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Jay Z Feat. Mary J. Blige
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| Can T Knock TThe Hustle
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Bounce.. bounce, bounce, Jay-Z huh?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Roc-A-Fella yall, ha ha
Bounce, bounce, bounce, Roc-A-Fella yall
Check, check
[Jay-Z]
Yo, Im makin short term goals, when the weather folds
just put away the leathers and put ice on the gold
Chilly with enough bail money to free a big willie
High stakes, I got more at stake than Philly
Shoppin sprees, copin three
Deuce fever ISs fully loaded, ah yes
bouncin in the lex luger, tires smoke like buddha
50 Gs to the crap shooter, niggaz cant fade me
Chrome socks beamin
Through my perephreal I see ya schemin
Stop dreamin, I leave your body steamin
Niggaz is fiendin, whats the meanin?
Im leanin on any nigga intervenin
with the sound of my money machine-in %7B*brrrr*%7D
My cup runneth, over with hundreds
Im one of the best niggas that done it, six digits and runnin
Yall niggas dont want it, I got the Godfather flow
The Don Juan DeMarco; swear to God, dont get it fucked up
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]
Im takin out this time
to give you a piece of my mind (cause you cant knock the hustle)
Who do you think you are?
Baby one day youll be a star
[Jay-Z]
Last seen out of state where I drop my slang
Im deep in the South kickin up top game
Bouncin on the highway switchin fo lanes
Screamin through the sunroof - money aint a thang
Your worst fear confirmed
Me and my fam roll tight like The Firm
Gettin down for life, thats 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 Gs like sperm
til legs spread like germs
I got extensive hoes, with expensive clothes
and I sip fine wines and spit vintage flows
What yall dont know?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, cause you cant knock the hustle
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]
But until the late thang Im the one whos |
Eingetragen |
25.Sep.2001 18:09:55 |
Letzer Aufruf |
01.Jan.2005 16:01:19 |
Besucher |
534 |
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| Can T Knock TThe Hustle
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Bounce.. bounce, bounce, Jay-Z huh?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Roc-A-Fella yall, ha ha
Bounce, bounce, bounce, Roc-A-Fella yall
Check, check
[Jay-Z]
Yo, Im makin short term goals, when the weather folds
just put away the leathers and put ice on the gold
Chilly with enough bail money to free a big willie
High stakes, I got more at stake than Philly
Shoppin sprees, copin three
Deuce fever ISs fully loaded, ah yes
bouncin in the lex luger, tires smoke like buddha
50 Gs to the crap shooter, niggaz cant fade me
Chrome socks beamin
Through my perephreal I see ya schemin
Stop dreamin, I leave your body steamin
Niggaz is fiendin, whats the meanin?
Im leanin on any nigga intervenin
with the sound of my money machine-in %7B*brrrr*%7D
My cup runneth, over with hundreds
Im one of the best niggas that done it, six digits and runnin
Yall niggas dont want it, I got the Godfather flow
The Don Juan DeMarco; swear to God, dont get it fucked up
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]
Im takin out this time
to give you a piece of my mind (cause you cant knock the hustle)
Who do you think you are?
Baby one day youll be a star
[Jay-Z]
Last seen out of state where I drop my slang
Im deep in the South kickin up top game
Bouncin on the highway switchin fo lanes
Screamin through the sunroof - money aint a thang
Your worst fear confirmed
Me and my fam roll tight like The Firm
Gettin down for life, thats 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 Gs like sperm
til legs spread like germs
I got extensive hoes, with expensive clothes
and I sip fine wines and spit vintage flows
What yall dont know?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, cause you cant knock the hustle
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]
But until the late thang Im the one whos |
Eingetragen |
25.Sep.2001 18:09:55 |
Letzer Aufruf |
01.Jan.2005 16:01:19 |
Besucher |
534 |
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