whoooh paradise
you better think twice cause youre not living the life
jayz rocafella yall it dont stop
we about to change this game here
check my pockets theres nothing but game there
i remain without fear
keep the lanes clear and the cats thats all about threats
remain here
on top of this metropolis
my name is like a square
dropped off every tier
now yall 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 its 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
niggaz stay low like six bowls of shit 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
cant knock the hustle
im taking out this time
to give you a piece of my mind
who do you think you are
baby one day youll be a star
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 its 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
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 cant love it trips to la with no luggage
came back with six bags struggling
in first class if my ass should crash champagne spilled on me
bank still off on me
but until the last day im the one whos crazy
cause thats the way you making me feel
i dont want no romance i just want the chance
cant knock the hustle for real
ever since you retired working alongside those live wires
been in this rap biz with fake nigs you know liars
i guess im biased what i talk about i live
these rap dudes can flip but some of them aint even rhyming
for chips
what part of the game is this
seems brainless on tours with whores thats what im saying i
miss
cats that go all out for their gold plaques
starting out with four jacks ended up with gold acs
bet your love collapses if my funds get trapped
on the weight of me through you screw you
gun blew you i didnt want to choose you
run through you like uh excuse you
but thats my cash i understand you hustle
thats my cash you dont understand
let my dough flash you can show it love
like a rap star in front of the club
but dont knock the hustle