Can't Knock the Hustle by Richie Evans & Rick Ross
Can't Knock the Hustle by Richie Evans & Rick Ross

Can’t Knock the Hustle

Richie Evans & Rick Ross * Track #4 On Highly Favored

Can’t Knock the Hustle Lyrics

[Intro: Richie Evans]
Yeah
You already know what time it is, my nigga
Fly shit only
You know what I mean?
Richie
Go

[Verse 1: Richie Evans]
That nigga Richie from Phoenix, he got the city popping
He known across the globe, from Dallas to Compton
He was signed the Game, but then he grew up
Now in that executive role, pickin' his suit up
Couple bitches around really tryna choose up
That oyster perpetual, Rollie bustin', it's jeweled up
Fly as a don, Kobe Bryant slash LeBron
That should explain the type of wave that I'm on
Supreme living, еlite ambition, Calico vision
Hundred M's is my secrеt mission
Yeah, knowing my purpose, standing above the surface
Watching for these fake snakes, jakes, and serpents
Yeah, I'm tryin' to win at the top tier
And bring the title to my city home this year
Everything that I'm speakin' is facts
My next move is hanging plaques off rap
Yeah, that

[Chorus]
Real life, I made my own, I put myself on this time
I made a promise, so we won't be long, all my life
Man, I been paying dues to pay the bills
To make it to the top, king of the hill
You can't skip the experience, been through the struggle (It's the biggest boss in the game Ricky Rozay, I'm rockin' with my family, check, yo)
So you can't knock the hustle

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Swimming like an angel, falling out the sky
Look me in my eyes, that's if you wanna ride
'59 Impala, quarter milly in it
Niggas tripping, fuck around and did a killin' in it
Mad shot
All she seen was a rag top
Threw some money out the window from the wise guys
Never knock the hustle of a young nigga
You never know who winnin' or which one realer
I got my windows closed, I'm blowing thick smoke
Niggas throwin' sets up, I'm gettin' rich though
Fucks with all my homies like we kinfolk
Hittin' switches on the bitches and I'm sittin' low
Gave my homie life, that nigga ten toes
Write a letter every month, we still real close
Real niggas doing real things
He came home when the pill came (Maybach Music)

[Chorus]
Real life, I made my own, I put myself on this time
I made a promise, so we won't be long, all my life
Man, I been paying dues to pay the bills
To make it to the top, king of the hill
You can't skip the experience, been through the struggle
So you can't knock the hustle

[Verse 3: Richie Evans]
Yeah, I'm on the bubble
Hustle's so infectious, I had to embrace the struggle
Everything I got, the boy earned
Stayed down in the fire, played cool, and learned
You niggas is silly, looking for a milly
I'm looking for a billy, really
West Coast nigga with the Nas part, I grind hard
Voice of the city, in the streets, and iHeart
I told Ross, "Let me bubble"
Keep it one hundred, nigga couldn't knock the hustle
Really ice with it
Throw the dice with it
It's my life with it
Richie nice with it
Yeah, I told you once, I'm at the top tier
And bring the title to my city home this year
Everything that I'm speakin' is facts
My next move is hangin' plaques off rap
Yeah, that

[Chorus]
Real life, I made my own, I put myself on this time
I made a promise, so we won't be long, all my life
Man, I been paying dues to pay the bills
To make it to the top, king of the hill
You can't skip the experience, been through the struggle
So you can't knock the hustle

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