american hustler

Singer:fred the godson

uh

fred the godson aka big bronx

i'd like to welcome y'all

to ah

the show

i'm so witty with it

i'd like to umm

bring to y'all my man

tyler woods aka big carolina

city of god!

aka young curtis

shit

i'm too witty with it

y'all

let's get it

dj drama

fred

good feel

he got them lines and all

you ain't real

what you rhymin' for?

the nines i draw

i shot him in that restaurant

and left him a fossil

the whole diner saw

hah

labels sayin' i'ma sign for sure

'cause when i flow i appeal to 'em

tylenol

nicer than me

you couldn't find a boy

i got the mic

you harold miner

no?!

uh

i move strategic

don't question me unless it's 'bout some millions

regis

i can't conceited

just gotta see it

i breathe this

you nice 'cause you in a good mood

i don't believe this

tryin' too hard

ha

you make me laugh

i flow smoother than a baby's ass

i'm the go to

i'll coach you

just pay me cash

i won't coach you on the arm

ladies bag

ooohh

i might remind you of a hustler

ooouu

a hustler

aah

yeah

i might remind you of a gangsta

ooouu

a gangsta

hah

tell me

flow cash

just somethin' to bank with

so them lines i dress it up

banquet

i tried to dumb it down

just some shit they can't get

they can't spit

hah

you see my checks get cheese like the w-i-c

and make ya hoe tell like the w

i see

hah

i'm a

they

with the rock

i keep the fiends high see

makin' 'em nervous

why you spittin' for?

walk to the service

biddin' war

new body tahoe

the block swervin'

since march 9th i never did like them box suburbans

i'm smooth like a finger roll

gervin

i gain weight

but i still got it

earvin

get it? now you learnin'

magic

real name earvin

tyler sing the sermon

hey

i might remind you of a hustler

ooouu

a hustler

aah

yeah

i might remind you of a gangsta

ooouu

a gangsta

hah

tell me

i'm too witty with it

really run the city with it

got the semi

you don't really wanna see me with it

ten stacks in 20s

i'm obsessed

like florence

jeffersons made me a mess

hah

they say i maybe the best

we can play like mother may

you made me upset

we can say in the month of may

i made me a lex

way the fiends touch the base

say i may meet the mets

yes

they front 'til the hammer spray

black wife beater

come here anna may

the desert easy i got it loaded

and i got diabetes so i can't sugar coat it

think about the lines the source should've quoted

if it sounds like mines

then who you thought done wrote it?

i help winnin'

i rap in a shaq jersey

i'm self centered

hah

wait a minute

ooohh

i might remind you of a hustler

ooouu

a hustler

aah

yeah

i might remind you of a gangsta

ooouu

a gangsta

hah

tell me

oouuu

ahhh

gonna talk about it

Lyric Context: american hustler - fred the godson