1-900-Hustler (Album Version|Edited) - Jay-Z/Memphis Bleek/Freeway/Beanie Sigel

Lyrics by：Roosevelt"Bink" Harrell/Leslie Pridgen/Aram Schefrin/Michael Zager/Malik Cox/Shawn Carter

Composed by：Roosevelt"Bink" Harrell/Leslie Pridgen/Aram Schefrin/Michael Zager/Malik Cox/Shawn Carter

Produced by：Roosevelt"Bink" Harrell/Bink

Here's a couple of suggestions of how you could 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 all 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 life

Or you find a chick ****

You hole up in her crib and

Let her introduce you 'round town like her man

Shake hands make friends like it's all innocent

Then before they look up you sellin the town cook-up

Or gorilla pimp come up on that killer ****

Take a nigga brick smack him

Then you sell it back to them

Still there Brooklyn

Yeah yeah that's gangsta I think I'ma roll with that one

Make out a check for eight hundred dollars

Jigga Man holla

1-900-Hustler Sigel holla at your boy

Whassup Sig This Chris out the Young Guns dog

Whattup

I'm ready to smash these niggaz in the rap game

The niggaz takin too long with that advance money and ****

Yeah

Talkin 'bout chill chill don't pay the bills

Yeah I feel that

I know you well connected dog

Let me holla at somebody real

Aight look I got the perfect person for you hold on

Bleek line two

Listen shorty you wanna roll

Just give me the word

I ain't got time for a sentence all that **** is absurd

You find a strip first

If you don't cook find a ***** first

If you don't hustle find a nigga who pitch first

You new in town no red and blue in town there's gangs

Don't get fresh let 'em know you small change

The strong move quiet the weak start riots

We know you got a brick

But sell 'em twenties 'til 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 'til he can't be moved

Here's the rules chop it bag it stash it stack it

Get in get out that's a OG's classic

900-Hustler you pass it around

Wanna speak to me direct hit extension trey-pound I'm out

1-900-Hustler Sigel holla at your dog

What seem to be the problem young boy

Yo whattup this Murder Def Kill Homicide nigga

I got two freaks

Yo watch your ****** mouth man

**** you mean watch my mouth nigga

Been on hold for about two hours nigga

Shut the **** up Matter of fact hold on

I know this nigga ain't just put put me on hold man

Free pick up line five

First things first watch what you say out your mouth

When you talkin on the phone to hus-tlers

Never play the house think drought keep heat in the couch

When you sittin in the presence of cus-tomers

Never hold out pull out throw heat and be out

If a nigga ever think that he touchin-ya

Lay low get cake whip all over the state

Stash dough whip yay with right amount of bake h*e

Nigga too close went right around his place yo

You stoppin dough when we clutchin 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 slip if he like

Young Jon Benet daughter missin tonight and yo

Until you up stay away from them dykes and w***es

Three smuts two straights and a dyke

Can pause one-three rumbles 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-Hustler

Pass the number 'til you're stackin balls

Tell you how to weigh **** wet and package more

I take cash or write the check out to F-R

Two E's that'll be two G's

And forget my money

I'm comin' for all your ki's nigga

1-900-Hustler Sigel holla at your boy dog

Yo what up young you

Put me on hold earlier man what happened

Yeah you stupid ************

Watch your mouth man

You talkin all reckless on the phone

**** you think this the

Get-Indicted-Hotline or somethin ************

Yo my bad man my bad

I know I was talkin reckless earlier about them two chickens

You get it you know two chickens

But listen

What

Just tell me how to move this **** man

I'm pushin hardly half a wing back nigga holla

Get a job holla at Perdue