Текст песни Jay-Z - Can`t Knock the Hustle (rmx)
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Intro: (Singing) Whoooh, Paradiseyou better think twice, `cause you`re not living the lifeJay-Z: Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella y`all, it don`t stopVerse One: We about to change this game hereCheck my pockets there`s nothing but game thereI remain without fearKeep the lanes clear, and the cats that`s all about threats remain hereOn top of this MetropolisMy name is like a squareDropped off every tierNow y`all can swear to JayHeard it the other dayThrough the mystery, we get it swiftly We got to hit you every night before we hit the lights it`s type addictiveNeed cats to live with, the heat goes onEveryday is a hustle, the beat goes onFunny thing happen, in the midst of chasing money and foesAnd the worst thing worst then getting old is not getting oldNiggaz stay low, like six bowls of shit and gold And watch the hoes when they bump into your clothesAnd I hope they shineSeen a lot of things and enough memories to last me two lifetimesCan`t knock the hustleChorus #1: (Singing) I`m taking out this timeTo give you a piece of my mindWho do you think you are Baby one day you`ll be a starVerse TwoCheck thisIn a mans world need a girl to tough somethingPull an 80 out her Anne Klein purse and bust somethingIf you skating through the night to the light, then trust somethingWhen I get homeThen it`s onGirl just crack those shaped legs like Grade A eggsLove the way you behave and begMoan, turn those hollers to screams as we zone like a college teamThen they can hear you from Hollis, Queens (226)Life with me, consists of a lot of thingsChips in your ear hit the dirt `cause you got hotter thingsBut you know how to scream, friends talking dizzinessRemind them freak chicks to stay out my businessYou know they can`t love it, trips to LA with no luggageCame back with six bags strugglingIn first class if my ass should crash, champagne spilled on meBank still off on meChorus #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 chanceCan`t knock the hustle for realVerse ThreeEver since you retired, working alongside those live wiresBeen in this rap biz with fake nigs you know liarsI guess I`m biased, what I talk about I liveThese rap dudes can flip, but some of them ain`t even rhyming for chipsWHAT PART OF THE GAME IS THISSeems brainless, on tours with whores that`s what I`m saying I missCats that go all out for their gold plaquesStarting out with four jacks, ended up with Gold Ac`sBet your love collapses if my funds get trappedOn the weight of me through you, screw youGun blew you, I didn`t want to choose youRun through you like UH, EXCUSE YOU!But that`s my cash, I understand you hustleThat`s my cash, you don`t understandLet my dough flash, you can show it loveLike a rap star in front of the clubBut don`t knock the hustleChorus 1 & 2 to fade