Lyrics:
in bed
So ain't no future fuckin' you, I ain't the bitch to love ya
Can't do a damn thang for you, if you ain't about money
Nine outta ten, I'll
nigga, my jeans tight fitted, too nigga
Jay-Z, wuddup nigg? Yeah, let me fuck with 'em right now
Niggas want to kidnap, leave me in the trunk
Walk
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
lames
Tryna do my own thang I ain't never gon change
All gas no breaks bitch I'm in the fast lane
I got the cash in the bank got the stash in the safe
Hit
[Chorus]
Cause you know it ain't a thang to me
I’m on the road and you niggas know
That I gotta get it
I’m on the grind
Gotta thang for green
ima bag like Jay z
I’ma bag like Jay z ain’t that crazy
How I can’t trust no one moving shady
I can really replace you but can’t replace me
So I’m
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
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
They'll kill you
For the fame
And the finer thangs
Get money
I be on my grind
When the rain fall
I be on my grind
When the snow fall
I'm even on my grind
In
solo and it ain’t no thang
Riding in my own lane smokin on plenty strains
Diamonds on my wrist and in my ear rings
Still push a pretty whip bitch
to be, claimin' money ain't a thang
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, you ain't got shit just admit it
See I'm rollin' high, but you passin' by
disrespect the game just to get a name? (Ah!)
Nah, we ain't the same (Uhh)
Do ya thang, Do ya thang
Get ya money man and me I'm gon' do the same (It's Mike
Yea, Yea, Yea
Bitch is you crazy
Hell nah I ain't lazy
King my city like my name was Jay-Z
Way too much money, few dollars can't phase me
Made some
ain't pull out i make her eat a Plan B
Im trying to rock the whole nation like Im signed to Jay-z
'em with the Harry or Harvey
(Weinstein, baby) hahaha
I've been trynna write but lately I've been Jay-Z
I've been off the top like Kodak, you ain't
a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers
Constantly eyed by neighbors who do the Feds favors
It ain't no major though, whether slangin' yay
(yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three, two, that's time, I got
To you, that money
My dreams come true
My life in diamonds
Who
[Jay-Z]
Turn the motherfucking music up
[Cam'Ron]
Just Blaze, man. You owe me nigga
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Welcome to the Empire State.
ain't about money I don't get involved
I like taking pills, I like how it feel
Bitch I want the rush, I don't wanna chill
Playing with my money that's
are you n****z tryin' to test me trick?
And be the first ones to snitch to arrest me b****
Main thang was to make a n**** meal ticket
Only if you
it's a small thang
You niggas ain't ready for war
Let my balls hang bust it, I took apart your
Whole crew, lack heart, i ain't concerned
I bust at Bad
simple and plain
Visualizin' and realizin' my life
Is fuckin' crazy poppin' like JAY-Z
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest
and start the court calendar off
With docu number 9mm
All rise
The Honourable Jay-Z presides
Instead of a mallet I hold a tool
All objections over-ruled
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