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JAY-Z lyrics : "Can't Knock the Hustle (remix)"

[Intro:]
(Singing) Whoooh, Paradise
you better think twice, 'cause you're not living the life

[Jay-Z:]
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella y'all, it don't stop


[Verse One: ]

We about to change this game here

Check my pockets there's nothing but game there
I remain without fear
Keep the lanes clear, and the cats that's all about threats remain here

On top of this Metropolis
My name is like a square
Dropped off every tier

Now y'all can swear to Jay
Heard it the other day
Through the mystery, we get it swiftly

We got to hit you every night before we hit the lights it's type addictive
Need cats to live with, the heat goes on
Everyday is a hustle, the beat goes on

Funny thing happen, in the midst of chasing money and foes
And the worst thing worst then getting old is not getting old
^!$$%z stay low, like six bowls of %#@! and gold

And watch the hoes when they bump into your clothes
And I hope they shine
Seen a lot of things and enough memories to last me two lifetimes

Can't knock the hustle

[Chorus #1: (Singing) ]


I'm taking out this time
To give you a piece of my mind

Who do you think you are
Baby one day you'll be a star


[Verse Two]

Check this

In a mans world need a girl to tough something
Pull an 80 out her Anne Klein purse and bust something
If you skating through the night to the light, then trust something

When I get home
Then it's on
Girl just crack those shaped legs like Grade A eggs

Love the way you behave and beg
Moan, turn those hollers to screams as we zone like a college team
Then they can hear you from Hollis, Queens (226)

Life with me, consists of a lot of things
Chips in your ear hit the dirt 'cause you got hotter things
But you know how to scream, friends talking dizziness

Remind them freak chicks to stay out my business
You know they can't love it, trips to LA with no luggage
Came back with six bags struggling

In first class if my $$# should crash, champagne spilled on me
Bank still off on me


[Chorus #2: (Singing)]

But until the last day, I'm the one who's crazy

'Cause that's the way you making me feel (can't knock the hustle)
I don't want no romance, I just want the chance
Can't knock the hustle for real


[Verse Three]


Ever since you retired, working alongside those live wires
Been in this rap biz with fake nigs you know liars
I guess I'm biased, what I talk about I live

These rap dudes can flip, but some of them ain't even rhyming for chips
WHAT PART OF THE GAME IS THIS
Seems brainless, on tours with !@^%s that's what I'm saying I miss

Cats that go all out for their gold plaques
Starting out with four jacks, ended up with Gold Ac's
Bet your love collapses if my funds get trapped

On the weight of me through you, screw you
Gun blew you, I didn't want to choose you
Run through you like UH, EXCUSE YOU!
But that's my cash, I understand you hustle
That's my cash, you don't understand

Let my dough flash, you can show it love
Like a rap star in front of the club
But don't knock the hustle

[Chorus 1 & 2 to fade]

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