Keep on trying,
You can never hold me down (you can`t hold me)
You can never hold me down (you can`t hold me)
You can never hold me down (you can`t hold me)
C, C, Can`t hold me

Verse 1.
This is dope boy music, American Dream
we let them choppers sing like that little [bad word] Dream
No Auto-tune unless I`m tunning out the burrough
Flying through ya borough, (Red) Camaro
I had `em shook like coach on Reggie Bush
With that 4-5 coat hanger, bang em and let me push
I used to get my [bad word] wooped for listenin to spice 1
On the court, game point, fade away, nice one
same court where the fiends get they white from
hustle till the [bad word] crouch down low, with a pocket full of money
shooting dice in my white 1`s
roll another seven of the night on my white 1`s
I had a jumper, plus I was pumpin
Moms and pops was both gangsters any drama I will slump `em
How the [bad word] you think I got the name Game
Same way them Lakers got all of them [bad word] rings
Hustlin

Bridge:
Hustling Championship ring
Hustling Metaphor street king
(Hustling) My moms worked the grave yard Shift
She was bustin it while I at home straight Hustlin

Verse 2.
I had 2 brothers niggas didn`t [bad word] with `em
They was like, that`s our little brother don`t [bad word] with him
They shot `em both so, I was like [bad word] it then
Called up the hommies im ready, [bad word] jump me in
Hopped in the Ride, same one the pump be in
I`m bout to do these niggas worse then Columbians
And I aint hopping out the car like Trey did
I`m turnin off the lights and pullin up like "Say Kid"

Bridge:
Hustlin Championship ring
Hustlin Metaphor street king
Hustlin Drop top chain swing
Hustlin, Hustlin

Verse 3.
It was a cold Day in 1996
Fav bar Reasonable Doubt Over
Before that day, we aint know [bad word] about hova
He was talking Cristall, and 4.6 Rovers
But all we knew were 5.0`s and Toyota`s
So, We took Y`alls swag y`all took our rags
The way I see it, it`s a fair exchange why you Mad
Son, Yeah Jay was one of my teachers
Bumpin Roc-A-Fella but, couldn`t get a feature
Was like, Being underage and couldn`t get a beeper

Missing sales cuz the onions still stuck in my sneaker
Talkin to Streetsweeper,
Dodgin the Grim Reaper,
Hit My block after 8 o`clock I`ll make you a believer
We was movin white kid, the Justin Beiber
Us and homeless shelters no different we both feed `em
Playing John Madden smoking all my [bad word] weed up
Relaxin with my feet up, Waiting for the Re-Up

Intro:
Keep on trying,
You can never hold me down
You can never hold me down (you can`t hold me)
You can never hold me down (you can`t hold me)
C, C, Can`t hold me (x2)

Verse 4.
How I sell 10 million and stay hood, somebody holla at me
If I go to jail you [bad word] aint gone throw a dolla at me
Like my [bad word] frog, threw his impala at me
Like when I was in the bay and 40 popped his colla at me
That`s why when [bad word] through, She look like Halle Berry
I`m in this Game by myself, Solitaire
Every now and then, you my see me with a couple friends
Same ones that was right there, When I had a couple ends
No [bad word] Benz,
No [bad word] House,
Just a [bad word] Couch,
So shut Yo [bad word] Mouth,
Before I zip it up, Say [bad word] Rap [bad word] Interscope, Take my contract and rip it up
Aftermath`s Bad Boy
Like BIG and Puff
The Giant can`t sleep cuz niggas steady tryina dig him up
And while you Mother [bad word] waitin on Toronto
I`m in the hood with Pancho
Stacking Rajon Rondo

Bridge:
Hustlin Championship rings
Hustlin Metaphor street king
(Hustling)And while you Mother [bad word] waitin on Toronto
I`m in the hood with Pancho
Stacking Rajon Rondo

Intro:
Keep on trying,
You can never hold me down
You can never hold me down (you can`t hold me)
You can never hold me down (you can`t hold me)
C, C, Can`t hold me

Keep on trying,
You can never hold me down