Lyrics:
somebody is always on the run from me
The abott's got detention, jay's on suspension
And myself, I got expelled for snatching niggaz lunch money
[Verse
not even by a bad soul
Fuck Jed and Chad, it's Jay, Prince, and Brad
Ain't enough bullshit in the states to come stop this
Rap-A-Lot Mafia shit, yeah
the fuck out the house
[Scarface (Jay-Z)]
I caught a northwest flight to NY, on the buddy pass
Sitting at the exit row, by the do'
(I got a hoopty from
Soulja Slim
Only for the real, niggaz who I fuck with
Know what I'm sayin'?
REal niggaz gon' feel this shit
Cause its only who I fuck with
Know what
Before I was born they was talking 'bout The Game
Ask a Jay-Z fan 'bout Big Daddy Kane
Don't know him, Game gonna show 'em
Just like they showed me,
is "Eazy-E"
"Eazy Mutha Fuckn E, A real Nigga, Born and Raised in Mutha Fuckn
Compton, This ones dedicated to you busta ass niggaz ,you know
who you
diamonds in his wristal
Sell fish scale, y'all niggaz love this style
Wannabe players, Jay-Z's offic-ial
Been through out, I could tell you what to do
But its real when the H-N-I-see
And the are-A double P
Strap with them G-you-N-Z
[Chorus]
My gunz popping, your gunz pop
We could go out shot for
featuring Jay Z Jermaine Dupri
Chorus: Jermaine Dupri
We talk shit cause we are the shit
Never looked back since we started it
When ya'll want heat
If cupids real I am he, I need a finders fee
You know my type trophy wife shoutout to honorees
What’s better than love letters?
Jay Z, I’m tryna find
retro
I once lost keys fucked a hoe at a bando
Am outche giving orders bitches calling me commando
All my niggaz real none of em is a lame bro
Am real
talking shit but
They would never faze me
I be going hard tryna grind like I'm Jay-Z
Need them rocks, for my whole nation
If a nigga fuck around, I'll shoot
know I'm living by that code
(G code)
O bitch nigga I ain't know u be getting In That mode
Now days these hoes act like niggaz
Niggaz act like hoes /
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,
(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above)
Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh)
[Beanie Sigel]
Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here
Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys
water, to me loading up a glock
I came from the gutter, trying to make it to the top
Shit don't stop
[Jay'Ton]
I remember kicking it, with my niggaz
water, to me loading up a glock
I came from the gutter, trying to make it to the top
Shit don't stop
[Jay'Ton]
I remember kicking it, with my niggaz
turn into zillions turning yo Jay to a Z kill em and won't shed a tear bill em and won't let em clear
Reality nigga ya nigga be hating ya cut em
chill when I'm telling you
I know you down from eighty five live, you ain't scared to die
You getting dough and getting by yatti yatt -ya
But its real
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
It ain't real, you know, that's Muhammedz where they sold dat
We stepping on these niggaz like a muthafuckin door mat
When I hit the scene they take
We turn this bitch into SOCOM 2
I'm the best rapper alive, Lil Wayne's migraine
Jay-Z's headache, touchin what the lead ain't
Motherfuck your feelings,
It ain't real, you know, that's Muhammedz where they sold dat
We stepping on these niggaz like a muthafuckin door mat
When I hit the scene they take
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