Cust or CUST may refer to:
Cust is a rural village in the South Island of New Zealand. It is located in North Canterbury and comes under seat of the Waimakariri District Council. It is located approximately 16 km east of Oxford and 17 km west of Rangiora. The town is named after Sir Edward Cust, who was a member of the Canterbury Association which organised European settlement of the area around 1850. Earlier names for the town were Moeraki Downs and Middleton-on-the-Cust.
Cust School is Cust's only school. It is a state co-educational full primary school with a decile rating of 10 and a roll of 138 students (as of November 2015). The principal is Robert Schuyt.
For more than 20 years, a metalled-road racing circuit at Cust was used as the venue for the New Zealand Grand Prix for motorcycling. The Easter event, last held in 1963, would swell the village population to 25,000.
The average temperature in summer is 16.2 °C, and in winter is 5.9 °C.
Cust is a surname which may have derived from the given name 'Constance'.
cha cha tha hustler full surface lawserny family
dem awards rappers ussauly bring home i aint get
cause i aint shit
and i aint sell enough ringtones
u cant be the king on the throne unless u mess wit males
i aint a homo so i dont expect to sell
but i expect to get respect fuck record sells
if a niggah disrespect me he can catch a shell
but for first degree you get the death penalty
or life with out the possibility dat means death or jail
unless u tell or rat on somebody else
or put ur body on somebody else yea that will probally help
but if u snitch just body ur self
put the chrome to ur own dome and hollow urself
man my style so smooth that my trial made the news
i came home and spent a couple hundered thou on some jewls
ima pimp but i dont rock crocodile shoes
i pop tha 2 and make a nigga crocidile food oo
look at him wa
im steady grindin steady rhymin steady puffin
steady drinkin steady thinkin steady hustlin
chic^s niggahs tryin to get im already fuc^in
im steady pipin u steady wifin steady cuffin
dog u just barkin talkin very tuf and
catch a cace and start talkin like teddy rupspin
homie said he got a body but i bet he bluffin
he dont clap lead that cat jus a crack head
and that shit right there leave cats dead
i dont fucc wit that im jus hase and conyac head
i use 2 stack bread before the heads were that big
thats y u hear my music bumpin like blackheads
i dont think rap dead but cats just doin it wrong
i dont no wat be goin on wen dey doin a song
i dont no y he even put that verse on da song
he probally high and that shit he be doin is strong
he been moved out the hood he been gone 2 long
he dont no wats poppin off
dat nigga cotton soft
but im from philly we really lettin da choppas off
u keep claimin u a hustler who u coppin off
or who coppin from u who u knockin off
u dont sell nuthin but records niggah knock it off
yo gurl mopped me off yea i knocked her off
and yall start kissin like right afta i dropped her off
yea da hustla