Luyện nghe bài hát Knock The Hustle (Remix)

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

[Verse 1:
Jealousy holding enemies
Eventually the will come and haunt ya
Hennessey leaving me nauseous
But the Hennessy the melodies awesome
So instead of me I'm steady jotting
And plotting on how to gain spaghetti toppings
You know parmesan, that cheddar, mozzarella
The goes on and on you know my heart is dark
You know my list is long, I'm a phenomenon
like these people keep forgetting
It's always the least expected who ends up it
So don't tell me no niggas hating
the point if I hear
Mr. not giving a fuck a joint in his ear
Put steak on his plate then so long disappear
Empty gut I'm hungry man, the guns pointing year
I'm feeling like I'm with children boy I'm killing
Niggas trying to bite styles
You break a tooth if you bite
Bitch I go way too

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

2: J. Cole]
Death to the imposters, me the king
My dreams could win Oscars, my niggas turned
My white doctors, fatherless child
how I got this knowledge is wild
Streets me, speak softly nigga watch from the crowd
Cause any nigga that's loud, just want attention and eventually
No niggas allowed in my circle dawg
You been half the shit I been through it'll hurt ya dawg
softly, my nigga moving state to state running late watch 'em
Tryna avoid state troopers, that's the weight
Run this dope set this cake they say "Gotcha"
Or till the fat lady sings, and niggas hate
And Oprah hate
Make no that 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 how you play your cards dawg

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

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

[Hook 3: J.
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 paper for way too
I ain't called my pops back in way too
I done make my girl wait for way too
I wonder if I in my way to own
Can't knock my hustle but It's way too
It's way too

[Outro: J.
& Effect

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