Luyện nghe bài hát Knock Tha Hustle (Remix)

[Intro:
Yeah, third take
Cozz & nigga
Yeah, yeah, I got to
Yeah,

[Verse 1:
Jealousy holding enemies
Eventually the penalty come and haunt ya
memories leaving me nauseous
But the makes the melodies awesome
So of me talking I'm steady jotting
And steady plotting on how to gain spaghetti
You know that parmesan, that cheddar,
The list goes on and on you know my heart is
You my list is long, I'm a young phenomenon
It's like people keep forgetting
It's the least expected who ends up getting it
So don't me bout no niggas hating
What's the if I hear
Mr. not giving a fuck with a in his ear
Put that steak on his then so long disappear
Empty gut I'm hungry man, the guns this year
I'm feeling like I'm dealing children boy I'm killing
Niggas trying to bite styles
You break a tooth if you down
I go way too hard

[Hook 1:
I've been in this hood dog for way too long man
I've quiet for way too long
Been waiting can't wait too long dog
I've been man for way too long
No hot water for way too
You can't the hustle it's way too strong
Yeah we're way too

[Verse 2: J.
Death to the imposters, me the king
My could win Oscars, my niggas turned mobsters
My friends doctors, fatherless child
Listen how I got this is wild
Streets taught me, softly nigga watch from the crowd
Cause any nigga that's loud, want attention and eventually blaow
No fake niggas allowed in my circle
You been half the shit I been through it'll hurt ya dawg
Tread softly, my nigga moving state to state running late 'em
Tryna avoid troopers, that's the weight watchers
Run this dope set this till they say "Gotcha"
Or till the fat lady sings, and niggas hate
And Oprah niggas
Make no mistake that we know the stake still, we hope to make eight figures
Slim chances, but niggas bet against the odds and who am I to criticise how you play cards dawg

[Hook 2: J.
Cause I done beat the odds going way too
I getting slept on for way too long
I been patiently waiting for way too
I been quiet for way too long
You can't knock the hustle dawg it's way too
It's way too
I said you can't knock my hustle it's way too strong
It's way too

[Verse 3: J.
Look, I never admit it, get my brother acquitted
Yo' tell the I be happy to pay him off if he's with it
My flesh and blood, off to the cell
I search for as I see him getting lost in this hell
Headed for or jail
To never try is the fail
But love is more for someone than they want for themselves
Deep, I I love a lot
Because the more I do my the more I feel the guilt and shame that my brother's not
Reminisce as we was kids "Fuck a cop"
Guess he it serious, for me that shit was just for props
Arms too to hug the block
I found comfort in my dreams, of things on the screen of fortune and fame
Decisions, decisions, the Porsche or the
I take a trip back to the 'Ville corpses remain
of them niggas still breathing but they dead inside
Victims of a
Tears fill my eyes

3: J. Cole]
Cause I've out of touch man for way too long
I've out in Hollywood for way too long
I've been, this paper for way too long
I ain't called my pops in way too long
I done make my wait for way too long
I if I changed, am I way too on?
Can't knock my hustle but way too strong
It's way too

J. Cole]
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