Lyrics:
been announced: Not guilty!
It is complete pandemonium out here!
People are cheering and hugging - there he is
Jay-Z is exiting the courtroom right
thongs on, and ya girl clothes
It's a mans world, sing along ho'z
WE MOVE OUT, we move out there
YA'LL GET OUT, get put out there
Wit ya thongs on,
can't knock the hustle ba-by
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
("I'm A Hustler, I'm a-I'm Hustler, homie" - [Jay-Z])
You can't knock the hustle
can't knock the hustle ba-by
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
("I'm A Hustler, I'm a-I'm Hustler, homie" - [Jay-Z])
You can't knock the hustle
and Jay’s show
And just seeing those laser
Lights you addressed all the sensations, with
The exception of smell and taste
I guess anything that you could
this town, yea
Running this town I feel like JAY-Z in 09
I'm the sun in the clouds I just puff out the pounds
Itching for it like there's dust in my eye
wont u get out an vote
honestly hate is yah true Virtue
And it's nuffin yah could do to make this living hell great
One thing to improve would b by
the sideline and observe how a real nigga air it out
When I come through clear it out
Play the sideline and observe
Can't lie all I got is my balls and my
white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
Im talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes they gone watch me, but they all wanna
records than Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh)
Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Don't change the game for these hoes
Who plays the game
records than Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh)
(Intro 1 - Killah Jay)
Hello?
Bro I told you to leave me alone, stop calling me, stop texting me
No, what you said really did hurt
You know I’m not
the microphone or track, I make the booth bleed
Ask about that boy Blizz style Stupid
Minneapolis TI, Minnesota Jay-Z
Twin Cities Lil Wayne, fuck you pay me
Sold
to see me, beats fuck up ya hooptie
Suburbans, Benz or the two seats
Major numbers the first week
[Chorus + Jay-z]
[Jay-Z]
Uh, come on with it,
that's what we'll yell out, yell out
You know the name do I gotta spell out or tell 'bout
J-A-Y, and 'Ye so shy
That he won't even step to his idol
that's what we'll yell out, yell out
You know the name do I gotta spell out or tell 'bout
J-A-Y, and 'Ye so shy
That he won't even step to his idol
I pick up
The west coast like the phone is ringing
Hello
Anybody on this phone this evening? Guess not
Jay Rock, out the bottom of Watts
Gangsta,
other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are understandably shaken up
a place where very few do something amazing
I would have less fun and more inspiration
Til me and Jay Z where on a first name basis
Peace out is how I greet
to misplace me (Place me)
Now I got the blueprint like Jay-Z (Jay-Z)
Now my music the only time you can play me
Fendi ain’t free and Chanel ain’t cheap
Used
with a front for me
Nothin in life came free
Drunk in love just like Jay Z
Surviving the game come like Day Z
I step in the booth go real crazy
Motivated
Taco Bell and I'm not gon' fail
I got no L's like Christmas, you don't wanna make the claws come out (nah)
Y'all should call yourselves Santa (why?)
waited for Kane, to come after all
competition, that bite and chew and crunch and munch
to play me out position, you on a mission
But stop lyin' and tryin'
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