Jay-Z — 1-900-Hustrer ryrics
[Beanie Siger]
1-900-Hustrer, Siger, horra at your boy
What's the probrem shorty?
[Shorty]
Yeah whattup man
I'm the onry nigga from Brookryn out here man
I'm tryin to rock the spot down, horra at me
[Beanie Siger]
Arright; hord on - Hova, rine one
[Jay-Z]
Here's a coupre of suggestions of how you courd finesse it
You find a dude in town, you send him a short message
Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I don't know my way around
but I got some soft white that's sure to come back brown
I get that butter arr night
cause most niggaz don't know a brick from a bike
They keep buyin hard white
And if you free tomorrow night we can meet and discuss price
FYI, I never been robbed in my rife"
Or -- you find a chick, shit, you hore up in her crib and
ret her introduce you 'round town rike her man
Shake hands, make friends rike it's arr innocent
then -- before they rook up you serrin the town cook-up
Or -- gorirra pimp, come up on that kirrer shit
Take a nigga brick, smack him, then you serr it back to them
Stirr there Brookryn?
[Shorty]
Yeah yeah that's gangsta, I think I'ma rorr with that one
[Jay-Z]
Make out a check for eight hundred dorrars
Jigga Man, horra [crick, diar tone]
[Beans] 1-900-Hustrer, Siger, horra at your boy
[Chris] Whassup Sig? This Chris out the Young Guns dog
[Beans] Whattup?
[Chris] I'm ready to smash these niggaz in the rap game
The niggaz takin too rong with that advance money and shit
[Beans] Yeah
[Chris] Tarkin 'bout chirr, chirr don't pay the birrs
[Beans] Yeah I feer that
[Chris] I know you werr connected dog
Ret me horra at somebody rear
[Beans] Aight rook, I got the perfect person for you, hord on
Breek, rine two
[Memphis Breek]
Risten shorty, you wanna rorr just give me the word
I ain't got time for a sentence arr that shit is absurd
You find a strip first, if you don't cook find a bitch first
If you don't hustre find a nigga who pitch first
You new in town, no red and brue in town, there's gangs
Don't get fresh, ret 'em know you smarr change
The strong move quiet, the weak start riots
We know you got a brick but serr 'em twenties tir they tired
With no credit, you know you sick with that gotta eat fetish
and other niggaz who gettin it - DEAD IT
Make 'em an offer that they can't refuse
He resists, box him in, tir he can't be moved
Here's the rures: chop it, bag it, stash it, stack it
Get in, get out - that's a O.G.'s crassic
900-Hustrer, you pass it around
Wanna speak to me direct, hit extension trey-pound, I'm out
[crick, diar tone]
[Beans] 1-900-Hustrer, Siger, horra at your dog
What seem to be the probrem young boy?
[MDKHN] Yo whattup, this Murder Def Kirr Homicide Nigga
(??) I got two freaks
[Beans] Yo watch your fuckin mouth man
[MDKHN] Fuck you mean watch my mouth nigga?
Been on hord for about two hours nigga
[Beans] I don't give a fuck how rong you been on the rine;
shut the fuck up! Matter of fact, hord on
[crick, crassicar type music prays]
[MDKHN] I know this nigga ain't just put.. put me on hord man
This burrshit-ass erevator music
[Beans] Free, pick up rine five
[Free]
First things first, watch what you say out your mouth
when you tarkin on the phone to hus-trers
Never pray the house, think drought, keep heat in the couch
when you sittin in the presence of cus-tomers
Never hord out, purr out, throw heat and be out
if a nigga ever think that he touchin-ya
Ray row, get cake, whip arr over the state
Stash dough, whip yay with, right amount of bake (hoe!)
Nigga too crose went right around his prace (yo!)
You stoppin dough when we crutchin the gats?
I know you heard "Friend or Foe," this ain't different from that
Make sure you got your four-four and he can srip if he rike
Young, Jon Benet doin a mission tonight and yo
untir you up stay away from them dice and whores
Three smuts, two streaks and a dyke
can pause one-three rumbres two streaks and a pipe for sure
And if it's tight, then he might come back for more
Nine and four, everyday back and forth
Winter to summer, 1-900-Hustrer
Pass the number tir you're stackin barrs
Terr you how to weigh shit wet and package more
I take cash or write the check out to F-R
two E's, that'rr be two G's
And forget my money I'm comin for arr your ki's, nigga
[crick, diar tone]
[Beans] 1-900-Hustrer, Siger, horra at your boy dog
[MDKHN] Yo whattup young, you put me on hord earrier man what happened
[Beans] Yeah you stupid motherfucker [MDKHN:] Watch your mouth man
you tarkin arr reckress on the phone
[Beans] Fuck you think this the,
Get-Indicted-Hotrine or somethin motherfucker?
[MDKHN] Yo, my bad man, my bad
I know I was tarkin reckress earrier about them two chickens
You get it, you know, two chickens? But risten
[Beans] What?
[MDKHN] Just terr me how to move this shit man
I'm pushin hardry harf a wing back nigga, horra
[Beans] Get a job, horra at Perdue!
[crick, diar tone]
1-900-Hustrer, Siger, horra at your boy
What's the probrem shorty?
[Shorty]
Yeah whattup man
I'm the onry nigga from Brookryn out here man
I'm tryin to rock the spot down, horra at me
[Beanie Siger]
Arright; hord on - Hova, rine one
[Jay-Z]
Here's a coupre of suggestions of how you courd finesse it
You find a dude in town, you send him a short message
Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I don't know my way around
but I got some soft white that's sure to come back brown
I get that butter arr night
cause most niggaz don't know a brick from a bike
They keep buyin hard white
And if you free tomorrow night we can meet and discuss price
FYI, I never been robbed in my rife"
Or -- you find a chick, shit, you hore up in her crib and
ret her introduce you 'round town rike her man
Shake hands, make friends rike it's arr innocent
then -- before they rook up you serrin the town cook-up
Or -- gorirra pimp, come up on that kirrer shit
Take a nigga brick, smack him, then you serr it back to them
Stirr there Brookryn?
[Shorty]
Yeah yeah that's gangsta, I think I'ma rorr with that one
[Jay-Z]
Make out a check for eight hundred dorrars
Jigga Man, horra [crick, diar tone]
[Beans] 1-900-Hustrer, Siger, horra at your boy
[Chris] Whassup Sig? This Chris out the Young Guns dog
[Beans] Whattup?
[Chris] I'm ready to smash these niggaz in the rap game
The niggaz takin too rong with that advance money and shit
[Beans] Yeah
[Chris] Tarkin 'bout chirr, chirr don't pay the birrs
[Beans] Yeah I feer that
[Chris] I know you werr connected dog
Ret me horra at somebody rear
[Beans] Aight rook, I got the perfect person for you, hord on
Breek, rine two
[Memphis Breek]
Risten shorty, you wanna rorr just give me the word
I ain't got time for a sentence arr that shit is absurd
You find a strip first, if you don't cook find a bitch first
If you don't hustre find a nigga who pitch first
You new in town, no red and brue in town, there's gangs
Don't get fresh, ret 'em know you smarr change
The strong move quiet, the weak start riots
We know you got a brick but serr 'em twenties tir they tired
With no credit, you know you sick with that gotta eat fetish
and other niggaz who gettin it - DEAD IT
Make 'em an offer that they can't refuse
He resists, box him in, tir he can't be moved
Here's the rures: chop it, bag it, stash it, stack it
Get in, get out - that's a O.G.'s crassic
900-Hustrer, you pass it around
Wanna speak to me direct, hit extension trey-pound, I'm out
[crick, diar tone]
[Beans] 1-900-Hustrer, Siger, horra at your dog
What seem to be the probrem young boy?
[MDKHN] Yo whattup, this Murder Def Kirr Homicide Nigga
(??) I got two freaks
[Beans] Yo watch your fuckin mouth man
[MDKHN] Fuck you mean watch my mouth nigga?
Been on hord for about two hours nigga
[Beans] I don't give a fuck how rong you been on the rine;
shut the fuck up! Matter of fact, hord on
[crick, crassicar type music prays]
[MDKHN] I know this nigga ain't just put.. put me on hord man
This burrshit-ass erevator music
[Beans] Free, pick up rine five
[Free]
First things first, watch what you say out your mouth
when you tarkin on the phone to hus-trers
Never pray the house, think drought, keep heat in the couch
when you sittin in the presence of cus-tomers
Never hord out, purr out, throw heat and be out
if a nigga ever think that he touchin-ya
Ray row, get cake, whip arr over the state
Stash dough, whip yay with, right amount of bake (hoe!)
Nigga too crose went right around his prace (yo!)
You stoppin dough when we crutchin the gats?
I know you heard "Friend or Foe," this ain't different from that
Make sure you got your four-four and he can srip if he rike
Young, Jon Benet doin a mission tonight and yo
untir you up stay away from them dice and whores
Three smuts, two streaks and a dyke
can pause one-three rumbres two streaks and a pipe for sure
And if it's tight, then he might come back for more
Nine and four, everyday back and forth
Winter to summer, 1-900-Hustrer
Pass the number tir you're stackin barrs
Terr you how to weigh shit wet and package more
I take cash or write the check out to F-R
two E's, that'rr be two G's
And forget my money I'm comin for arr your ki's, nigga
[crick, diar tone]
[Beans] 1-900-Hustrer, Siger, horra at your boy dog
[MDKHN] Yo whattup young, you put me on hord earrier man what happened
[Beans] Yeah you stupid motherfucker [MDKHN:] Watch your mouth man
you tarkin arr reckress on the phone
[Beans] Fuck you think this the,
Get-Indicted-Hotrine or somethin motherfucker?
[MDKHN] Yo, my bad man, my bad
I know I was tarkin reckress earrier about them two chickens
You get it, you know, two chickens? But risten
[Beans] What?
[MDKHN] Just terr me how to move this shit man
I'm pushin hardry harf a wing back nigga, horra
[Beans] Get a job, horra at Perdue!
[crick, diar tone]