| Song | 1-900-Hustler - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Jay-Z |
| Artist | Beanie Sigel |
| Artist | Freeway |
| Artist | Memphis Bleek |
| Album | The Dynasty |
| 作曲 : Jay-Z | |
| 1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at your boy | |
| What's the problem shorty? | |
| [Shorty] | |
| Yeah whattup man | |
| I'm the only nigga from Brooklyn out here man | |
| I'm tryin to lock the spot down, holla at me | |
| [Beanie Sigel] | |
| Alright; hold on - Hova, line one | |
| [Jay-Z] | |
| 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, shit, 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 shit | |
| Take a nigga brick, smack him, then you sell it back to them | |
| Still there Brooklyn? | |
| [Shorty] | |
| Yeah yeah that's gangsta, I think I'ma roll with that one | |
| [Jay-Z] | |
| Make out a check for eight hundred dollars | |
| Jigga Man, holla {*click*, *dial tone*} | |
| [Beans] 1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla 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 long with that advance money and shit | |
| [Beans] Yeah | |
| [Chris] Talkin 'bout chill, chill don't pay the bills | |
| [Beans] Yeah I feel that | |
| [Chris] I know you well connected dog | |
| Let me holla at somebody real | |
| [Beans] Aight look, I got the perfect person for you, hold on | |
| Bleek, line two | |
| [Memphis Bleek] | |
| Listen shorty, you wanna roll just give me the word | |
| I ain't got time for a sentence all that shit is absurd | |
| You find a strip first, if you don't cook find a bitch 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 O.G.'s classic | |
| 900-Hustler, you pass it around | |
| Wanna speak to me direct, hit extension trey-pound, I'm out | |
| {*click*, *dial tone*} | |
| [Beans] 1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at your dog | |
| What seem to be the problem young boy? | |
| [MDKHN] Yo whattup, this Murder Def Kill Homicide Nigga | |
| (??) I got two freaks | |
| [Beans] Yo watch your fuckin mouth man | |
| [MDKHN] Fuck you mean watch my mouth nigga? | |
| Been on hold for about two hours nigga | |
| [Beans] I don't give a fuck how long you been on the line; | |
| shut the fuck up! Matter of fact, hold on | |
| {*click*, *classical type music plays*} | |
| [MDKHN] I know this nigga ain't just put.. put me on hold man | |
| This bullshit-ass elevator music | |
| [Beans] Free, pick up line five | |
| [Free] | |
| First things first, watch what you say out your mouth | |
| when you talkin on the phone to hus-tlers | |
| Never play the house, stink 'dro, keep weed 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 (hoe!) | |
| 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 doin a mission tonight and yo | |
| until you up stay away from them dice and whores | |
| Three smuts, two streaks 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 shit 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 | |
| {*click*, *dial tone*} | |
| [Beans] 1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at your boy dog | |
| [MDKHN] Yo whattup young, you put me on hold earlier man what happened | |
| [Beans] Yeah you stupid motherfucker {MDKHN: Watch your mouth man} | |
| you talkin all reckless on the phone | |
| [Beans] Fuck you think this the, | |
| Get-Indicted-Hotline or somethin motherfucker? | |
| [MDKHN] 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 | |
| [Beans] What? | |
| [MDKHN] Just tell me how to move this shit man | |
| I'm pushin hardly half a wing back nigga, holla | |
| [Beans] Get a job, holla at Perdue! | |
| {*click*, *dial tone*} |
| zuò qǔ : JayZ | |
| 1900Hustler, Sigel, holla at your boy | |
| What' s the problem shorty? | |
| Shorty | |
| Yeah whattup man | |
| I' m the only nigga from Brooklyn out here man | |
| I' m tryin to lock the spot down, holla at me | |
| Beanie Sigel | |
| Alright hold on Hova, line one | |
| JayZ | |
| 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, shit, 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 cookup | |
| Or gorilla pimp, come up on that killer shit | |
| Take a nigga brick, smack him, then you sell it back to them | |
| Still there Brooklyn? | |
| Shorty | |
| Yeah yeah that' s gangsta, I think I' ma roll with that one | |
| JayZ | |
| Make out a check for eight hundred dollars | |
| Jigga Man, holla click, dial tone | |
| Beans 1900Hustler, Sigel, holla 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 long with that advance money and shit | |
| Beans Yeah | |
| Chris Talkin ' bout chill, chill don' t pay the bills | |
| Beans Yeah I feel that | |
| Chris I know you well connected dog | |
| Let me holla at somebody real | |
| Beans Aight look, I got the perfect person for you, hold on | |
| Bleek, line two | |
| Memphis Bleek | |
| Listen shorty, you wanna roll just give me the word | |
| I ain' t got time for a sentence all that shit is absurd | |
| You find a strip first, if you don' t cook find a bitch 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 O. G.' s classic | |
| 900Hustler, you pass it around | |
| Wanna speak to me direct, hit extension treypound, I' m out | |
| click, dial tone | |
| Beans 1900Hustler, Sigel, holla at your dog | |
| What seem to be the problem young boy? | |
| MDKHN Yo whattup, this Murder Def Kill Homicide Nigga | |
| ?? I got two freaks | |
| Beans Yo watch your fuckin mouth man | |
| MDKHN Fuck you mean watch my mouth nigga? | |
| Been on hold for about two hours nigga | |
| Beans I don' t give a fuck how long you been on the line | |
| shut the fuck up! Matter of fact, hold on | |
| click, classical type music plays | |
| MDKHN I know this nigga ain' t just put.. put me on hold man | |
| This bullshitass elevator music | |
| Beans Free, pick up line five | |
| Free | |
| First things first, watch what you say out your mouth | |
| when you talkin on the phone to hustlers | |
| Never play the house, stink ' dro, keep weed in the couch | |
| when you sittin in the presence of customers | |
| Never hold out, pull out, throw heat and be out | |
| if a nigga ever think that he touchinya | |
| Lay low, get cake, whip all over the state | |
| Stash dough, whip yay with, right amount of bake hoe! | |
| 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 fourfour and he can slip if he like | |
| Young, Jon Benet doin a mission tonight and yo | |
| until you up stay away from them dice and whores | |
| Three smuts, two streaks and a dyke | |
| can pause onethree 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, 1900Hustler | |
| Pass the number til you' re stackin balls | |
| Tell you how to weigh shit wet and package more | |
| I take cash or write the check out to FR | |
| two E' s, that' ll be two G' s | |
| And forget my money I' m comin for all your ki' s, nigga | |
| click, dial tone | |
| Beans 1900Hustler, Sigel, holla at your boy dog | |
| MDKHN Yo whattup young, you put me on hold earlier man what happened | |
| Beans Yeah you stupid motherfucker MDKHN: Watch your mouth man | |
| you talkin all reckless on the phone | |
| Beans Fuck you think this the, | |
| GetIndictedHotline or somethin motherfucker? | |
| MDKHN 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 | |
| Beans What? | |
| MDKHN Just tell me how to move this shit man | |
| I' m pushin hardly half a wing back nigga, holla | |
| Beans Get a job, holla at Perdue! | |
| click, dial tone |