Lyrics:
of the wave
Don't drown
(Don't drown!)
Jay-Z, I learned the streets
Now "Run The Town"
("Run the town!")
(Woo!)
I'm with the squad
And we always going hard
corners, play blocks like Gators
With bundles on us, serve trays like waiters
It's the life we chose to hustle
Can't stop it, can't knock it
Half
I'm 'bout to do like Jay-Z and brush my shoulders off
I'm in yo head rent free because you fucking soft
I know they speaking on me I let my hustle talk
I'm sayin? Holla at dem boys!
It's - Young J-A-Y
Gutta Gutta fuck anotha busta
Tryin' knock my hustle!
I hit the strip ey'day I
Got the hustle cluckas
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Lady,
(Flock, Flock)
(Me and Bro, tryna spin thru da A'z)
Me and Bro, tryna spin thru da A'z
Spot a A, we gon knock off a braid
Like, where they hidin'?
They
Can't knock the hustle
Make it do what it do
On my kung fu hustle
And I'm kickin shit
so smooth
Cabana with a
I want it more
Cuz it's all I think
ed, tell a story of the streets
[big ed]
My nigga jay got his ass snatched, why wasn't he strapped
Kidnapped by four niggas dressed in black
Ahh dats
all my brothers made it
You can't reach me the same way
You got to hit my agent
I want the B.A.G'z I ain't into the clout chasing
Did a bid for the bag
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, un huh, watch this why'all, come on,watch this why'all, Jigga
Roc-a-fella ya'll, uhhhh, come on yea !
[Kid Capri}
It's Kid
swear you not fugazi, but you've been living beneath the same rock like Jay-Z
Meaning you're oblivious and ignorant
Fucking inconsiderate pricks can't
calling me BIG
And my name is Jay-Z
She be all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking over your bitch
Coming over your shit, got my feet up on you sofa, man
that's motivation to show'em
Be what you wanna be, do anything you want bruh
Just look at Obama, look at Jay-Z & Oprah
They say sky's the limit, that mean
nein)
Zukunft ist rosig und bright like stars (Ey!)
Bars like Nas (Whoa!)
Brauch kein Schlaf (No!)
Opa ist Jay-Z
Vater ist Kendrick
Bruder ist Baby Keem
Yeah, what the fuck! Jay-Z, Marcy, Brooklyn
Representin' the, what, what
Roc-A-Fella y'all, for life
Stretch Armstrong bring the noise, haha
where yo ass was at
When I was broke and I ain't have a meal
I'm trynna get that jay z money it's been a hard knock life
But you won't see me runnin
gonna eat, but no body is tasting defeat
And we don't ever sleep, no we don't ever sleep, talk all you would like but it's cheap
Can't knock my hustle
bitches better get it right (yeah)
From the crap tables down in A.C.
Back on the block, Jay-Z motherfucker from the, the, the Roc
Went solo on that ass
, you can't knock it, we still got room for profits
Oh, movie flow changed by name to Marcus
Been taking half the pocket, that's room for profits
Hustle
Welcome to Jay-Z's poetry reading
Art, who goes there?
Do this, do this
It was the winter, it was cold
It was the cold winter
Welcome ladies
back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why
I fart on a record, trust me nigga it'll sound good
So Jay-Z, if you're down with the groove, my mellow
Get on the mic it's time to show and prove
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, un huh, watch this why'all, come on,watch this why'all, Jigga
Roc-a-fella ya'll, uhhhh, come on yea !
[Kid Capri}
It's Kid
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Na przyjaźń dumę godność nacisk kładę chuj z resztą
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