Can't Knock The Hustle

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Ah shit, okay, okay, alright. Big man! You wanna make some big bucks
 Let's see how tough you are. You know something about cocaine? Digame!
 You kidding me or what man?
 There's a bunch of Colombians coming in Friday, new guys
 They said they got two keys for us, openers
 Pure cocaine, you tell 'em, capiche?
 I want you to go over there
 And if it's what they say it is, you buy it, you bring it back
 You can do that you make five grand
 Meet them at the Bodegas, noon Friday
 You get the buy money then
 Oh and chico, if anything happens to the buy money
 Eh, pobrecito
 Jay-z's gonna stick your heads up your asses faster than a rabbit gets fucked
 Bounce, bounce, bounce, Jay-Z huh?
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, Roc-A-Fella y'all, ha ha
 Bounce, bounce, bounce, Roc-A-Fella y'all
 Check, check
 Yo, I'm making short term goals, when the weather folds
 Just put away the leathers and put ice on the gold
 Chilly with enough bail money to free a big Willy
 High stakes, I got more at stake than Philly
 Shopping sprees, cop in three, deuce fever IS's fully loaded, ah yes
 Bouncing in the Lex Luger, tires smoke like Buddha
 50 G's to the crap shooter, niggas can't fade me
 Chrome socks beaming, through my peripheral I see ya scheming
 Stop dreamin', I leave ya body steaming
 Niggas is fiending, what's the meaning
 I'm leaning on any nigga intervening with the sound of my money machinin'
 My cup runneth over with hundreds
 I'm one of the best niggas that done it
 Six digits and running
 Y'all niggas don't want it
 I got the godfather flow, the don Juan Demarco
 Swear to god, don't get it fucked up
 I'm taking out this time
 To give you a piece of my mind
 (Cause you can't knock the hustle)
 But though you think you are
 Baby one day you'll be a star
 Last seen out of state where I drop my sling
 I'm deep in the south kicking up top game
 Bouncing on the highway switching 4 lanes
 Screaming through the sun roof money ain't a thang
 Your worst fear confirmed,
 Me and my fam roll tight like the firm
 Getting down for life, that's right, you better learn
 Why play with fire, burn
 We get together like a choir
 To acquire what we desire
 We do dirt like worms
 Produce G's like sperm
 'Til legs spread like germs
 I got extensive hoes, with expensive clothes
 And I sip wine, and spit vintage flows
 But y'all don't know
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 'Cause you can't knock the hustle
 But until then lately, I'm the one who's crazy
 'Cause that's the way ya making me feel (the way you make me feel)
 ('Cause you can't knock the hustle)
 I'm just trying to get mine, I don't have the time
 To knock the hustle for real
 Y'all niggas lunching, punching a clock
 My function is to make much 'n' lay back munching
 Sipping Remy on the rocks, my crew
 Something to watch nothing to stop, unstoppable
 Scheme on the ice, I gotta hot your crew
 I gotta let you niggas know the time like movado
 My motto, stack rocks like Colorado
 Bottle off the champagne, crystals by the bottle
 It's a damn shame what you're not though (Who?) me slick like a gato, fuckin' Jay-Z
 Pops knew exactly what he did when he made me
 Tried to get a nut and he got a nut and what
 Straight banana's
 Can a nigga, see me
 Got the US Open, advantage jigga
 Serve like Sampras, play fake a rappers like a campus Le Tigre
 Son you're too eager
 You ain't having it? Good, me either
 Lets get together and make this whole world believers
 At my arraignment, screaming
 All these blacks got is sports and entertainment, until we even
 Thieving, as long as I'm breathing
 Can't knock the way a nigga eating
 Fuck you even
 Taking out this time
 To give you a piece of my mind
 But though you think you are
 Baby one day you'll be a star
 But until then lately
 I'm the one who's crazy
 'Cause that's the way ya making me feel
 I'm just trying to get mine, I don't have the time
 To knock the hustle for real
 

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Duration
05:17
Key
7
Tempo
95 BPM

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