the body fill
if a pr-ck say that he don’t snitch, he probably will
snitching on my click will probably get somebody killed
for real
i’m placing a d-mn order
the next state i solve gonna cross the state border
you ain’t seen the sh-t that i seen
it’s a big difference between getting a man slaughtered and manslaughter
and you don’t want them goons kidnapping your d-mn daughter
tying your d-mn son up, if the money don’t come up
i’m trying to come up, so i’m running around
from when the sun goes down till the f-cking sun come up
that miley cris who’s f-cking my d-mn song up
and the dutch that i’m puffin, f-cking my d-mn lung up
but don’t compare me to these d-mn young bucks that ain’t done much
after we lock -ss, i what they pop as
i’m your old head, you better show respect to me
definitely for i give you p-ss-es a hysterectomy
hey, yo, none of these rap n-gg-s can mess with me
them n-gg-s is my sons, i’m about to get a vasectomy
punchlines is my specialty,
eversince i learned my abcs, mcs couldn’t f with me
i’ll pop your -ss, but i don’t mean s-xually,
cause my trigger finger itching like it got an std
all my lyrics is dumb,
you n-gg-s p-ssy, i put a hole in you, make your period come
i still part sh-t, say a lot of hot sh-t
i got hits, i just ain’t poppin cause i ain’t got sweets
sh-t, i chop bricks, i can’t give you stock tips
but i can show you how to cut keys like a locksmith
pot whip and go to the block with rock bagged up
make the junkies grab up to make your money add up
y’all i wouldn’t say i have bad luck,
but bad things could happen to good dudes doing bad stuff
but i never been shot or got stabbed up
and even when i ain’t had much i was still swagged up
but you can’t judge a book by it’s cover
that’s why i put together the diary of a hustler
you can’t, you can’t judge a book by it’s cover
that’s why i wut together the diary of a hustler
i’ve been in this game for years
but i’m feeling better than ever
i’m in a whole-never bag right now
i’m real c-cky with my sh-t
cause i know n-gg-s ain’t f-cking with me
i’ll produce this track and i just tore that f-ck apart
y’all n-gg-s better show me the respect i deserve
or i smack the sh-t out of one of you n-gg-s man
you already know what i’m rapping,
lawcity family is in the building
philly pistol venge is in the building
shout out to my n-gg- bishop
shout out to my n-gg- chubby swag jack
shout out to my n-gg- eeyore ap
and shout out to all the real goons in the street that got respect for a n-gg- like me
the diary of a hustler
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