Luyện nghe bài hát Knock The Hustle

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

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

[Hook 1:
Cause I've been in this hood dog for way too man
I've been for way too long
Been patiently waiting can't too long dog
been broke man for way too long
No hot for way too long
You can't knock the hustle way too strong
Yeah we're way too

[Verse 2: J.
Death to the imposters, label me the
My dreams win Oscars, my niggas turned mobsters
My friends doctors, fatherless child
Listen how I got this is wild
taught me, speak softly nigga watch from the crowd
Cause any nigga that's loud, just want and eventually blaow
No fake allowed in my circle dawg
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 state troopers, that's the watchers
Run this dope set cake till they say "Gotcha"
Or till the fat lady sings, and niggas oprahs
And Oprah niggas
Make no mistake that we know the stake still, we to make over eight figures
Slim chances, but niggas bet the odds and who am I to criticise how you play your cards dawg

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

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

3: J. Cole]
Cause I've been out of touch man for way too
I've out in Hollywood for way too long
I've been, getting this for way too long
I ain't my pops back in way too long
I done make my girl for way too long
I wonder if I in my way to own
Can't my hustle but It's way too strong
It's way too

[Outro: J.
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Cole
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