Knock Tha Hustle - Remix

Yeah, third take nigga
 Cozz & Effect nigga
 Yeah, yeah, I got to
 Yeah, yeah
 Jealousy holding enemies hostage
 Eventually the penalty will come and haunt ya
 Hennessey memories leaving me nauseous
 But the Hennessy makes the melodies awesome
 So instead of me talking I'm steady jotting
 And steady plotting on how to gain spaghetti toppings
 You know that parmesan, that cheddar, mozzarella
 The list goes on and on you know my heart is strong
 You know my list is long, I'm a young phenomenon
 It's like these people keep forgetting
 It's always the least expected who ends up getting it
 So don't tell me bout no niggas hating
 What's the point if I hear
 Mr. not giving a fuck with a joint in his ear
 Put that steak on his plate then so long disappear
 Empty gut I'm hungry man, the guns pointing this year
 I'm feeling like I'm dealing with children boy I'm killing
 Niggas already trying to bite styles
 You break a tooth if you bite down
 Bitch I go way too hard
 Cause I've been in this hood dog for way too long man
 I've been quiet for way too long
 Been patiently waiting can't wait too long dog
 I've been broke man for way too long
 No hot water for way too long
 You can't knock the hustle it's way too strong
 Yeah we're way too strong
 Death to the imposters, label me the king
 My dreams could win Oscars, my niggas turned mobsters
 My white friends doctors, fatherless child
 Listen how I got this knowledge is wild
 Streets taught me, speak softly nigga watch from the crowd
 Cause any nigga that's loud, just want attention and eventually blaow
 No fake niggas allowed in my circle dawg
 You been through half the shit I been through it'll hurt ya dawg
 Tread softly, my nigga moving state to state running late watch 'em
 Tryna avoid state troopers, that's the weight watchers
 Run this dope set this cake till they say "Gotcha"
 Or till the fat lady sings, and niggas hate operas
 And Oprah hate niggas
 Make no mistake 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 criticise how you play your cards dawg
 Cause I done beat the odds going way too hard
 I been getting slept on for way too long
 I been patiently waiting for way too long
 I been quiet dawg for way too long
 You can't knock the hustle dawg it's way too strong
 It's way too strong
 I said you can't knock my hustle dawg it's way too strong
 It's way too strong
 Look, I never admit it, tryna get my brother acquitted
 Yo' tell the judge I be happy to pay him off if he's with it
 My flesh and blood, hauled off to the cell
 I search for heaven as I see him getting lost in this hell
 Headed for coffin or jail, to never try is the ultimate fail
 But love is wanting more for someone than they want for themselves
 Deep, I guess I love a lot
 Because the more I do my thang the more I feel the guilt and shame that my brother's not
 Reminisce as we was kids screaming "Fuck a cop"
 Guess he took it serious, for me that shit was just for props
 Arms too skinny to hug the block
 I found comfort in my dreams, of things seen on the screen of fortune and fame
 Decisions, decisions, the Porsche or the Range
 I take a trip back to the 'Ville only corpses remain
 Some of them niggas still breathing but they dead inside
 Victims of a genocide
 Tears fill my eyes dawg
 Cause I've been out of touch man for way too long
 I've been out in Hollywood for way too long
 I've been, getting this paper for way too long
 I ain't called my pops back in way too long
 I done make my girl wait for way too long
 I wonder if I changed, am I way too on?
 Can't knock my hustle but It's way too strong
 It's way too strong