Luyện nghe bài hát Knock The Hustle (Remix)

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

1: Cozz]
Jealousy holding enemies
Eventually the will come and haunt ya
Hennessey memories me nauseous
But the Hennessy makes the awesome
So instead of me talking I'm jotting
And steady plotting on how to spaghetti toppings
You know that parmesan, that cheddar,
The list goes on and on you my heart is dark
You my list is long, I'm a young phenomenon
It's like these keep forgetting
It's always the expected who ends up getting it
So don't tell me bout no hating
What's the point if I
Mr. not a fuck with a joint in his ear
Put that on his plate then so long disappear
Empty gut I'm hungry man, the guns pointing this
I'm feeling like I'm with children boy I'm killing
Niggas already trying to bite
You break a tooth if you down
Bitch I go way too

1: Cozz]
Cause been in this hood dog for way too long man
I've quiet for way too long
Been patiently can't wait too long dog
I've been man for way too long
No hot for way too long
You can't knock the it's way too strong
Yeah way too strong

2: J. Cole]
Death to the imposters, label me the
My dreams win Oscars, my niggas turned mobsters
My white friends doctors, fatherless
Listen how I got this knowledge is
Streets taught me, speak softly nigga from the crowd
Cause any nigga that's loud, just attention and eventually blaow
No fake niggas allowed in my circle
You through half the shit I been through it'll hurt ya dawg
Tread softly, my nigga state to state running late watch 'em
Tryna state troopers, that's the weight watchers
Run dope set this cake till they say "Gotcha"
Or till the fat lady sings, and hate oprahs
And Oprah hate
Make no mistake we know the stake still, we hope to make over 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 been getting slept on for way too
I been waiting for way too long
I quiet dawg for way too long
You can't know the hustle dawg way too strong
It's way too
I said you can't knock my hustle dawg it's way too
way too strong

[Verse 3: J.
Look, I never admit it, get my brother acquitted
Yo' the judge I be happy to pay him off if he's with it
My flesh and blood, off to the cell
I search for heaven as I see him getting lost in this
for coffin or jail
To never try is the ultimate
But love is wanting more for someone than 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 that was just for props
Arms too skinny to hug the
I found in my dreams, of things seen on the screen of fortune and fame
Decisions, decisions, the or the Range
I a trip back to the 'Ville only corpses remain
of them niggas still breathing but they dead inside
Victims of a
Tears fill my dawg

[Hook 3: J.
Cause I've out of touch man for way too long
I've been out in Hollywood for way too
I've been, getting paper for way too long
I ain't called my back in way too long
I done make my girl wait for way too
I if I changed in my way to own
knock my hustle but It's way too strong
It's way too

J. Cole]
Cozz &

Cole
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