Jay-Z

Texty písní Alba

Can't Knock the Hustle

I'm making short term goals, wonder whether foes

just put away the leathers and put ice on the gold

chilly with enough bail money to free a big Willy

high stakes, I got more at stake than Philly

shopping sprees, coping three, deuce fever I guess its fully loaded,

ah yes,

bouncing in the lex luger, tires smoke like Buddha

50 g's to the crap shooter,

niggas can't fade me

chrome socks beaming, through my peripheral I see ya scheming

stop dreamin', I leave ya body steaming

niggas is feening, what's the meaning

I'm leaning on any nigga intervening with the sound of my money machine-in

my cuff running over with hundreds

I'm one of the best niggas that done it

six digits and running,

y'all niggas don't want it

I got the godfather flow, the don Juan Demarco

swear to god, don't get it fucked up

[Chorus - Mary J. Blige]

taking out this time

to give you a piece of my mind

(cause you can't knock the hustle)

but though you think you are

baby one day you'll be a star

last seen out of state where I drop my slang

I'm deep in the south kicking up top game

bouncing on the highway switching 4 lanes

screaming through the sun roof money ain't a thang

your worst fear confirmed,

me and my fam roll tight like the firm

getting down for life, that's right, you better learn

why play with fire, burn

we get together like a choir

to acquire what we desire

we do dirt like worms

produce g's like sperm

'til legs spread like germs

I got extensive hoes, with expensive clothes

and I sip wine, and spit vintage flows

but y'all don't know......

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

cause you can't knock the hustle

[Mary J. Blige:]

but until that day then

I'm the one whose crazy

cause that's the way ya making me feel

(cause you can't knock the hustle)

I'm just trying to get mine,

I don't have the time

to knock the hustle for real

y'all niggas lunching, punching a clock

my function is lo make much 'n' lay back munching

sipping Remy on rocks, my crew

something to watch nothing to stop

un...

...stoppable

scheme on the ice, I gotta hide your crew

I gotta

let you niggas know the time like movado

my motto,

stack rocks like Colorado

bottle off the champagne, crystals by the bottle

it's a damn shame what you're not though (who?) me slick like a GATO fuckin' Jay-Z

pops knew exactly what he did when he made me

tried to get a nut and he got a nut and what

straight banana's

can a nigga, see me

got the US Open, advantage jigga

serve like sampras, play fake a rappers like a campus Le Tigre,

son you're too eager

you ain't having it? good, me either

lets get together and make this whole world believers

at my arraignment, screaming

all these blacks got is sports and entertainment, until we even

thieving, as long as I'm breathing

can't knock the way a nigga eating

fuck you even