Mary J Blige - Can't Knock The Hustle Lyrics
Jay z f/ mary j. bligeIm makin short term goals, wonder whether foesJust put away the leathers and put ice on the goldChilly with enough bail money to free a big willyHigh stakes, I got more at stake than phillyShoppin sprees, copin three, duece fever I guess its fully loaded,Ah yes,Bouncin in the lex luger, tires smoke like buddha50 gs to the crap shooter,Niggas cant fade meChrome socks beamin, through my periphial I see ya scheminStop dreamin,i leave ya body steaminNiggas is feenin, whats the meaninIm leanin on any nigga intervenin with the sound of my money machine-inMy cuff runnin over with hundredsIm one of the best niggas that done itSix digits and runnin,Yall niggas dont want itI got the godfather flow, the don juan demarcoSwear to god, dont get it *****ed up(chorus) ~mary j. bligeTakin out this timeTo give you a piece of my mind(cause you cant knock the hustle)But though you think you areBaby one day youll be a starThat scene out of state where I drop my slangIm deep in the south kickin up top gameBouncin on the highway switchin 4 lanesScreamin through the sun roof money aint a thangYour worst fear confirmed,Me and my fam roll tight like the firmGettin down for life, thats right, you better learnWhy play with fire, burnWe get together like a choirTo acquire what we desireWe do dirt like wormsProduce gs like spermTil legs spread like germsI got extensive hoes, with expensive clothesAnd I sip wine, and split ends exposedBut yall dont know...Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,Cause you cant knock the hustleMary j.blige:But until that day thenIm the one whose crazyCause thats the way ya makin me feel(cause you cant knock the hustle)Im just tryin to get mine,I dont have the timeTo knock the hustle, for real!Yall niggas lunchin, punchin a clockMy function is lo make much n lay back munchinSippin remy on rocks, my crewSomethin to watch nothin to stopUn......stoppableScheme on the ice, I gotta hide your crewI gottaLet you niggas know the time like movadoMy motto,Stack rocks like coloradoBottle off the champagne, cristals by the bottleIts a damn shame what ya knot thoughMe slick like I got though (who? )*****in jay-zPops knew exactly what he did when he made meTried to get a nut and he got a nut and whatStraight bananasCan a nigga, see meGot the us open, advantage jiggaServe like sampras, play fake a rappers like a campus(netigra? ? ? ), son youre to eagerYou aint havin it? good, me eitherLets get together and make this whole world believersAt my araignment, screaminAll these blacks got is sports and entertainment, until we evenThievin, as long as Im breathinCant knock the way a nigga eatin***** you evenMary j. bligeTakin out this timeTo give you a piece of my mindBut though you think you areBaby one day youll be a starBut until that day thenIm the one whose crazyCause thats the way ya makin me feel,Im just tryin to get mine, I dont have the timeTo knock the hustle, for real!
