paroles de chanson Can't Knock the Hustle - Mary J. Blige , Jay-Z
Bounce.
bounce,
bounce,
Jay-Z
huh?
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
Roc-A-Fella
y'all,
ha
ha
Bounce,
bounce,
bounce,
Roc-A-Fella
y'all
Check,
check
Yo,
I'm
makin
short
term
goals,
when
the
weather
folds
just
put
away
the
leathers
and
put
ice
on
the
gold
Chilly
with
enough
bail
money
to
free
a
big
willie
High
stakes,
I
got
more
at
stake
than
Philly
Shoppin
sprees,
copin
three
Deuce
fever
IS's
fully
loaded,
ah
yes
bouncin
in
the
lex
luger,
tires
smoke
like
buddha
50
G's
to
the
crap
shooter,
niggaz
can't
fade
me
Chrome
socks
beamin
Through
my
perephreal
I
see
ya
schemin
Stop
dreamin,
I
leave
your
body
steamin
Niggaz
is
fiendin,
what's
the
meanin?
I'm
leanin
on
any
nigga
intervenin
with
the
sound
of
my
money
machine-in
My
cup
runneth,
over
with
hundreds
I'm
one
of
the
best
niggas
that
done
it,
six
digits
and
runnin
Y'all
niggas
don't
want
it,
I
got
the
Godfather
flow
The
Don
Juan
DeMarco;
swear
to
God,
don't
get
it
fucked
up
I'm
takin
out
this
time
to
give
you
a
piece
of
my
mind
(cause
you
can't
knock
the
hustle)
Who
do
you
think
you
are?
Baby
one
day
you'll
be
a
star
Last
seen
out
of
state
where
I
drop
my
slang
I'm
deep
in
the
South
kickin
up
top
game
Bouncin
on
the
highway
switchin
fo'
lanes
Screamin
through
the
sunroof
- money
ain't
a
thang
Your
worst
fear
confirmed
Me
and
my
fam'
roll
tight
like
The
Firm
Gettin
down
for
life,
thats
right,
you
better
learn
Why
play
with
fire,
burn
We
get
together
like
a
choir,
to
acquire
what
we
desire
We
do
dirt
like
worms,
produce
G's
like
sperm
'til
legs
spread
like
germs
I
got
extensive
hoes,
with
expensive
clothes
and
I
sip
fine
wines
and
spit
vintage
flows
What
y'all
don't
know?
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
cause
you
can't
knock
the
hustle
But
until
the
late
thang
I'm
the
one
who's
crazy
cause
that's
the
way
you're
makin
me
feel
(cause
you
can't
knock
the
hustle)
I'm
just
tryin
to
get
mine,
I
don't
have
the
time
to
knock
the
hustle
for
real
Yo,
y'all
niggaz
lunchin,
punchin
the
clock
My
function
is
to
make
much
and
lay
back
munchin
Sippin
Remy
on
the
rocks,
my
crew,
somethin
to
watch
Nothin
to
stop,
un.
.stoppable
Scheme
on
the
ice,
I
gotta
hot
your
crew
I
gotta,
let
you
niggaz
know
the
time
like
Movado
My
motto,
stack
rocks
like
Colorado
Auto
off
the
champagne,
Cristal's
by
the
bottle
It's
a
damn
shame
what
you're
not
though
(who?)
Me
Slick
like
a
gato,
fuckin
Jay-Z
My
pops
knew
exactly
what
he
did
when
he
made
me
Tried
to
get
a
nut
and
he
got
a
nut
and
what
Straight
bananas;
can
a
nigga,
see
me?
Got
the
US
Open,
advantage
Jigga
Serve
like
Sampras,
play
fake
a
rappers
like
a
campus
Le
Tigre,
son
you're
too
eager
You
ain't
havin
it?
Good,
me
either
Let's,
get
together
and
make
this
whole
world
believe
us
huh?
At
my
arraignment,
screamin
all
us
blacks
got
is
sports
and
entertainment,
until
we
even
Thievin,
as
long
as
I'm
breathin
Can't
knock
the
way
a
nigga
eatin
- fuck
you
even!
I'm
takin
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
But
until
the
late
thang
I'm
the
one
who's
crazy
cause
that's
the
way
you're
makin
me
feel
I'm
just
tryin
to
get
mine,
I
don't
have
the
time
to
knock
the
hustle
for
real
1 Ain't No Nigga
2 Can I Live
3 22 Two's
4 D'Evils
5 Feelin' It
6 Feelin' It
7 Brooklyn's Finest
8 Brooklyn’s Finest
9 Brooklyn's Finest
10 Can't Knock the Hustle
11 Ain't No Nigga - Original Mix
12 Friend or Foe
13 Coming Of Age
14 Can I Live II
15 Can I Live II
16 Can I Live II
17 Can't Knock The Hustle (Fool's Paradise Remix)
18 Regrets
19 Cashmere Thoughts
20 Coming Of Age
21 Coming of Age
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