Can't Knock The Hustle Songtext / Lyric

Bounce, bounce, bounce, Jay-Z,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Roc-A-Fella, y'all

Bounce, bounce, bounce, Roc-A-Fella, y'all

Check, check



Yo, I'm makin' 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



Shoppin' sprees, copin' three

Deuce fever, IS's fully loaded, hehe, yes

Bouncin' in the Lex Luger, tires smoke like buddha

50 G's to the crap shooter, niggaz can't fade me



Chrome socks beamin' through my peripheral I see ya schemin'

Stop dreamin', I leave your body steamin'

Niggaz is fiendin', what's the meanin'?

I'm leanin' on any nigga intervenin'

With the sound of my money machine-in'






My cup runneth over with hundreds

I'm one of the best niggas that done it, six digits and runnin'

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 takin' out this time

To give you a piece of my mind

'Cause you can't knock the hustle

Who do you think you are?

Baby, one day you'll be a star



Last seen out of state where I drop my slang

I'm deep in the South kickin' up top game

Bouncin' on the highway, switchin' fo' lanes

Screamin' through the sunroof 'Money Ain't A Thang'



Your worst fear confirmed

Me and my fam' roll tight like The Firm

Gettin' 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 fine wines and spit vintage flows



What y'all don't know?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

'Cause you can't knock the hustle



But until the late thang, I'm the one who's crazy

'Cause that's the way you're makin' me feel

'Cause you can't knock the hustle

I'm just tryin' to get mine, I don't have the time

To knock the hustle for real



Yo, y'all niggaz lunchin', punchin' the clock

My function is to make much and lay back munchin'

Sippin' Remy on the rocks, my crew, somethin' to watch

Nothin' to stop, unstoppable



Scheme on the ice, I gotta hot your crew

I gotta let you niggaz know the time like Movado

My motto 'Stack rocks like Colorado'

Auto off the champagne, Cristals by the bottle



It's a damn shame what you're not though, who? Me

Slick like a gato, fuckin' Jay-Z

My pops knew exactly what he did when he made me

Tried to get a nut and he got a nut and what



Straight bananas, 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 havin' it? Good, me either



Let's, get together and make this whole world believe us, huh?

At my arrangement, screamin'

All us blacks got is sports and entertainment

Until we even, thievin' as long as I'm breathin'

Can't knock the way a nigga eatin', fuck you even



I'm takin' out this time

To give you a piece of my mind

Who do you think you are?

Baby, one day you'll be a star



But until the late thang, I'm the one who's crazy

'Cause that's the way you're makin' me feel

I'm just tryin' to get mine, I don't have the time

To knock the hustle for real



Roc-A-Fella, y'all and we rule shit

Roc-A-Fella, y'all

For you can't knock the hustle