Jay-Z – Can’t Knock The Hustle (Fool’s Paradise Remix)

Download clean Vinyl lp CD mp3 audio song by Jay Z and this music is titled “Can’t Knock The Hustle (Fool’s Paradise Remix) ft. Mariah Carey, Busta Rhymes, Mary J. Blige & 2Pac”.

Actually this wonderful tune is popped out of an album which is titled “Reasonable Doubt” Which is released in the year 1996.

 

Listen up below with full lyrics.

 

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[Intro: Pharell Williams]

Oh oh oh oh

 

[Chorus: Mary J. Blige, Pharell & JAY-Z]

I’m taking out this time (uh huh, uh huh)

To give you a piece of my mind

This what we do ’bout this time of year

Who do you think you are? (uh huh, uh huh)

Baby one day you’ll be a star

 

[Verse 1: 2Pac]

(Oh, shit)

Started as a seed from the semen; straight outta papa’s nuts

Lustin’ for creamin’ – bitches with big butts

Curves make a nigga cry, tits and shit

When I’m locked down beggin’ you for porno flicks

Sneak weed in, help a nigga pass the time

Put my name tattoo’d so that ass is mine

Tell everybody; ‘Pac put it down for good

A local legend through the whole hood, follow me

I got a gun on me, goin’ for none on the run baby

You know a nigga need some, is my son crazy?

Why I cry, when I be thuggin’ ’til I die

Picture a nigga in heaven, high off weed I fly

Got me missin’ dead homies wishin’ phonies would die

Hit the weed and hope it get me high; dear God

Understand my ways, livin’ major

Blessed with a thug’s heart.. and a real live nigga nature

[Pre-Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

Yes you know I’ll die for you

And ya know I’ll ride with you

I will always try with you

And give ya my love and cry with you

 

[Chorus 2: Mariah Carey]

I will climb a mountain high aha

Until I was up to touch the sky

So baby come and get more close to me

This is where your love is supposed to be

 

[Verse 2: 2Pac]

I let you kiss me where it hurts

Me and you gettin’ busy, slingin’ dick in the dirt

Met you at a pool party it was cool to kick it

See us, tongue-kissin’, you was truly with it

Little Ecstasy, Hennessy, mix with me

Picture me pay for pussy when the dick’s for free

Hey now, where my niggas at? Tell these hoes

Before I pay; I jerk off, word to Moses

Visions of you sittin’ there sweaty and wet

Pointin’ to the places that you want me to hit

Give me room all up in the womb, call the cops

Nigga, hittin’ walls ’til them bastard drop

Label me Makaveli – thug nigga with bite

Livin’ life like a rock star’s Friday night

Make money, get pussy, always keep a pager

Cell phone in the ride to complete my nature, feel me!

 

[Chorus 3: Mary J. Blige]

But until then lately, I’m the one who’s crazy?

‘Cause that’s the way you’re making me feel

(Young’s in the building)

I’m just trying to get mine, I don’t have the time

To knock the hustle for real

 

[Verse 3: JAY-Z]

Yo, y’all niggas lunching, punching the clock

My function is to make much and lay back munching

Sipping Remy on the rocks, my crew something to watch

Nothing to stop, un-stoppable

Scheme on the ice, I gotta hot your crew

I gotta, let you playas know the time like Movado

My motto, stack rocks like Colorado

Waddle off the champagne, Cristals by the bottle

It’s a damn shame what you’re not though: (Who?) me

Slick like a gato, 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 playa see me

Got the US Open, advantage Jigga

Serve like Sampras, play fake rappers like a campus

Le Tigre, son you’re too eager

You ain’t having it, good me either

Let’s get together and make this whole world believe us, huh

At my arraignment screaming

All us blacks got is sports and entertainment, until we even

Thieving, as long as I’m breathing

Can’t knock the way a playa eating, yeah

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