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Nipsey Hussle - Between Us Lyrics and Video (Ft. K Camp)
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K Camp,
Nipsey Hussle
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'Between Us' Lyrics - Nipsey Hussle Ft. K Camp
Here is Between Us Lyrics by Nipsey Hussle Ft. K Camp
(Hook)
Nigga I’mma live like it’s my last
Word ‘bout the bitches we done had
Baby I’m so focused on this cash
I said baby I’m so focused on this cash
I said she wanna roll cus she see me in that Rarri
I ain’t got no time, gotta put her on the side
You can’t come between it, tween it
You can’t come between it
Baby I’m so focused on this cash
(Verse)
VS bands on my row
Perfected my row
Focus my mind,
Got to this dough
One of a kind
Not like what you know
True to my oath
I powder my growth
I come from the turf
I double my worth
I made some mistakes
But that’s just part of my search
I connect with my words
Right at the part where it hurts
This life is a bitch
My hand up her skirt
Had a thirst to get rich
Couple stains on my shirt
Every reason to fail
But we was makin it work
We was walkin on water
You can say it was church
All this money I’m makin
Every day I’mma splurge
Boy!
(Hook)
Nigga I’mma live like it’s my last
Word ‘bout the bitches we done had
Baby I’m so focused on this cash
I said baby I’m so focused on this cash
I said she wanna roll cus she see me in that Rarri
I ain’t got no time, gotta put her on the side
You can’t come between it, tween it
You can’t come between it
Baby I’m so focused on this cash
(Verse)
Been on that clicko on kush
All yo buttons I push
We pull up in that Benz
All them pictures they took
Paparazzi gon fly
Let’s come back from the side
Ain’t no limit like Percy
But we like Jada and Pac
Let’s invest in these stocks
Let’s vacate on these yachts
Let’s go chill out in Bali
Let’s make a tape and let’s watch
Let’s by two of those watches
Let’s go do it on Kobo
Let’s fly out to Atlanta,
You played that role like ain’t a problem
I fuck wit yo style
You should be somebody stylin
Every time we have sex
We’re makin noises the loudest
Faces we’re makin
Paper I’m chasin
If I make you my girl
You ask if I could be faithful
I’m stuck to these streets
As long as there’s loot
Addicted to crime
But I’m attracted to you
Pull up in that Porsche
Then hop in that coupe
Pull off in that Benz
It’s me and that’s you uh
(Hook)
Nigga I’mma live like it’s my last
Word ‘bout the bitches we done had
Baby I’m so focused on this cash
I said baby I’m so focused on this cash
I said she wanna roll cus she see me in that Rarri
I ain’t got no time, gotta put her on the side
You can’t come between it, tween it
You can’t come between it
Baby I’m so focused on this cash
(Verse)
Girl yo sex the best
Hookies on yo neck
Better wave the dress
Plus that pussy wet
Do it til you sweat
And yo hair a mess
I’m late for work
But you can care less
You been livin more
You been letting go
You been having fun
Just to let me know
But you down to ride
You down to roll
You know the game
And how it go
(Hook)
Nigga I’mma live like it’s my last
Word ‘bout the bitches we done had
Baby I’m so focused on this cash
I said baby I’m so focused on this cash
I said she wanna roll cus she see me in that Rarri
I ain’t got no time, gotta put her on the side
You can’t come between it, tween it
You can’t come between it
Baby I’m so focused on this cash
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Tuesday, January 28, 2014 |
Hit-Boy - Alert Lyrics and Video (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)
Artist
Hit-Boy,
Nipsey Hussle
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'Alert' Lyrics - Hit-Boy ft. Nipsey Hussle
Here is Alert Lyrics by Hit-Boy Ft. Nipsey Hussle
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic
New king of this beat shit, I'm the hardest
Just being honest
You ain't got a Grammy, nigga, don't comment
This is my HS87 promise, I go crazy killer retarded
When I touch the beat and get started, Barry Bonds it
And I hit these hoes with the peace sign
Nigga, As-alaykum salaam it
Boy, you better get your work up
Been the same niggas since surf club
Stay putting on for that best side
I'mma make sure that they heard us
I know what it is
These niggas ain't real, tell the truth 'bout how I feel
Fuck these niggas, what's the deal?
I know what it is
Y'all forgot I ride around on the weekend
Top down for no reason, y'all was missing that G shit
Y'all was missing that G-shit
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
Y'all was missing that G-shit
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
Y'all was missing that G-shit
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
Y'all was missing that G-shit
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic
I'm out here on my Pac shit
She out here on her fake devils
Niggas still on that fraud shit
Selling out all of my concerts
Breaking bread with my dos, shit
Repeat the steps till we all rich
Repeat the steps till we all rich
I'm getting that change
Sitting on deuces, riding on straps
One part of my brain was like
"Hussle, get to it, just sign on your name"
Probably play, I really came up from running from grace
Stunting on stage, just busting my blaze for ??
I know what it is
These niggas ain't real, tell the truth 'bout how I feel
Fuck these niggas, what's the deal?
I know what it is
Y'all forgot I ride around on the weekend
Top down for no reason, y'all was missing that G shit
Y'all was missing that G-shit
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
Y'all was missing that G-shit
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
Y'all was missing that G-shit
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
Y'all was missing that G-shit
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
Young west side niggas screaming we don't give a fuck
Niggas, throw your dubs up
Young west side niggas screaming we don't give a fuck
Niggas, throw your dubs up
Look, I don't waste time, I take mine
From the state line to Boston
New York to Austin, from bass line out to??
Try me, I go postal
This the shit the OG opposed to
And I'm merking this ‘cause I'm supposed to
Steady mining in this bitch, I got my crew with me
Life is good, my name is Chancy, I'm the new Pimp C
Musically you see movie scenes with this on
Magazines we twist on
Eyes low when I'm gone, give me some more
You wanna hit the splif, come
Let me welcome everybody to the wild wild west
We ain't even gotta ask, bitch, I'm high, high yes
I know what it is
These niggas ain't real, tell the truth 'bout how I feel
Fuck these niggas, what's the deal?
I know what it is
Y'all forgot I ride around on the weekend
Top down for no reason, y'all was missing that G shit
Y'all was missing that G-shit
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
Y'all was missing that G-shit
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
Y'all was missing that G-shit
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
Y'all was missing that G-shit
You ain't felt this shit since the chronic
HS87, HS87
HS87 on the screen
HS87, HS87
HS87 on the screen
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Sunday, December 15, 2013 |
Master P - God Forgive Us Lyrics and Video (Ft. Game & Nipsey Hu$$le)
Artist
Game,
Master P,
Nipsey Hussle
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'God Forgive Us' Lyrics - Master P ft. Game & Nipsey Hu$$le
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(Intro)
God forgive us cus we do not know what we do
We only do what we see
The gift
All my real niggas out there
No limit forever mane
I told you it ain’t over, I made these niggas
I’m back to get what’s mine
This my life uh
This my life nigga
No limit forever
Boss of all bosses
Godfathered this shit nigga
(Verse)
A lil skinny nigga called me underdog
Hanging with my potnas, parkin that expensive cars
It’s funny how the rock that changed a nigga life
Went from sleepin on the floors to mattress, fuckin over night
Took grandma to the church, had to pay my ties
100 G’s to the preacher, shoulda seen his eyes
My auntie cry every time when she sees me strapped
But these lil nigga to kill yo life is just one trip
Keep my pistol cocked, homie I don’t fuck with cowards
Took my bitch out the hood, here’s a million dollars
Put my trust in God and I love haters
Cus every time they talk shit, nigga I get paper
Watch yo enemies, you even got to watch yo friends
Peter told Jesus he love Him then he did Him in
Boz caused this shit last year man this shit funny
Real niggas that turned bitch behind a little money
I thank God for my potna, my nigga Joey
Cus when I was hurt and he ain’t talk shit, he said pitch and throw it
(Hook)
Yea, let’s make a toast to this real shit
And all the bullshit we had to deal with
We started off with crumbs, we had to build bricks
I pray 20 years later that I’m still rich
Rollin up switchers to this real shit
She still prayin for the patience not to kill shit
We started off with crumbs, we had to build bricks
It’s no limit to this real shit
(Verse)
It’s the untouchable, grew up on the Huxtable
So it’s nothing for me to kick in the door and fuck wit you
Tie you and yo bitch up, then hop in the truck wit you
You die on yo way to the trap, the knife stuck in you
This next bar for Rihanna, I’m fuckin you
Gangsta, hit it doggie style, what Chris Brown bump it to
Love bitches, smoke weed, cut pies, sold dope
Drove Rarris, parked Mazzis
Crooked on Appalachian sloaps
Ayo P they ain’t seen a cold nigga like this be
But these are the memoires of the gold rope
Hollywood never, them the white boys I sold coke
Crazy motherfucker, my conscience dream for a loco
Ice tea in them bricks, I been fuckin with Coco
11 years old, I had a triple beam before I had a G.I. Joe
Birds by the boatload, that bitch life in a choke hold
It’s hard to trust hoes, you see what happened to Ocho
Yea, ain’t no limit to this real shit
Masterin them pieces, 12, it’s time to kill shit
(Hook)
Yea, let’s make a toast to this real shit
And all the bullshit we had to deal with
We started off with crumbs, we had to build bricks
I pray 20 years later that I’m still rich
Rollin up switchers to this real shit
She still prayin for the patience not to kill shit
We started off with crumbs, we had to build bricks
It’s no limit to this real shit
(Outro)
Keep the credits rollin nigga
This my movie, I’m the director
I told yall niggas
Yall done woke up that motherfuckin sleep and jock
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Saturday, December 07, 2013 |
YG - You Broke Lyrics and Video (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)
Artist
Nipsey Hussle,
YG
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[Hook]
You broke – shut up
Don’t talk to me, get your bread up
And we used to fuck but I got fed up
We eatin’ …
All my, all my feta
You broke – shut up
Don’t talk to me, get your bread up
And we used to fuck but I got fed up
We eatin’ …
All my, all my feta
[Verse 1]
You won’t rap, that fuckin’ throwback
I’m some crack
You ain’t gotta be a scientist to know that
Been to that money, nothin’ before that
Bitch I’ll do you dirty, dirty like a floor mat
Yeah I’m tired of hearin’ about what you need
I’m tired of preparin’ for your weeks
I’m tired of you fuckin’ me, tryin’ to get pregnant
Knowin’ if you had a baby you’ll say you fuckin’ couldn’t help it
I be ridin’ through the city bumpin’ 2 Chainz
I ain’t worried ‘bout the police, I got two names
Keep the sharp ‘cause sometimes you gotta do things
She give away that pussy like loose change
Tryna have a nigga baby, the ceiling never…
This ain’t recess, bitch you know I don’t play-play
Just bought a… just took a vacay
Nigga you too broke, you need to call Triple A, eh?
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
How you fuck for cash but you not a hoe?
And how I’m gon’ respect you if your pockets broke?
On your rap sheet a whole lot of bros
It’s a clinic on Western but you out of dough
You’re broke, your pussy stink, you borrow clothes
Lost the little guap that you had playin’ with your nose
I dedicate this to my last bitch
Swear I got cash and started actin’ like a…
Catch up, keep up, Cutlass with the beat up
I be buyin’ pounds, so naw we can’t peace up
Rollie with the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king, huh?
It’s money over bitches, never fuck this thing up
She still fainted when she seen us
I’m a Grade A nigga, youse a C+
I got a room a got a broom, bitch, clean up
Hit the blade, and play my fee up
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
You shoppin’ at Louis when your baby need Wick
You some broke niggas, wouldn’t know you need shit
You sick – you triflin’
I heard in the ‘hood your bitch cyclin’
Nobody wifin’ yours…
Young nigga got money, no yeah
Fast money, fast bitches takin’ hot baths
And me and relations don’t last
I’m hustlin’, hustlin’, got the bands on my Scotty Sandow
I’m hangin’ out the window, bangin’ out the widow
Throw it up chunky – wrists all chunky
I heard your pussy smell funky
And I ain’t used to what you’re used to
The only thing in your ear is a Bluetooth
You niggas ain’t blinged-out, 20 racks I blow that
5-10-15 I let my nigga hold that
[Hook]
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Sunday, January 20, 2013 |
Rockie Fresh - Life Long Lyrics and Video (Ft. Rick Ross & Nipsey Hussle)
Artist
Nipsey Hussle,
Rick Ross,
Rockie Fresh
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[Intro]
So self-made
Shout-out my Crenshaw niggas
Them down-south niggas
Yeah…
[Verse 1]
I pray I never die a broke nigga
Terrell Owens, owing all the dope dealers
Sometimes I glorify the finer things
Because I didn’t see them minor things
And the games are known by the refs
Restaurants, I’m even greeted by the chefs
Hangin’ with the Jews, you’ll get the meat on us
Bangin’ with them tools, you’ll get to see a bonus
All I wanted was a chance to celebrate
We in the belly of the beast
Collect calls from Gunplay
I pray one day I get to see some peace
But I’mma ride until the wheels won’t
Anything Double-M I will kill for
Shots fired – blocka, blocka, case closed
Mexican numbers, talkin’ them pesos
[Hook]
Yeah – so many say I’m livin’ life wrong
Yeah – I work hard and I fight strong
Young nigga, I’m just tryna live my life long
Young nigga, I’m just tryna live my life long
Work all night, party all night
Count money all night, then I smoke all night
Young nigga, I’m just tryna live my life long
Young nigga, I’m just tryna live my life long
[Verse 2]
Five in the morning, I already made five stacks
Them Satchel Paige diamonds, yeah, them bitches pitch black
Tried to put your city on your back and that shit cracked
Consider me a Caterpillar crane, gift-wrapped
About to take the load off, lifestyle so boss
I could pay your costs, all my old hoes lost
Blowin’ weed while she blowin’ me, you getting’ blown off
And I set the bar high, hopin’ you can pole-vault
I am not a rapper, just a real nigga
Who accidentally be rhymin’ when speakin’ on how I feel
Shout-out to everybody that’s fuckin’ with me for real
I got that fire flow and these bitches they know the drill
My style is all natural, bars is all factual
On the verse I’mma tax you, I spin like I’m on an axel
Survivin’ even though I’m sick, Magic Johnson money shit
Laughin’ to the bank, but I ain’t with that funny shit
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I plan to live my life a rich nigga
That’s known to always keep a clip with him
Talkin’ on the Bluetooth in the 6, nigga
Lookin’ like a Westside Crip, nigga
I threw the blunt ‘cause she ain’t wrap it right
She ain’t attracted to the passive type
She told you “no” ‘cause you ain’t ask her right
I’m getting’ head at the traffic light
Smokin’ on the kush, that’s the average night
Money way taller than the average height
Fuck tryna live an average life
Being broke’ll make a nigga snap like a plastic knife
Fresher – Mac-11 on the dresser
All I know is I’m gon’ get this shit together
Pressure – I know you heard the expression
Desperate times call for desperate measures
[Hook]
[Outro]
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Tuesday, January 15, 2013 |
Nipsey Hussle - Creep Lyrics and Video
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Nipsey Hussle
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'Creep' Lyrics - Nipsey Hussle
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i like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches
i like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches
i like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches
i like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches
look, young hussle on that bullshit
hopping at the… burn it with the full clip
summer time, all the gangs going back to..
fly..on my belt cause half a stack
i’ve been bowling, nigga greet till i handle that
back for me…. selling candle wax
i’m the mother fucking truth, nigga that’s a fact
and if i fuck your baby momma, can you handle that?
look, the west? nigga, that’s a rap
you ain’t eating with us, you’ll have to..
struck out nigga, every time you’re at the back
they could take your beat with us with them type of…
niggers take it big with us with these type of …
..your beeper rough, with this type of…
niggas trying to get their license back
me, i’m trying to get my.. back
niggas couldn’t keep the chopper on the riffle right
i’m a driver and a shooter, still, in spite on that
light.. hustle, you might corrupt
nightclubs, i know a couple that…
try and feel, go to jail, quit the…
rhetorically i ask myself what type of life is that
no, you knew better, but you’re subtle
i stepped it up… double up on my endeavors
some broke never, i’m a rich rolling rebel
clever is the devil, pull strings like gepetto
girl, i’ve been real from the ghetto,
you’re green like the… your ex hoes can’t let go!
hello? hanging up when you say your name
playing too much, now i know the game!
heartbroken, frank… on that novocaine
you know this change, but i won’t explain, look!
..flip the blue print that overlay
ten thousand cash.. is not overlay
and i’ll be in your city with the… today
presidential … with the motor…
roll to the bridges, now you know the way
run this money marathon that owners pays
…a real nigger without a golden chase
and the yellow bone bitch with some dough to paint
i like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches
i like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches
i like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches
i like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches, that like bitches
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Wednesday, August 15, 2012 |
Childish Gambino - Black Faces Lyrics and Video (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)
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Childish Gambino,
Nipsey Hussle
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[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]
Turn that beat up for me
Really everything, like the headphones
Yeah, yeah, a little bit louder
No punch, you know that mean that we workin’ hard
[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, young rich nigga shit, pops was an immigrant
Lifestyle illegit, but know I own businesses
Started out the trunk, ended up at the dealership
All gold Rollie, black face no blemishes
Legend in my city cause I grind so vigorous
If I show my face west of Texas, that’s a big event
Gotta pay me twenty cents just to hear me vent
I’m really out here on some shit, you should take a flick
Ballin’ on my own ten toes, so the difference is
I call shots never ask for permission, man
I got a lot of big plans in my vision and
I ain’t failed yet, ’bout a dollar hell yes
I’m a problem, failed test, it’s only getting worse
I swear I’m getting money, I just hope you gettin’ yours
I’m killin’ niggas solo so you know I’m gettin’ more
Now that young Gambino on the chorus, go
[Hook: Childish Gambino]
This is for that real shit, this is for that East side
This is for my bad girls, this is for them good guys
This is for my grandma, this is for that West side
This is for them niggas talkin’ shit on a website
Damn I feel good, you ain’t feelin’ nothin’
This is for my niggas who be livin’ dime a dozen
Bino got that good shit, Nipsey got them aces
On some young rich shit, Kennedys with black faces
[Break: Childish Gambino]
Yeah, black faces
My rolly so racist, all black faces
Obama on that million dollar bill, black faces
Yeah, nigga, black faces
Look, yo I got this
Yo, turn, turn it up a little
Ay, here we go, okay
[Verse 2: Childish Gambino]
League of my own, swag Geena Davis
Only rapper make 100k on your playlist
Niggas talk on twitter, but in life they don’t say shit
My Rollie so racist, all black faces
We the new, face it, kill ‘em like Jason
Grind in my sleep man a nigga need braces
Wonder what you feelin’ like, used to be the nervous type
They ain’t mention Bino? Man that shit must be a purpose, right?
Hostile, nigga my style
Kind of flow to paint a picture, Norman Rockwell
I don’t eat pasta, everything is low-carb
I don’t fly coach now, say I fly Goyard
Leave a face covered in that coast guard
Metaphor Mozart, all we do is tell ‘em the truth
M Fox to my people on some family ties
Magazines got black faces when somebody dies
I mean look at Donna Summers, she was tryin’ to survive
People wrestle over petty cash
When we should be really cryin’ over that one percent
Like we tipped a milk glass
Fuck y’all, I’mma let my grandkids ball
Look to the future, these dudes so last week
See me stuntin’ so Conde Nasty
Me and Nipsey on some grown shit, no rent
Own shit, so Jim Crow shit, black faces
[Outro: Childish Gambino]
Ay, nigga, black faces
Black faces
That’s royalty, nigga
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Sunday, May 27, 2012 |
Nipsey Hussle - Proud Of That Lyrics and Video (Ft. Rick Ross)
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Nipsey Hussle,
Rick Ross
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[intro]
no punch, i just mean we working hard
(maybach music)
[nipsey hussle - chorus]
look, night time with my locs on
600 hundered benz with them fo’s on
been through everything but i rode
and i never quit or take no loss
and i’m proud of that
[nipsey hussle - verse 1]
back to the wall i was so stoned
self-made nigga i was solo
hot up in the kitchen, i was so stove
a nigga couldn’t tell me nothing, i was so broke
i had ar’s fo’ fo’s, alpina’s on low pros
brought k’s wid us and got faze nigga
and i used to get good grades nigga!
momma paid the bills but couldnt save nigga
so we couldnt ask for no j’s nigga
see, that’s the type of shit change niggas
now from the street, you couldn’t save niggas
only difference was we wasnt playin wit’ it
was’nt in it for the hoes or the fame nigga
swear to god i could’nt buy a bag of lays nigga
and i’d rather be a sinner than ashamed, nigga
so like that
i rationalize it in my brain, nigga
even if i was a victim to the game
it was better than living life as a slave nigga
be right back! had to turn myself into a paid nigga
i did dirt cause i was common at the grave nigga to go straight and re-examine my ways
that was the concept and now they’re telling me i’m next
but please my nigga, please my nigga, don’t take this out of context
all the nights i dealt with my stress
all the triple bunks where i slept
all the busted knuckles all the smoking guns
and all the shit i did for my set!
all my niggas is gone, they got stretched
but now your nigga is on, so don’t fret
it’s a marathon to success, so all my niggas thats home we run’ laps
i got a flight tomorrow i’m gonna catch
i got a presidential rolex
i have my mind made up, i got my grind game up
now i’m thanking lord, i’m so blessed.
[chorus]
[rick ross]
my life’a marathon
if i die today, will you rep tomorrow or will this fade away?
black diamonds all on my chain, violence come with this fame
i’m ridin dirty my cup leanin’ pimp c inspired my paint!
i got enemies on my mind
expiration dates on their lives
try to keep your head above water
they wanna see a nigga capsize
can a nigga live?
i’m bumpin’ pac, i’m blowin’ b.i.g
i’m strapped down, colin powell
i hold it down with these forty rounds
my window’s up, my top down
i’m stacking money, i’m out of town
you’re acting funny, you’re a pussy nigga
talk behind my back but try to dap me now
not my type of nigga, i’m so certified
when them niggas scheming, take them for the murder ride
its not who start the strongest but who money the longest or who shooting the longest
a headshot is a bonus!
maybach music
[chorus]
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Friday, May 04, 2012 |
Nipsey Hussle - OG Kush Lyrics and Video (Ft. Blanco, Kokane & B-Legit)
Artist
B-Legit,
Blanco,
Kokane,
Nipsey Hussle
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yeah!
Late nights and long flights
Go… champagne, nigger!..
Now I’m smoking on some older…. Amsterdam shit
Kush, weed, politic, and trying to make my plan stick
Push me, too close to the edge and smack
I ain’t that nigger thinking he hit a couple dollars to switch
I ain’t your role model, I ain’t know no positive shit
I’m awesome, by any means, a nigger got to get rich
Scheme ass ..only logic is this, told the…
Could you really, you didn’t see that I was the shit?
And niggers slept and woke ‘em up, like…
Look at my hustlers, you can chill, just…
Extra …like the broads that I feed.
It’s not a part that I’m gonna spit, it’s not a part of my script
Why witnessing, niggers get arrested…
..the niggers looking at me like… you can hit
We’ll take you after last nigger, body rest in peace!
Chorus:
… I just do…
I can’t look for circles…
You ain’t never see no bitching me!
Why you’re talking ….
I’ve been in the streets taking this cash.
Some of them say I’m super fly
Some of them say I’m super dope
Some of them say I moved a lot
Some of them say I’m pushing..
I’m a bad mother fucker
You’re planning to be a gangsta, but you act like a sucker
Sucker, sucker, no one really fuck with me
The type of hustler to get busted and still… milli
For a rainy day, maybe just bail money
..acting hell of funny.
I’m getting money now, you act funny and style
I mean the coop do about a hundred miles per hour
Drunk full of powder, bitch behind the wheel and …
Wrong road, trips and short term relationships
Twenty five to life is the type of shit I’m faced with
And I ain’t never scared, I’m just about everywhere
And I got platinum chains that I hardly ever wear.
Chorus:
… fuck what…
…you can keep the change
… catch me…
…. I just do a…
Hustle nigger!
I can’t help myself, cause I’m not…
You ain’t never see no bitching me!
Why you’re talking ….
I’ve been in the streets taking this cash.
I got a HIV flow
Pocket full of … it’s female for …
Talking to police and get your jeep ass..
I’m fully automatic like Jordan form the …
Quick on my feet like..
..the only damn key to the key whole
It’s… but I love it when she…
yeah, staring at the sky…
And all my life I ball, I … some game …
If I had to do it over again
I got the word with… feeling all over my skin.
In order to win, you gotta push your line
…I fuck around, but only with my own kind.
And I’m.. like chicken in the paper bag
And you can always find a nigger with that funny ass!
Chorus:
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Thursday, April 05, 2012 |
The Game - Bills Is Paid Lyrics and Video (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)
Artist
Nipsey Hussle,
The Game
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We’re back again, as we welcome you to the Republic
California A
California Republic mix-tape
Long waiting, trapping Tuesday
Bitch!
Today’s a ..and everyday is OK
Is like everyday is summertime in LA!
Yeah! …home of the fiends, home of the monsters, home of triple babes
Home of the… fucking dreams
where most niggers I grew up with ain’t make it to see their teens
Ain’t no Freddy, ain’t no Jason, but niggers too scared to dream
And they’re ripping pages out of in books by Dr. King.
You don’t wanna know half the shit I see
When reading the magazines, get you hit with the magazines.
Niggers ain’t scared of murder, cause the jail is too pack
Killing niggers he’ll be out before the…
I see raiders snap back by a starter
Then I see…make socks head harder
Then I see Machiavelli go a …
Then I see that… then I knew it was my call
G to fuck up I die…
Today’s a ..and everyday is OK
Is like everyday is summertime in LA!
Yeah, stop!
I’m rising in this game and it feels great
Still trying to keep it real, niggers still fake
I’m so impatient, but I still wait
Drop the marathon in November, niggers still late
I still show love when I feel hate
On a scale to one to ten, I need a high heel …
Or better, blowing this chatter like I’m Bill Gates
Whatever, I’m in the wind feel this…
Smoking ..eating Peruvian
I know Miami beach, my niggers…
Just like Beverly Hills, the bitches we’re usually with
Wishing on a star, nigger…
And if I loss a… went tripping on
Look, it sound crazy when I say it
But the fear of falling off is the only thing I can take it straight
Today’s a ..and everyday is OK
Is like everyday is summertime in LA!
I got my hoodie on, it’s a starter
I’mma rock this mother fucker for…
I’mma rock this mother fucker for… starter
Then he could have had …
That ain’t the first time, it won’t be the last
See reflections of my past while I guzzle through this past
Make me wanna run upon you with the…and the cash
Retaliation is none, niggers can’t afford to…
Got a mansion in the hills …
Red ghosts in the driveway and… by the lake
Spend the time with my daughter… gotta wait
Let the nigger call her a… he gonna eat a 38
I’m supposed to be this fucking rich, I’m supposed to be this fucking great
I’m a menace to society, known as…
For me my niggers…
Today’s a ..and everyday is OK
Is like everyday is summertime in LA!
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Wednesday, April 04, 2012 |
YG - Grind Mode Lyrics and Video (Ft. 2Chainz & Nipsey Hussle)
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2 Chainz,
Nipsey Hussle,
YG
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Murder on the East
Back to the studios and the streets
Chorus:
Grindmode, grindmode, bitch I’m on grindmode
… through my eyes closed
Grindmode, grindmode, bitch I’m on grindmode
Stop taking the…
I do her, I do her
Bitch, I do her, I do her
I said I do her, I do her
Bitch, I do her, I do her
I said I do her, I do her
Uh, a… I’m with the clique, and we’re thick like fat bitches
I got the work and the pot, got the work and the pot,
Doing so, match my bitch, call me son….
Then I’m back on the block with the work on my side
Take it from the cops cause a nigger..
… and nigger shot like…
..they can’t stand no black-ass bitch
Bitch, I got a fat ass dick, go harm with a bitch like a man…
Put him on the floor like nine eleven…
…than I did, this is how a nigger do
Ass-whole nigger, you have to sound like my…
In the kitchen is the party
In that bitch celebrating, cause we just got out from…
Chorus:
Grindmode, grindmode, bitch I’m on grindmode
… through my eyes closed
Grindmode, grindmode, bitch I’m on grindmode
Stop taking the…
I do her, I do her
Bitch, I do her, I do her
I said I do her, I do her
Bitch, I do her, I do her
I said I do her, I do her
2 Chainz
Ambush…
Got two or three car full of bad bitch
Made that pussy work, yeah, bitch I got to work…
Grindmode, grindmode, count the money blindfold
…I hear that real shit…
..we don’t like that face shit
God don’t like ugly so you need to get your face lift
I just play greatness, …twenty acres
Louis V on court side of the…
Please don not mistake this, my partner be the…
We ain’t saying shit, we ain’t hurting ya
We ain’t sorry young nigger know some…
I pay five hundred dollars for my sick
Yeah, I started with…
I ain’t trying to… fuck her on the Porsche.
Chorus:
Grindmode, grindmode, bitch I’m on grindmode
… through my eyes closed
Grindmode, grindmode, bitch I’m on grindmode
Stop taking the…
I do her, I do her
Bitch, I do her, I do her
I said I do her, I do her
Bitch, I do her, I do her
I said I do her, I do her
Back to back in these…
B12 is my anxious
Ride around with my pistol cuts, niggers trying to kill ‘em
Fuck what niggers be talking about
I got long clips and I chock ‘em out
Poker face I won’t talk about it
This war shit I’m all about it
Look, these niggers know
On my grind I’m getting dough
Ain’t no place I can’t afford, about real estate…
No subliminals, I be fucking you…
She look me like a ..she lick me like an envelope
I’m in control, in the game, in my zone, in any states …
At this rate I’m not getting paid to be a millionaire
Any day more money, more problems but more guns…
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Thursday, March 29, 2012 |
Dorrough - That Lowend Remix Lyrics and Video (Ft. Ace Hood, Nipsey Hussle & Yo Gotti)
Artist
Ace Hood,
Dorrough,
Nipsey Hussle,
Yo Gotti
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[hook]
that base
that lowend that base
that lowend that base
that lowend that base
that lowend that base
that that that that
that base that lowend that that that
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Friday, March 23, 2012 |
Nipsey Hussle - We Just Havin Fun Lyrics and Video
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Nipsey Hussle
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Don’t worry bout what people gonna say girl, do what you want to
… got you open and yeah she got me on too
But we just havin fun, we just havin fun
We just havin fun, we just havin fun X 2
As I travel across the world, don’t need needs 1st class flights, I make songs
But I get those, .. but my gas right
But that’s life, sacrifice, you chase a dream, that’s the price
These red carpets and bright lights, and black suburbans at late nights
Ain’t new to me, standing on the couch and my wife be the …
I was young, visualizing what I grew to be
And it all turned out so beautifully
Man, night times is usually, a colorful sky in a … week
A bottle of Siroc and a couple of freaks
And they driving like it’s hot, 400 degrees
Wait, get with it, my hotels, kill it
And my windows stretch from the floor to the ceiling
My coop, topless, the view, I promise
We fuck off a couple thousand shoe
Shopping, my swag… I laugh often
Remember when I told you I will have all this
Diamonds, flawless, we live …
Just fuck with me on some bullshit
Don’t worry bout what people gonna say girl, do what you want to
… got you open and yeah she got me on too
But we just havin fun, we just havin fun
We just havin fun, we just havin fun X 2
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Wednesday, February 15, 2012 |
Nipsey Hussle - Bulgari Shades Lyrics and Video
Artist
Nipsey Hussle
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Look, I’m like uh girl what’s your name?
I got this cash, I know a place
That we can go and trick off on someone… Bulgari Shades
I’ve been going hard so long without taking no breaks
Feels so right, I booked two flights, we leave tonight, we get away
It’s not about the chase, cause for your pussy I won’t pay
But I’m inspired and I’ll be fresh about something beautiful we bring
We both have… it’s right to love again
Cause let go of your pride, you’ll find a lesson in your pain!
Put your gold down, girl, put your gold down!
And that’s when, and that’s when the…
You got to, you know?
But you can’t go mad if you’ll never feel that feeling again!
And uh, look!
That’s Harris in London…
That made her smile but she said boy, don’t leave…
I got two jobs, I go to school, I got responsibilities
But I kinda like that type of flashing that you send
So if you get me on my number, I’ll might call you up one day!
And by the way, I know that game be played
with all your money and your fame
But to me it don’t mean a thing!
So, just take a seat, don’t introduce me to the…
Cause what good is good, if it’s no answer underneath!
And that kinda fucked me up, it did!
That’s true!
..put my gun out, took my head off!
It took two shots, nigger…
And bring some of that pineapple juice!
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Wednesday, February 15, 2012 |
Nipsey Hussle - Noah’s Ark Lyrics and Video
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Nipsey Hussle
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And all the rappers that
Real niggas real nigga shit yeah
Only rap if i did a shit
Look on the mission on some killer shit huh
Obligated by the ignorance
We was raised in it so we’re living it
Life style of the lost and the..
Kids and fathers who never was a figure in
Their life and or world gotta deal with it
Lucky up if they innocent
But thye won’t is ..way to provide the shit
No you set us benefit
But you know who’s the game ..benefit
Look they got prisons on the stop market
This is not preaching this is not smart shit
This is survival nigga know was..shit
Brought her stand and high park shit
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Wednesday, February 15, 2012 |
Nipsey Hussle - Intoxicated Lyrics and Video (Ft. Goldie)
Artist
Goldie,
Nipsey Hussle
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Chorus:
Come here intoxicated later every time that I see
feels like I’m all that control, tryin to take you home
I know you got a lover and I got somebody too
I wanna please ya..Don’t wanna tease ya..we can do whatever you like like like like
tonight, night night night
you know you’re my type, type type, type
so what’s up tonight, night night oh
tonight
and we ain’t got a tell nobody gotta keep it low
go like shh
and you ain’t gotta act shot girl ’cause I already know know
like yeah middle of the club what a..chain
white room a bottle of champagne
lady mama grindin on me
look like a mother f*cker porno see
me her drink cush wheel wait push
back to my crib show her where I live
get up in the guts and that’s what I did
that’s what I do, that’s what I’m bout
all money in no money out
that’s what I am, that’s what I said
..a young in bracks and..take more sex to the..
..that’s when we go but you already know
but you come ride with me in the old six foe
and you ain’t gotta be a model you could be a..
what you got a ..inside and you know you fly
when you smell you ..I make you mine
f*ck for the night, for the top
be a..I mean you ..both in a relationship
shit the same shit but ain’t the..
[Chorus:]
and you gonna be my number one kind of let her hey hey hey
and we aint’ got a deal we can keep it on a..
and you gonna be my number one kind of let her hey hey hey
and we aint’ got a deal we can keep it on a..
[2 x Chorus:]
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Wednesday, February 15, 2012 |
Nipsey Hussle - Top Floor Lyrics and Video
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Nipsey Hussle
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Yeah, now one time for this fast money
And all these outer state promoters spending cash on me
And fly cripping, what’s the country I’m the flag
Nigga still talking bad, but they got they whole swag from me
And I wish a nigga would try and pass on me
… homie
I’m getting racks, I ain’t trying to make a rap homie
I fuck with who I fuck with and that’s that homie
Yeah, hundred thousand on my chain and piece
Bitches love to see you shine and I aim to please
This world turnt a nigga violent but I came in peace
And keep it real until I kill this game, I just say complete
She ain’t gonna make it to the sweet if she ain’t a freak
Get cracking in the back seat so she ain’t for me
She try to hit me with that wait and see
Told her … get a blunt and I got in the breeze
That type of chick that make me laugh Brody
And I ain’t me a bitch yet that can swag on me
Mascara tracks, but she asked for
Now I just hope she has some cab money
Now when I’m out here my grind, that’s for sure
Mind on my money, 7 days, 24
Don’t fuck with dumb niggas, I don’t fuck with dumb hoes
It ain’t nothing to be done out here, that I ain’t done before
Teach you niggas how to ball, show you what to do with dough
Get everythang you want then go back and get some more
Can you relay, just let me know, I got it
We ain’t afraid of heights, we on the top floor, here I go
Look, now 2 times for these pink slips
And all these bossy ass deals that we inked in
It ain’t no playing with me, I got a 80 20
That mean my shit sell any day they gonna pay me plenty
It’s strictly bizness in this game still they faking friendly
Don’t let them take advantage of you in and make them envy
God is so … nigga never make a millie
With Nipsey though a middle man will never make a penny
Yah, I’m going hard like I’m sposed to
And I ain’t hanging out with money, that’s what hoes do
We popping … at the condo with the cold…
You from hanging out the window popping pistols at the old school
And I ain’t … here nigga, kill your own fools
Sacrifice your own years pay your own dues
Sell your own pounds, buy your own pro tools
Do it like I did it, drop your nuts and make your own rules
Now when I’m out here my grind, that’s for sure
Mind on my money, 7 days, 24
Don’t fuck with dumb niggas, I don’t fuck with dumb hoes
It ain’t nothing to be done out here, that I ain’t done before
Teach you niggas how to ball, show you what to do with dough
Get everythang you want then go back and get some more
Can you relay, just let me know, I got it
If you ain’t afraid of heights, meet me on the top floor, here I go
See I’ve been on my grind, way too many years
To let these fake rapping niggas act like they my peers
I see them rolling dice, grab pot and disappear
Stay fresh… make a diamond and it’s clear
I’m nothing like them niggas tell lies in your ears
See me I really share blood sweat and tears
That’s why everything you see match everything you hear
And nothing lasts forever, so join me while I’m here, clear
Here I go, what
Say I go
Now when I’m out here my grind, that’s for sure
Mind on my money, 7 days, 24
Don’t fuck with dumb niggas, I don’t fuck with dumb hoes
It ain’t nothing to be done out here, that I ain’t done before
Teach you niggas how to ball, show you what to do with dough
Get everythang you want then go back and get some more
Can you relay, just let me know, I got it
If you ain’t afraid of heights, meet me on the top floor, here I go
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Wednesday, February 15, 2012 |
Nipsey Hussle - Faith Lyrics and Video
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Nipsey Hussle
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I’m rising in this game and it feels grate
Still trying to keep your real niggers still..
And off the label ward year, nigger still…
Drop the marathon in December, nigger still late!
I’m so inpatient, but I still wait
Still show love when I feel hate!
On a scale of one to ten I need a high heel…
Or better, blowing this… like I’m Bill Gates
I’m in the wind, turn this movie…
Smoke some California, eating…
Out on Miami beach, my niggers are few within
Just like Beverly Hills, the bitches are usually…
For wishing on a … nigger took it for
And if I lost it all to… I wouldn’t trip it..
It sounds crazy when I say it
But the fear falling off, it’s the only thing I can take your faith!
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Tuesday, February 14, 2012 |
Nipsey Hussle - Sound Of My Ceremony Lyrics and Video
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Nipsey Hussle
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If I break your heart little momma make the same
It don’t matter do it to me probably call me a failure
If I ain’t never achieving i rather got you calling me .. for living how I believe
I am a king no sympathize with the fake wash some problems from the snakes
Is flat season and I value my estates so I bought some Bora Bora .. to gate
Used to rap on my waist hip hop cops on my case but fuck them more deposit on my bank
Got a nigger straight cooking leather on my face I rap crib but I .. my own race
Got the love scene good but everybody wanna taste
They say can’t win it all the niggers gonna take I say if you want fetch
Let me lead you to the lake niggers lay see you on ma …early morning nigger 25 8 light
Once and easy growing up I had to make some had enough and in their struggle you relate but
Now we straight everything great I don’t need your help now nigger under your ..
That’s why I made sure made all of your shake when I ride dick I think of all of your play
Practice all night bowling all day sleeping on the flights when I land I get paid
I ain’t got a boss I ain’t nobody slave turning on my hustle get myself a rise
Is funny how people let money make them change stick into the script and start put them out the page
History it ain’t a mystery I .. yesterday my life will be a victory please make a sound stupid sound
They ain’t invented me .. refuse is a waste of energy
My friends .. I am a French house player .. cause we own the …
Is the sound of ceremony
The smell of success I wear it on me
Snoop Dog .. marathon
Getting money fuck bitches
Cause .. killed .. and Juda killed Jesus
.. if I take it any dipper
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Tuesday, February 14, 2012 |
Nipsey Hussle - We Ride Lyrics and Video
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Nipsey Hussle
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All this marathon I wait is nothing more than sacre
Right bad
Hustle on type
Hey Look, that was in my faith
Six ’cause i’ll be on my cases
My..no probation but i’ll be on vacation
I come back I’m rich I’m famous
Them bitches don’t facing
She can’t do f*ck me good and told me not the same shit
Feel ..my bad
Show all in my bro bro
Step in.your fine ass I f*ck
…until she come back
Once she find that try to find
Turn around slow in deep inside that look
Ex holly anticipated
Drunk and f*ck this smoking blunt
She..your p**sy from this bitch
This like a layout
And..the bravin looking stupid
She’s fallin foe young nigga chase a ..
Bullet from black on black flowin circles out the..
Smoke until this music lie, lie
And we ride
See back time music bangin and see the sky
And we ride
Top on seat back music playin blunt shot out
And we ride
Seat back time for music bangin
And we’re looking fly
And we ride
Top for seat back music playin runnin that song
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