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Hard Knock Life (The Ghetto Anthem) (Radio Edit)

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  Hard Knock Life (The Ghetto Anthem) (Radio Edit)-Jay-Z

  Check the bassline out, uh-huh

  Jigga (bounce wit it), uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh, yeahh

  Let it bump though

  It's the hard knock life (uh-huh) for us

  It's the hard knock life, for us!

  Steada treated, we get tricked

  Steada kisses, we get kicked

  It's the hard knock life!

  From standin' on the corners boppin'

  To drivin' some of the hottest cars New York has ever seen

  For droppin' some of the hottest verses rap has ever heard

  From the dope spot, with the smoke Glock

  Fleein' the murder scene, you know me well

  From nightmares of a lonely cell, my only hell

  But since when y'all niggaz know me to fail? Fuck naw

  Where all my niggaz with the rubber grips, bust shots

  And if you with me mom I rub on your tits, and what-not

  I'm from the school of the hard knocks, we must not

  Let outsiders violate our blocks, and my plot

  Let's stick up the world and split it fifty/fifty, uh-huh

  Let's take the dough and stay real jiggy, uh-huh

  And sip the Cris' and get pissy-pissy

  Flow infinitely like the memory of my nigga Biggie, baby!

  You know it's hell when I come through

  The life and times of Shawn Carter

  Nigga Volume 2

  It's the hard knock life, for us

  It's the hard knock life, for us!

  Steada treated, we get tricked

  Steada kisses, we get kicked

  It's the hard knock life!

  I flow for those 'dro'ed out, all my niggaz

  Locked down in the ten by fo', controllin' the house

  We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks

  Burn em down and you can have it back daddy, I'd rather that

  I flow for chicks wishin',

  they ain't have to strip to pay tuition

  I see you vision mama, I put my money on the long shots

  All my ballers that's born to clock

  Now I'ma be on top whether I perform or not

  I went from lukewarm to hot sleepin' on futons and cots

  To king size, green machines, the green fives

  I've seen pies let the thing

  between my eyes analyze life's ills

  Then I put it down type braile

  I'm tight grill with the phony,

  rappers y'all might feel we homies

  I'm like still, y'all don't know me, shit!

  I'm tight grill when my situation ain't improving

  I'm tryin to murder everything movin', feel me?!

  It's the hard knock life, for us

  It's the hard knock life, for us!

  Steada treated, we get tricked

  Steada kisses, we get kicked

  It's the hard knock life, for us

  It's the hard knock life, for us!

  Steada treated, we get tricked

  Steada kisses, we get kicked

  It's the hard knock life!

  I don't how to sleep, I gotta eat, stay on my toes

  Gotta a lot of beef, so logically, I prey on my foes

  Hustling's still inside of me, and as far as progress

  You'd be hard-pressed, to find another rapper hot as me

  I gave you prophecy on my first joint, and y'all lamed out

  Didn't really appreciate it, til the second one came out

  So I stretched the game out, X'ed your name out

  Put Jigga on top, and drop albums non-stop for ya, nigguh!

  It's the hard knock life, for us

  It's the hard knock life, for us!

  Steada treated, we get tricked

  Steada kisses, we get kicked

  It's the hard knock life, for us

  It's the hard knock life, for us!

  Steada treated, we get tricked

  Steada kisses, we get kicked

  It's the hard knock life!

  It's the hard knock life!

  It's the hard knock life!

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