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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 05 May 2019, 08:59



Ocean Views

Nipsey Hussle

[Hook x2]
Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few
I wrote it down and I followed through
I bought a pound and we rolled a few
I talk [deleted] but she know it's true

Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few
I wrote it down and I followed through
I bought a pound and we rolled a few
I talk [deleted] but she know it's true

[Verse 1]
Blessings, bitches in my section
Young with all this money, I'm obsessive, weapons
Turning off y'all extras
Turning off this bullshit direction
Turning off my grind
Waking up to mo' pressure
But it's all in yo' mind, so I never feel pressured
Knew it's all in due time, now hunnid stacking like Tetris
Hustle hard is my message, then double back and get extras
Know I spaz when I cash it
Yellow Bone, white Lexus, all black tint, two white cups, fat gold chains, pride, Texas
I'm just young and I'm reckless, I'm just on for my section
I'm just out here on top speed with my top down and I'm revin’
I don't know about Hell, I don't know about Heaven
All I know is 'bout right now and this lifestyle is interesting
Iced down in my section, I just write down these confessions
[ deleted ] died to get life around me, I guess that I'm an exception
Blessings

[Hook x2]
Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few
I wrote it down and I followed through
I bought a pound and we rolled a few
I talk [deleted] but she know it's true

Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few
I wrote it down and I followed through
I bought a pound and we rolled a few
I talk [deleted] but she know it's true

[Verse 2]
Look, I'm in these streets with my Cuban on
In my Benz with my music on
Old friends like what have you been on
[deleted], I've been on my grind
I ain't usually home, focused, I ain't using phones
Lately I've been using song to get my point across
While [ deleted ] 'round me lose it all, but that's your point to toss
I guess I always knew to ball
And as this world revolves I'm cracking 'cuz I do my job
Look, from fucking hood rats to fucking stars
Spending all cash, to sliding cards, it's the definition of living large
Smoking top flight in the biggest cars
Told you '08 this [deleted] was ours, getting this cake, yeah [ deleted ] then getting more
Look at this world young [ deleted ], this really yours
[ deleted ] this really mine, my [ deleted ] is really for it, them buildings is really high, them cars is really foreign and all I see is...

[Hook x2]
Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few
I wrote it down and I followed through
I bought a pound and we rolled a few
I talk [deleted] but she know it's true

Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few
I wrote it down and I followed through
I bought a pound and we rolled a few
I talk [deleted] but she know it's true

[Verse 3]
Yeah, early morning off that flight though
We gon' go hard then get right, bro
It seemed simple, that's not life though
10 years later I'm alright though
Look, these [ deleted ] act like they don't like dough
They be mad cuz [ deleted ] shine bright though
Look, I got a Ruger and a Bryco
But I'ma let you pick which way tonight go
I got my dough right, plus the right dough
I mean it's legal, pay taxes to them white folks
My precedure, stay crackin 'till my life's low
Then when I die, Blue rag around my rifle
Hunnid thousand in my coffin, that's just life though
Play a Stevie Wonder song, smoke some flight, bro
Crack a pint of Actavis then pour in some Sprite, bro
Until that day I'm walking toward what's in my sights though
'Cuz all I see is...

[Hook]
Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few
I wrote it down and I followed through
I bought a pound and we rolled a few
I talk [deleted] but she know it's true

Produced By: The Futuristiks & DJ Khalil

Written By: DJ Khalil, The Futuristiks & Nipsey Hussle

Release Date: May 2, 2016

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 05 May 2019, 09:11



Status Symbol 3

Nipsey Hussle

[Chorus: Buddy]
Almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot where I was goin', I been drivin', I been smokin'
Almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot what I was drinkin', what the hell have I been thinkin'?
Now I'm just ridin' through the city
Now I'm just ridin' through the city, and ain't nobody rollin' with me
And ain't nobody rollin' with me, it ain't a problem, I'm gon get it
It ain't a problem, I'm gon get it, this a trip, trip, trip, trip
Ridin' 'round smokin' by myself
Don't you know I do it so well
Dollar signs all on my head
Rollin' solo dolo, this a trip, trip, trip, trip
Aye, almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot where I was goin', I been drivin', I been smokin'
Almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot what I was drinkin', what the hell have I been thinkin'?

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Rappin' for my section, roll with my protection
Who gon' die next? Ain't tryna get elected
Ridin' by myself, time for some reflection
I feel like a young boss [ deleted ] that's thankful for his blessings
I can't even lie, I ain't even flexin'
Block for me black man, know they tryna stretch us
I ain't tryna preach, I ain't tryna lecture
When you make your first mil' in cash, you gon' feel the pressure
Just wanna feel the thrust, wanna feel the texture
Wanna feel the drop top breeze, wanna feel successful
Wanna change the game, never chase a message
Never stop grindin', cherish no possessions
We ain't get accepted, we just reinvested
Things that I expected 'cause we ain't even set trip
60th the Mecca, Choppers for protection
FBI invests us, but they can't arrest us
Almost (almost)

[Chorus: Buddy]
Almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot where I was goin', I been drivin', I been smokin'
Almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot what I was drinkin', what the hell have I been thinkin'?
Now I'm just ridin' through the city
Now I'm just ridin' through the city, and ain't nobody rollin' with me
And ain't nobody rollin' with me, it ain't a problem, I'm gon get it
It ain't a problem, I'm gon get it, this a trip, trip, trip, trip
Ridin' 'round smokin' by myself
Don't you know I do it so well
Dollar signs all on my head
Rollin' solo dolo, this a trip, trip, trip, trip
Aye, almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot where I was goin', I been drivin', I been smokin'
Almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot what I was drinkin', what the hell have I been thinkin'?

[Bridge: Buddy & Nipsey Hussle]
Now I'm swervin', yeah I'm swervin'
Now I'm splurin', yeah I'm splurgin'
On purpose, on purpose
It's a trip, trip, trip, trip
Turn the headphones up for me G
A little bit lower, yeah

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]
Always had the passion, [ deleted ] this a classic
How we came from nothing, went and got established
Livin' like a savage, tryna make some magic
Everybody starving, tryna take the sandwich
I know it's elaborate, a [ deleted ] just imagined
Felt the right to ask it, we can make it happen
Weavin' through the traffic, I can take you back then
Everything I said I meant, I was never cappin'
I was never scared to stand, front line with MAC 10's
Raise and shoot at black men, never felt the satisfaction
When I seen the game collapsin', guess they took the rules and wacked it
Started movin' at a different frequency and it got me livin' lavish
All my partners steady passin', tryna wiggle through this madness
Tryna fight this gravity at time and I swear I could feel it pull me backwards
Puttin' thousands on they caskets, tryna pick the right reactions
I appreciate the progress, but I'm so conflicted about the status

[Chorus: Buddy]
Almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot where I was goin', I been drivin', I been smokin'
Almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot what I was drinkin', what the hell have I been thinkin'?
Now I'm just ridin' through the city
Now I'm just ridin' through the city, and ain't nobody rollin' with me
And ain't nobody rollin' with me, it ain't a problem, I'm gon get it
It ain't a problem, I'm gon get it, this a trip, trip, trip, trip
Ridin' 'round smokin' by myself
Don't you know I do it so well
Dollar signs all on my head
Rollin' solo dolo, this a trip, trip, trip, trip
Aye, almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot where I was goin', I been drivin', I been smokin'
Almost forgot what I was doin'
Almost forgot what I was drinkin', what the hell have I been thinkin'?

Featuring: Buddy

Produced By: Mike N Keys

Written By: Nipsey Hussle, Buddy, John Groover & Michael Ray Cox Jr.

Release Date: February 16, 2018

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 05 May 2019, 09:33



Strapped

Nipsey Hussle

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]

Look, pistols poppin
Shells fly you see the bodies drop
I'm knee deep in these streets you [ deleted ] dip dobbin
Too many [ deleted ] tryna hustle
Just stick to robbin
Imagine grindin 12 hours with 200 dollars
Block boy
It's my rise to the top boy
10 speed handle bar before I did the drop boy
I rock a soldier rag but nuttin like the hot boys
Mine navy blue "S" dome with the cocked toy
Yea and I walk it like I talk it boy
You don't wanna squabble you socks like the top drawer
White Lincoln with the light grey leather seats
Chrome Alpinas on Pirellis sold separately
Hell yea I'm rich rollin with the weaponry in case I got to pop a [deleted] [ deleted ] like a ecstasy
So a worry on my mind is what you'll never be
I'm ready for what ever beef
You [ deleted ] ain't no threat cause I'm

[Chorus: Cobby Supreme]

Strapped
But you don't want no problems with my squad
Come through yo block [ deleted ] poppin out the cars
We
Clap
And I don't care who you are
[ deleted ] [deleted] yo hood [ deleted ] [deleted] yo hood
Strapped
But you don't want no problems with my squad
Come through yo block [ deleted ] poppin out the cars
We
Clap
And I don't care who you are
[ deleted ] [deleted] yo hood [ deleted ] [deleted] yo hood

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]

These [ deleted ] is bitches they whisper they business to women
And wonder how the cops catch em and bitches is snitchin
Brag about a bank [deleted] and a couple of killins
Now he done talked hisself right into a life sentence
Damn
I guess stupid is a stupid does
Just a message for you stupid crips and stupid bloods
Look I'm not as stupid as ya'll thought I was
Come through yo block and let ya'll talk about who cocked the slug
Sick [deleted]
Ruthless scandless crip [deleted]
What I was raised on stunt and get your brains blown
Slauson [ deleted ] I bet you get banged on
That's what my [ deleted ] Shady Blue got the gauge for
That's what my [ deleted ] Blacc Sam got the Mac for
Feds frontin my spot I'm runnin out the back door
But it's a wrap cause they had me surrounded
Took me to the ground
Then they took me downtown
Cause I was

[Chorus: Cobby Supreme]
Strapped
But you don't want no problems with my squad
Come through yo block [ deleted ] poppin out the cars
We clap
And I don't care who you are
[ deleted ] [deleted] yo hood [ deleted ] [deleted] yo hood

Strapped
But you don't want no problems with my squad
Come through yo block [ deleted ] poppin out the cars
We clap
And I don't care who you are
[ deleted ] [deleted] yo hood [ deleted ] [deleted] yo hood

[Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle & Cobby Supreme]

Now when you come to my hood you better watch yo back
And when I come to yo hood you know I got that Mac
Cause I'm strapped
And you don't want no problems with my squad
Naw you don't want no problems with my squad
I'm fresh of the cocaine block I'm back killin em
Yo boy turn a B 12 base rocks to benjamins
One way ticket to the NYC
Told my P.O. my auntie died I got to visit my peeps
But um
Look you know that's not the case right
I'm splittin dutches on a stoop with a 8th like
Yea
I see it's money on the east coast
I'm faded off that henney and that purple city weed smoke
So holla at me cause I got it if you need dope
West side [ deleted ] so you know we got the cheap quotes
He so off comma 6 0 comma "S" I'm a threat to enemigos

[Chorus: Cobby Supreme]
Strapped
But you don't want no problems with my squad
Come through yo block [ deleted ] poppin out the cars
We
Clap
And I don't care who you are
[ deleted ] [deleted] yo hood [ deleted ] [deleted] yo hood

Strapped
But you don't want no problems with my squad
Come through yo block [ deleted ] poppin out the cars
We
Clap
And I don't care who you are
[ deleted ] [deleted] yo hood [ deleted ] [deleted] yo hood

Featuring: Cobby Supreme

Written By: Cobby Supreme & Nipsey Hussle

Release Date: August 4, 2009

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 05 May 2019, 09:54



I Do This

Nipsey Hussle

[Intro: Sinister Pook]
Longwinded, running through this life like it was mine
Never settling, but setting every goal high
One thousand burpees on the path to my own destruction or success
But what is a mistake without the lesson?
See, the best teacher in life is your own experience
None of us know who we are until we fail
They say every man is defined by his reaction to any given situation
Well who would you want to define you?
Someone else or yourself?
Whatever you do, homie, give your heart to it
And stay strong

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]

Lot of [ deleted ] fail, but I won't
Lot of [ deleted ] fold, but I cope
Lot of [ deleted ] gone, but I'm home
Lot of [ deleted ] off, but I'm on
Lot of [ deleted ] lost on this road
Couple [ deleted ] gave up their goal
Gang of [ deleted ] traded their soul
But me, I'm standin' on ten toes
Lookin' out my Benz window
Wonder where'd my friends all go
Scared to give my heart to this girl
Paranoid she gon' leave if my ends get low
No one in this game to be played
But I'm knowin' that this game to be changed
I should be afraid of afraid
I'm just tryna live up to the meanin' of my name
I'm just tryna live up to them [ deleted ] in my gang
I'm just tryna live up to my moment on the stage
I'm just tryna live up to the truth in my pain
And the power that they gave me in the youth of today
I put a coupe in the safe
And I shoot from the waist
My time is money
And I ain't got a second for you flukes and you fakes

[Hook: Young Thug]

I do this [deleted] for my woes
I do this [deleted] for my [ deleted ]
I do this [deleted] for my bros
I do this [deleted] for my [ deleted ], yeah
I do this [deleted] for my woes
I do this [deleted] for my [ deleted ]
I do this [deleted] for my bros
I do this [deleted] for my [ deleted ], yeah

[Verse 2: Mozzy]

We've been takin' trips more than often this month
When I call they pullin' up, 2, 3 stream up
You ain't do enough for the clan, how I feel
If I gotta shut it down, how the film gon' feel?
120 in the Euro, one hand on the wheel
I was just broke, ran through a quarter mil'
Can't believe I'm still here, shed tears for the dead
Cubes in my 30 chain, she don't even wear
Call my little brother up, you know we took it there
Real [ deleted ] tellin' on me, only thing that I fear
Yeah, only thing that I fear
Real [ deleted ] tellin' on me, only thing that I fear
Lotta [ deleted ] squeal, lotta dope in the air
Lotta [ deleted ] squeal, lotta dope in the air
Styrofoam contaminated, got a [ deleted ] meditatin'
Yeah, I said it got a [ deleted ] meditatin'
I can't even eat 'less I'm medicated
I can't even sleep 'less I'm medicated
I've been on my feet chasin' check after check
[ deleted ], week after week, cause I'm dedicated
I can't even eat 'less I'm medicated
I can't even sleep 'less I'm medicated
I've been on my feet chasin' check after check
[ deleted ], week after week, cause I'm dedicated

[Hook: Young Thug]

I do this [deleted] for my woes
I do this [deleted] for my [ deleted ]
I do this [deleted] for my bros
I do this [deleted] for my [ deleted ], yeah

[Verse 3: Young Thug]

Thugger!
I do this [deleted] for my mothafuckin' [ deleted ]
I'm gettin' this money, yeah
I do this [deleted] for them Benjis
Like you ain't real or hood, no Tommy gun
I do this [deleted] for my [ deleted ]
Pull up with Barettas, [ deleted ], and just go BRRRT
I do this [deleted] for them bad bitches
Wearin' red bottoms and Jimmy Choo
I do this [deleted] for my daughter
I do this [deleted] for my mama
I do this [deleted] for my son
I do this [deleted] for my brother
I do this [deleted] for the world
I do this [deleted] for the globe
I do this [deleted] right here, [ deleted ]
And I do that [deleted], why y'all [deleted] with the boy
I'm wet like a boat
I'm lovin' my chickens
I smoke and I choke
I do it for my brothers
I do it for my folk
Got 40s on me, yeah, yeah, yeah
[ deleted ] shoot from the toes
All the way up to the top
All the way up to the top

Featuring: Mozzy & Young Thug

Produced By: Mike Free

Written By: Nipsey Hussle, Young Thug & Mozzy

Release Date: May 23, 2016

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 05 May 2019, 11:48



Rap Muzik

Nipsey Hussle

[Intro]

Hussle, look, you know
[deleted] can change your life my [ deleted ], take you a long way, you know
Gotta dive in head first though, do what you got
Be a fool and let it pass you up, [ deleted ]
If you got a shot though, you know
Tell you how I did what I did
Neighborhood Slauson Boyz

[Chorus]

For the ones who don't know
It changed my life
Took me off the block, now my change is for life
Just let it pass me by
If I was still on the block selling sacks and high
Now I hit the stage, the whole crowd loves me
Mama see me on TV, she's so proud of me
It changed my life
Took me off the block, now my change is right

[Verse 1]

When, we used to rock Schwinn's
GT's, Diamondbacks, we was like ten
Nighttime, city lights, was so exciting
Seen the world out the window with my mama like ten
Used to be a bucket, now she drives a Benz
Black tint, presidential, with the AMG Kit
Always had a way with women
They say lifes a [deleted], so I ain't mad
They just mad cause my lifes the [deleted]
I'm in a Jag' with a bad [deleted], nice and thick
Intelligent conversation, not the trifling chick
Type a broad make a boss think he might commit
And she got her own crib, she just like my [deleted]
This rap [deleted] let a crook live life legit
Now what I write, go for triple the price of a brick
First class, overseas, all-expense paid trip
Back and forth cause my [deleted] on Hit

[Chorus]

For the ones who don't know
It changed my life
Took me off the block, now my change is for life
Just let it pass me by
If I was still on the block selling sacks and high
Now I hit the stage, the whole crowd loves me
Mama see me on TV, she's so proud of me
It changed my life
Took me off the block, now my change is right

[Verse 2]

On the west side of the city
15 years old and I ain't never left the 60's
Pearl-handle .38, I always kept it with me
Blue '85 Cutlass, everybody knows Nipsey
Hanging out the window, swanging, rolling up endo
Streets detrimental, we ain't know what we was in for
Shootouts in broad day, it was crazy
77th on Broadway, still we blaze heat
When ducking shots turn to bustin' back and spraying blocks
When selling weed went to copping coke and chopping rocks
We going hard, had to give it all a [ deleted ] got
Narrowly escaped back-gates when cops raid the spot
My world spinning too fast, had to make it stop
Take a seat, make a plan, then make it pop
I made a record then he said he could make it drop
And one shot is all a [ deleted ] need to take it to the top

[Chorus]

For the ones who don't know
It changed my life
Took me off the block, now my change is for life
Just let it pass me by
If I was still on the block selling sacks and high
Now I hit the stage, the whole crowd loves me
Mama see me on TV, she's so proud of me
It changed my life
Took me off the block, now my change is right

Featuring: June Summers

Written By: June Summers & Nipsey Hussle

Release Date: August 4, 2009

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 05 May 2019, 12:00



I Don't Give a Fucc

Nipsey Hussle

[Chorus]

I don't give a [deleted]
Ride with my burner and my beat turned up
AC blowin' and my window down
Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town
I don't give a [deleted]
Ride with my burner and my beat turned up
AC blowin' and my window down
Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town

[Verse 1]

Look
My mama wanna know why I'm bangin'
She told me I'ma lose my life
I ain't trippin', I'm a crip and I'ma do it right
'Fore I run from a [ deleted ], I'll lose the fight
I gotta hustle, Mama, I'ma move the white
If I died and came back, I'd do it twice
Brainwashed by the block, it consumed my life
Cool [ deleted ] but a killa when the mood is right
Bullets have the dogs howlin' at the moon at night
Mama, it's cold outside, ain't no hope outside
Couple [ deleted ] gettin' money, most is broke outside
Rocks in the house, sellin' dope outside
Reminiscin' on my [ deleted ] that got smoked outside
Suckas in the house when them locs outside
Hustla gotta eat when them folks outside
Got a burner on my lap and I'm dippin' in my bucket
Life's a [deleted], [ deleted ], [deleted] it!

[Chorus]

I don't give a [deleted]
Ride with my burner and my beat turned up
AC blowin' and my window down
Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town
I don't give a [deleted]
Ride with my burner and my beat turned up
AC blowin' and my window down
Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town

[Verse 2]

Ch'yeah
They say we probably die slangin', bangin', pressin' the line
All a [ deleted ] really got is my respect and my pride
Got a chopper for the coppers, keep a TEC in the ride
Every [ deleted ] got a limit, never step on the line
When the set say it's on, I'm expected to ride
When the world say I'm on I got the set on my side
Matter fact a [ deleted ] got the set on my back
Slauson boy, the world ain't ready for that
[ deleted ], it's cold in my hood, ain't no hope in my hood
Couple homies couldn't cope, smokin' dope in my hood
But I could never ever be from no other hood
And I could never ever leave my folks in the hood
Thank the Lord every mornin' that I woke in the hood
And summers that I rode chrome spokes in the hood
If I never sold a mil' off what I wrote in my hood
I ain't trippin' 'cause [ deleted ] know I spoke for my hood

[Chorus]

I don't give a [deleted]
Ride with my burner and my beat turned up
AC blowin' and my window down
Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town
I don't give a [deleted]
Ride with my burner and my beat turned up
AC blowin' and my window down
Chunkin' up my hood when I hit yo town

Produced By: QDIII

Written By: Nipsey Hussle

Release Date: December 21, 2010

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 05 May 2019, 14:05



I Wanna Benz

YG

[Intro: YG]

We got London on the track!
Ugh!

[Chorus: YG]

I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
I need my money, that don't ever end
I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
I wanna be the [deleted]' man
[deleted], I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
I need my money, that don't ever end
I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
I wanna be the [deleted]' man

[Post-Chorus: YG]

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
[deleted], I’m YG 400
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
[deleted], I’m YG 400

[Verse 1: YG]

I want a four door Benz that fit all my friends
So I could pull up on a [deleted] and tell her, “[deleted], get in”
[deleted], I want the crib, nobody know where I live
'Cause that’s where I hide all my [deleted]
Diamonds on my wrist, on my neck and other wrist
Goddamn, look at this
Oh, she want a kid? She wanna trip when I dip
Damn, [deleted], let me live
I wanna be a baller, hit the mall, ring it all up
It’s ten Gs, ring it all up
Hit the strip club, we make a mess, she clean it all up
Black Chyna, clean it all up
I do it 'cause I can, African American
They never wanted us to have bands
Do you hear what I’m sayin'?
This was not in they plan
But now a young [ deleted ] got bands and...

[Chorus: YG]

I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
I need my money, that don't ever end
I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
I wanna be the [deleted]' man
[deleted], I want a Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
I need my money, that don't ever end
I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
I wanna be the [deleted]' man

[Post-Chorus Nipsey Hussle]

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
[deleted], I’m NH 600
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
[deleted], I’m NH 600

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le]

I want an all-black Benz without no tints
So you can see the gold glow when the sun shine in ('Sup?)
Put Pirellis on stocks, I don’t want no rims
Want a big stash spot to put this four-five in, I want
All my [ deleted ] ballin' in the fast lane
Hundred some thick when we pull up to the valet (What?)
Park and hop out with the mad face
'Cause [ deleted ] think [deleted] turned down since the cash came (yeah)
Oh, [deleted] that, heard shots then we bust back (Bang)
Bulletproof everything, you can trust that
You done it like we done it, I suggest that (Why?)
'Cause would you rather be the victim or the suspect?
Oh, no, I came too far (Look!)
Changed my ways, no, I change my broad (Look!)
Chase my change, never change my squad
And stack 'til I can change my car, 'cause I wanna Benz!

[Chorus: YG]

I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
I need my money, that don't ever end
I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
I wanna be the [deleted]' man
[deleted], I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
I need my money, that don't ever end
I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
I wanna be the [deleted]' man

[Post-Chorus: YG & 50 Cent]

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
[deleted], I’m YG 400
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
It’s Fifty, [deleted], I keep it one hunnid!

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]

We blew a hunnid Gs on some bitches out in Vegas
It’s YG and Fifty, [ deleted ] know they can’t fade it
She get the seven digits, she could say she hit the jackpot
Accountants ain’t counting money coming out the crack spots
Come through in a motorcade, [deleted], we shut your block down
Foreigns everywhere, you know a [ deleted ] on top now
We tipping, bitches stripping, bust it open for a real [ deleted ]
You thinking she won’t, I’m thinking hell yeah, she will
Figure there’s gonna be a party right after the party
She may menage with somebody
'Cause we got bitches with us that’s bringing more bitches, get it?
I bet you your [deleted] be with it, she come through she gon' get it
This is nothing personal, now why would this be hurting you?
Bottles popping, [deleted] popping, mollies in the water
Crazy [deleted] that we be doing with somebody daughter
Have me thinking, "Damn, [ deleted ], we be out of order"
We turn up 'til they have to call the law on us

[Chorus: YG]

I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
I need my money, that don't ever end
I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
I wanna be the [deleted]' man
[deleted], I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
I need my money, that don't ever end
I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
I wanna be the [deleted]' man

[Post-Chorus YG]

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
[deleted], I’m YG 400
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
[deleted], I’m YG 400

Featuring: Nipsey Hussle & 50 Cent

Produced By: London on da Track

Written By: YG, Nipsey Hussle & 50 Cent

Release Date: December 12, 2015
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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 05 May 2019, 14:12



Gangsta's Life

Nipsey Hussle

[Snoop Dogg]

Yeah
So [deleted] hood
It's your uncle Snoop D O Double G
Oh weee
You know how we do it on the west coast
West west yo, diggy diggy diggy diggit yo

[Hook]

It's got a hold on me
The streets won't let me go
I'm in love
It takes it's toll on me
When I try to leave it alone
I can't say no to the gangsta's life

Gotta live a gangstas life
Gangstas life [x2]

[Verse 1 - Nipsey Hussle]

Look, what's up [deleted] it's ya boy Nipsey Hussle
The neighbor banger that'll make the dope double
Block duck a cop cause yeah I'm all that
I made it out of haters try to see me fall back
I was once told that everything glittering is not gold
And money over bitches is the motto
Still some of these suckers think I owe him a dollar or a dime
I'm a product of my grind, [deleted] is on your mind
When you talk I don't listen cause a lot of [ deleted ] lie
Rule 1 gotta get gotta flip gotta find your position while you in a south central state of mind
Another Nip Hussle you will never find
Take a look into my eyes see I forever shine
They should'nt showed me that, true [ deleted ] shouldn't have told me that
The streets they know they homies they always try to hold me back

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Snoop Dogg]

Give me a pen and a pad plus some Gin and a half
Put the clip in the mag, put the zip in the bag
Eastside rollin in an 6 deuce rag
Don't be slippin, cripping, we will get you fast
Streets be calling, see sawing
Never stalling, you hauling
Play calling, freefalling
Say it with me nephew, we balling
Get a zone, hit it, hit it get it on
Yes indeed the capital S-N Double O-P
Bin doing doing this gangsta [deleted] since 83
Back in the LBC
Check my fouls [ deleted ] check my pedigree
Next to homie big D, [ deleted ] letter C
Another Snoop Dogg there will never be
Take my eyes have a look and you will never see
You should'nt have showed me that
You [ deleted ]'s shouldn't have told me that
The streets they know they homies they always try to hold me back

[Verse 3 - Nipsey Hussle]

Look, Look
I got 20 thousand dollars in my blue dickie pockets
Up at 5 still shopping rolex same tocking or ticking
They slipping we different bitches
6 hoes on my checks and the crenshaw district
On lock, won't stop, big chain, big watch
Big rims, 3 piece leather seats, no top
Come through the block drive slow
Don't stop, [ deleted ] whisper don't talk
Cause they know they get by
From the bottom to the top
I done told ya [ deleted ]
Self made getting paid like I'm supposed to [ deleted ]
Now the hating is contagious and the only prescription is to load up a clip and give the [ deleted ] the business
It happens everyday just for instance
No weapons and no witness that means no conviction
While I'm mixing my patrone in my kitchen
Reminiscing before I make my transition
HUSSLE

[Hook]

Featuring: Snoop Dogg

Produced By: King David “The Future”

Written By: Nipsey Hussle & Snoop Dogg

Release Date: September 1, 2013

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 06 May 2019, 07:32



It is Hard Out Here

Nipsey Hussle

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]

It's so hard out here
But I'm still breathing
I said it's hard out here
But my [ deleted ] I ain't leaving

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]

Lookie
I show [ deleted ] too much love
And not enough discipline
Now look at all this backwards [deleted] a [ deleted ] in
Homies want my head
They'd rather see me dead
Than paper'd up on BET that [ deleted ] getting bread
What you thought, what you think, what that [deleted] do?
I heard Nipsey getting paper, is that [deleted] true?
Yeah, he used to hussle off slauson
Type a [ deleted ] probably (feast up)(?) on a coffin
Cos homies families was hurting
But what's it worth when these [ deleted ] want your carcus
Yeah I know they probably smile up in your face
But I know you [ deleted ] phony cos there's sweat up in your shake
[ deleted ] jealousy, how easily [ deleted ] forget
Used to walk thrugh the hood, [ deleted ] didn't have [deleted]
I just hussled off the corner, and I stacked a couple chips
Then I hit the parking lot, with that brand new whip
How you love that, ain't you supposed to smile for me?
Why you hate that? oh you playing high for me
They say cut the grass and the snakes will show
Is you [ deleted ] mad at me or do you hate my dough
Just let me know

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]

It's so hard out here
But I'm still breathing
I said it's hard out here
But my [ deleted ] I ain't leaving

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]

Lookie
When I was 15 my momma kicked me out and changed the locks
Her husband used to beat on us and talk [deleted] alot
You ain't my daddy, [ deleted ] I ain't gotta listen to you
Then my momma switched sides like [ deleted ], yeah you do
I used to wanna stay away, used to hate to come home
Outcasted from the family cos we wasn't his own
Now that's scandalous, how'd you let him hit me that hard?
Now that's scandalous, how'd you let your two kids starve?
No lunch money, was bummy and treated like a step child
Let me loose on these streets, the [ deleted ] went wild
No direction, false concept of family
Quick to bust the first damn burner that they handed me
Momma these white folks'll never understand a gee
Crying to the judge and they still reprimanded me
Used to wonder why you act like you always was mad at me
When cuz was the issue but momma I forgive you

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]

It's so hard out here
But I'm still breathing
I said it's hard out here
But my [ deleted ] I ain't leaving

Written By: Nipsey Hussle

Release Date: August 25, 2008

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 06 May 2019, 07:39



They Roll

Nipsey Hussle ft. The Game

[Intro]

Rollin on slauson rollin on slauson rollin on slauson
Compton's in the house
Compton's in the house

[Verse 1: Nipsy Hussle]

Blue converse [ deleted ]
Rich rollin from the dirt just bangin my turf
Like Snoop did
Same color rag just a new crip
Blue bandanas blue dickies and a deuce fifth
Slauson ave ain't the side you could truce with
Homicide city turned these young [ deleted ] ruthless
With loose lips will make a snitch [ deleted ] shoes slip
Pistol introduce a [deleted] [ deleted ] to the pulpit
Blue rag "S" hat gold on my neck fat
Gun case catch that cause neighborhood I rep that
Bust heads peel caps cook coke sell crack
Hit the county jail make yo enemies run that
Momma know my gun clap granny know my gun clap
Shoot it out [deleted] that
Duck down bust back
Deuce deuces on my cadillac
California state of mind since Kurupt dropped with battle cat

[Chorus]

Some [ deleted ] crippin and some [ deleted ] don't
Times get so crazy when you're out on your own
Some [ deleted ] bloodin and some [ deleted ] don't
Times get so crazy when you're out on your own
We gets it crackin like the old G's used to do
We keeps it crackin like the old G's use to do in 85 and 87 and 91
Them gangstas they roll them gangstas they roll

[Verse 2: The Game]

Red converse [ deleted ]
Soo woopin from the dirt [ deleted ]
Bangin my turf like snoop did
And it's still 187 on a mothafuckin cop
When I'm dippin down the block banging Black Superman
And CJ Mack naw Game wasn't the first with the L.A. tat
It was Keita Rock I'm the blood him straight from Cedar block
Name still painted on the wall I never leave the block
Can't stop won't stop gotta keep the heater cocked
Fiends like S Dot they'll never leave the rock
Palm trees crips bloods hundreds in the strip club
Game soo wooped out and Nipsey all cripped up
C walk B walk stompin in my red chucks
Red rag pants sag [ deleted ] I don't give a [deleted]
Bigger rims on bigger trucks
California state of mind since Pac drop Hit Em Up

[Chorus]

Some [ deleted ] crippin and some [ deleted ] don't times get so crazy when your
Out on your own some [ deleted ] bloodin and some [ deleted ] don't cause times
Get so crazy when your out on your own we gets it crackin like the old G's
Use to do we keeps it crackin like the old G's use to do in 85 and 87 and 91
Them gangstas live on them gangstas they roll

Featuring: The Game

Produced By: Cozmo

Written By: The Game & Nipsey Hussle

Release Date: December 4, 2008
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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Awash » 06 May 2019, 07:40

Zombie,
Let the [ deleted ] rest in peace :lol: :lol: He aint gonna send mana from the sky.

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 06 May 2019, 07:53



L.A. Confidential

YG

[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]

And now for my next number, I'd like to return to the classics
(Cookin' Soul)
Uh, uh, yuh
West Coast (West Coast)
Hussle, Hussle
Ya know
Neighborhood
West Coast, who ride?
Blanco
Labeled as a thug
Ayy, yo, B
West Coast (West Coast)
Uh, look
Labeled as a thug
West Coast, who ride?

[Verse 1: Blanco]

Ain't the type of white dude sippin' Bud Light
I'm the type with my nine screamin', "Thug life"
A bad [deleted] wanna [deleted] tonight
You ain't [deleted], [deleted], so it's [deleted] your life
[deleted] the D.E.A., I.R.S., and F.B.I
There, I said it, won't regret it 'til we start trial
I don't ever leave a paper trail
And best believe I'ma G, I will break the scale
I'm a hustler, give a [deleted] about a budget
I'm a gangsta, give a [deleted] about the judges
I'm a monster, middle finger to you suckas
I'm a mobster, Mr. Untouchable
Can't [deleted] with me, I'm so on some other [deleted]
On a road trip, gotta bring my other [deleted]
Not my other [deleted], my other, other, other [deleted]
Every brick I flip, the more I'm like, "[deleted], I'm rich"

[Chorus: 2Pac]

Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast, who ride?

[Verse 2: YG]

[ deleted ] hate daily, Glock is my protection
I'm the [ deleted ] that your mama told you not to mess with
Caught a interception on your [deleted] now that's a wridnap
Give her some [deleted] quick, now watch how fast she collapse
Pusha Ink the label, yeah, been that way from day one
The hoes get around me and me? I just got to say somethin'
I let my chain speak, I ain't really gotta say much
If see me in the streets, holla, "Suwoop, [ deleted ], stay up"
I'm all about my dollars, pop my collar on a hoe [deleted]
She say, "All you wanna do is [deleted] me," I say, "You know it"
My [deleted] rollin', my [deleted] bad
Don't trip 'cause the homies got the strap
Run up in your pad like the [deleted]' police
With pistols in your face like, "[ deleted ], don't you owe me?"
I'm tryna steal the rap game like the house lit
I'm from the west but I'm tryna [deleted] a south [deleted]

[Chorus: 2Pac]

Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast, who ride?

[Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle]

Look, look
I'm fresh off the block, I ain't even really left yet
Best on the west, hands-down, no question
And my Adidas got the Slauson Boy etched in
And Black Sam keep the money invested
All I do is check rappers off the checklist
And I don't beef, I eat beef for breakfast
And I don't sleep 'cause these streets is hectic
I don't make peace, I just put 'em on my necklace
Real [ deleted ], never ran, never snitched
The old lady on Fifth ain't raise no [deleted]
And we some real [ deleted ], not like the [ deleted ] in your clique
Always runnin' 'round talkin' about the little [deleted] that you did
We'll never say nothin' 'bout that big [deleted] that we did
We just see each other and nod, and you know what it is
And we don't talk about the big [deleted] we did
We just see each other and nod and you know what it is, [ deleted ]

[Chorus: 2Pac]

Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast, who ride?

[Verse 4: DB Tha General]

DB [ deleted ] I be on that dope [deleted]
My junkies be stay ready, be heavy and get your dope, kid
Talkin' [deleted], boy, on my mama, you ain't shot a stick
This [ deleted ] mad, oh well yeah I got your [deleted]
I heard that he snitching, paperwork bands circulating
Heard this [ deleted ] snitch, I swear to God, how the [deleted] he ate?
Known to bang hands down, I got the brown
You can ask around the town, DB I'm gettin' down fast
I got the gas and gas, gas, gas on top of gas
I'm like, "[deleted] school," [deleted] school, never went to class
I act a [deleted] and act a [deleted] I'm like, "[deleted] math"
They talkin' [deleted], I swear to God them [ deleted ] dumb trash
Black mask, I'm hoppin' out with that black mask
He's talkin' California, we like, "[deleted] fast"
I had cash and had cash and had cash
Me, YG, Nipsey, Blanco, I had to ask

[Chorus: 2Pac]

Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' [ deleted ] have it, I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast, who ride?

Featuring: Blanco, DB Tha General & Nipsey Hussle

Produced By: Cookin' Soul

Written By: 2Pac, DB Tha General, Blanco, YG & Nipsey Hussle

Release Date: April 1, 2012

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 06 May 2019, 07:59



Produced By: Mike N Keys, Mr. Lee & Larrance Dopson

Written By: Nipsey Hussle, Larrance Dopson, John Groover, Michael Ray Cox Jr., Leroy Williams & Willie Hutch

Release Date: February 16, 2018
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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 06 May 2019, 08:04

Bad omen, why do you think he left all this work after him? It's to be heard.

So every time people put a Bob Marley record on, according to you, are denying him his rest?

Your logic is shít.

I named this thread- " In honor of Nipsey"- but I don't expect people with no honor, to know what it means.

And stop sniffing on my bütt, on every thread.
Awash wrote:
06 May 2019, 07:40
Zombie,
Let the [deleted] rest in peace :lol: :lol: He aint gonna send mana from the sky.

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 06 May 2019, 09:58



Killer

Nipsey Hussle ft. Drake

[Verse 1: Drake]

Look I let the beat bang I don't claim colors
Honestly the honesty is why the game love us
My women either centerfolds or on the main covers
Stunt so hard I make these [ deleted ] hate summer
And pray for winter but when it's winter time
I'm still waitin' on these [ deleted ] at the finish line
We just took our first trip to the Amalfi coast
Couple days on the beach then it's adios (Killa)
Just look at what I done alone
You will swear we planted trees the way the money's grown
We been busy like some bees no honeycomb
And you could prolly feel the breeze when the money's blown
Pardon my towel and flip flop phase
I'll never be the reason that a [deleted] got paid
Even when I'm not functioning in tip top shape
I could bench as much as hip hop weighs... drizzy

[Chorus: Drake]

Uh, I'm tryna bring it home
Even if I gotta do it on my own
I'm a muhfuckin' killa, killa, killa, killa
Uh, and I'm the one to blame
Now that I'm around [deleted] will neva be the same
I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le]

Listen, look, before rap my last name was my lifestyle
And when I visualize success it look like right now
What was once gray skies is now white clouds
And I did it with the ones that ya'll said was not the right crowd
Follow my steps and you'll see what I'm 'bout
I keep my money coming in and never going out
Chuck taylors on the pavement with the blamma's out
Then I hit the league straight out the streets with no talent scout
And now my face bring the cameras out
That young [ deleted ] these industry bitches yap about
You know the one the cops buck you up and ask about
All because I took my wildest dreams and then mapped 'em out
I go for mine like it's overtime
Me and my [ deleted ] had to struggle so we over shined
Been fucked bitches I been on my grind
Cause on a mission your worst enemy is idle time... hussle

[Chorus: Drake]

Uh, I'm tryna bring it home
Even if I gotta do it on my own
I'm a muhfuckin' killa, killa, killa, killa
Uh, and I'm the one to blame
Now that I'm around [deleted] will neva be the same
I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa


Featuring: Drake

Produced By: 1500 or Nothin'

Written By: Nipsey Hussle & Drake

Release Date: August 20, 2009

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 06 May 2019, 10:19




Respect Ya Passion

Nipsey Hussle

[Hook]

Make a million cash 'fore you flatline
Make a master plan watch it backfire
Burn it all down then collect the ashes
Build it back, respect ya passion

[Verse 1]

Witness to some [deleted] that you shouldn't see
Whisper to yourself what you wouldn't be
Victim to the block where your mama moved, now your mind-state is I'mma do what I got to do
It's really quite logical, if you was me you wouldn't shoot at them if they just shot at you?
No trust funds but my daughter do, first generation that'll start with loot
My first record deal probably saved my life
So shout out to my [ deleted ] Draws and Jonny Shipes
My roll dog doing 12 now, gotta turn this [deleted] to heaven cause we hell bound

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Hard for y'all to fathom that we came from that
Sittin in the spot we was shaving crack
Navy blue chucks, my Mercedes black
Gave it all I got then it gave it back
30 [ deleted ] grinding on the same street
Thousand [ deleted ] dead from the same beef
Money to be made but it get risky
Inside job if it look fishy
[ deleted ] playin' foul tryna play it down
Say that they gon' kill him if he stay around
Say that they gon' book him they just need a witness
Me I'm tryna make a exit all this politicking
Got my mind drifting, time ticking, death is in the air I'm tryna bound over my visit
[deleted] rough still ride wit it, rob different that's how I did it
You should

[Hook]

Produced By: Bink!

Written By: Nipsey Hussle & Bink!

Release Date: June 28, 2013

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 06 May 2019, 10:32



Return of the Swagg

Nipsey Hussle ft. Iyaz

[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]

Bounce (Bounce)
Bounce (Bounce)
Hussle (Hussle)
It's Nip Hussle in the house (In the house)
It's real [?] [deleted] like (Like)
Hussle music (Hussle music)
It's All Money In, no money out (No money out)

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]

Girl, why you think it's a hole in your mouth?
Don't try to flip the question, I don't go down south
When I could show you the bounce
Show you how to flip that ounce
Tuck it in your purse and cover your blouse
Setup shop, bring the work up in your house
Really show you what this hustlin' about
That's if you game for it
You in the club, what you came for?
To meet a baller with a car and get all your drinks paid for?
You and your girlfriends with the french tips and the MAC lipstick
With the black Baby Phat fit
Knowin' that your [deleted] and tits is enough to have most [ deleted ] blind 'bout to cash they [?] (Yeah)
But not Nipsey, you can't knock Nip's hustle
Convince you I love until I got a limp muscle
Why flip ruffles until my chips double?
Let's hit the sunset strip and get in some trouble, come on

[Pre-Chorus: Iyaz & Nipsey Hussle)

We could take the Benz and hit the street (Yeah)
With the top down so they could see (Yahp, yahp)
We could hit the clubs and party hard (What up?)
'Cause I just bought out the bar (Hussle)

[Chorus: Iyaz & Nipsey Hussle]

Return of the swag (Hussle) (Yeah)
Return of the swag (Hussle) (Yeah)
Return of the swag (Hussle) (Slauson)
'Cause you knew it'd bring it back (Here I am)
Return of the swag (Hussle)
Return of the swag (Hussle)
Return of the swag (Hussle)
'Cause you knew it'd bring it back (Here I am)

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]

As soon as I stepped in, it's nothin' fresh so don't test 'em
The four-five under the five [?], it's a heckler
The S500'll hit Slauson from zero to sixty in six seconds, quit flexin'
Plus mami in the rear's interested
Tongue ring probably mean head's in the question
Bad gal, open toes, all around sexy
Invited to the session in the VIP section
So come chill with some real bosses
My money come in lumps and I get it often
I came from havin' nothin' so I gotta floss it
And all this kush weed got me so exhausted
I pop bottles with broads that's full throttle
I could take your picture if you're tryna model
We could take a trip to the top of Colorado
Or ride shotgun through the neighborhood that I know

[Pre-Chorus: Iyaz & Nipsey Hussle]

We could take the Benz and hit the street (Yeah)
With the top down so they could see (Yahp, yahp)
We could hit the clubs and party hard (What up?)
'Cause I just bought out the bar (Hussle)

[Chorus: Iyaz & Nipsey Hussle]

Return of the swag (Hussle) (Yeah)
Return of the swag (Hussle) (Yeah)
Return of the swag (Hussle) (Slauson)
'Cause you knew it'd bring it back (Here I am)
Return of the swag (Hussle)
Return of the swag (Hussle)
Return of the swag (Hussle)
'Cause you knew it'd bring it back (Here I am)

[Bridge: Iyaz & Nipsey Hussle]

Come ride with me
We could hop inside my old school that's on fours
Who's fly as me?
My diamond's shinin' and my pocket's swole
She's eyein' me
And now I'm tryna get her outta those
Designer jeans
'Cause that's what I do
That's what I do-do-do (Hussle)

[Pre-Chorus: Iyaz & Nipsey Hussle]

We could take the Benz and hit the street (Yeah)
With the top down so they could see (Yahp, yahp)
We could hit the clubs and party hard (What up?)
'Cause I just bought out the bar (Hussle)

[Chorus: Iyaz & Nipsey Hussle]

Return of the swag (Hussle) (Yeah)
Return of the swag (Hussle) (Yeah)
Return of the swag (Hussle) (Slauson)
'Cause you knew it'd bring it back (Here I am)
Return of the swag (Hussle)
Return of the swag (Hussle)
Return of the swag (Hussle)
'Cause you knew it'd bring it back (Here I am)
Return of the swag (Hussle)
Return of the swag (Hussle)
Return of the swag (Hussle)
'Cause you knew it'd bring it back (Here I am)

Featuring: Iyaz

Produced By: J.R. Rotem

Written By: Iyaz & Nipsey Hussle

Release Date: January 15, 2010

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 06 May 2019, 10:43




FDT ([deleted] Donald Trump)

YG ft. Nipsey Hussle

[Chorus: YG]

[deleted] Donald Trump
[deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [ deleted ], [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [ deleted ], [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump, yeah

[Verse 1: YG]

I like white folks, but I don't like you
All the [ deleted ] in the hood wanna fight you
Surprised El Chapo ain't tried to snipe you
Surprised the Nation of Islam ain't tried to find you
Have a rally out in L.A., we gon' [deleted] it up
Home of the Rodney King riot, we don't give a [deleted]
Black students, ejected from your rally, what?
I'm ready to go right now, your racist [deleted] did too much
I'm 'bout to turn Black Panther
Don't let Donald Trump win, that [ deleted ] cancer
He too rich, he ain't got the answers
He can't make decisions for this country, he gon' crash us
No, we can't be a slave for him
He got me appreciatin' Obama way more
Hey Donald, and everyone that follows
You gave us your reason to be President, but we hate yours

[Chorus: YG]

[deleted] Donald Trump
[deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [ deleted ], [deleted] Donald Trump
(I don't like your [deleted], [ deleted ])
Yeah, yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump
(I really don't like you, [ deleted ]!)
Yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [ deleted ], [deleted] Donald Trump
(This for my grandma!)
Yeah, yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump, yeah

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]

[ deleted ] am I trippin'? Let me know
I thought all that Donald Trump bullshit was a joke
Know what they say, when rich [ deleted ] go broke...
Look, Reagan sold coke, Obama sold hope
Donald Trump spent his trust fund money on the vote
I'm from a place where you prolly can't go
Speakin' for some people that you prolly ain't know
It's pressure built up and it's prolly gon' blow
And if we say go then they're prolly gon' go
You vote Trump then you're prolly on dope
And if you like me then you prolly ain't know
And if you been to jail you can prolly still vote
We let this [ deleted ] win, we gon' prolly feel broke
You build walls, we gon' prolly dig holes
And if your [deleted] do win, you gon' prolly get smoked, [ deleted ]
[deleted] you!

[Chorus: YG]

[deleted] Donald Trump
[deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [ deleted ], [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [ deleted ], [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump, yeah

[Interlude: Donald Trump]

[Verse 3: YG & Nipsey Hussle]

Hold up, I [deleted] with Mexicans, got a plug with Mexicans
When the low low need a switch, who I call? A Mexican
This Comedy Central [deleted] [ deleted ] couldn't be the President
Hold up, Nip, tell the world how you [deleted] with Mexicans
It wouldn't be the USA without Mexicans
And if it's time to team up, [deleted], let's begin
Black love, brown pride in the sets again
White people feel the same as my next of kin
If we let this [ deleted ] win, God bless the kids
God bless the kids, this [ deleted ] wicked and wigged
When me and Nip link, that's Bloods and Crips
When your L.A. rally? We gon' crash your [deleted]

[Chorus: YG]

[deleted] Donald Trump
[deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [ deleted ], [deleted] Donald Trump
I don't like your [deleted], [ deleted ]
Yeah, yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump
I really don't like you, [ deleted ]!
Yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump
Yeah, [ deleted ], [deleted] Donald Trump
This for my grandma!
Yeah, yeah, [deleted] Donald Trump, yeah

Featuring: Nipsey Hussle

Produced By: DJ Swish

Written By: Nipsey Hussle & YG

Release Date: March 30, 2016

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 06 May 2019, 11:04




Victory Lap

Nipsey Hussle

[Intro: Stacy Barthe]

Woah, oh-woah, woah, ohh
Like the beginning of "Mean Streets" (ohh)
Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]

I'm prolific, so gifted
I'm the type that's gon' go get it, no kiddin'
Breaking down a Swisher in front of yo buildin'
Sitting on the steps feeling no feelings
Last night, it was a cold killin'
You gotta keep the devil in his hole, [ deleted ]
But you know how it go, [ deleted ]
I'm front line every time it's on, [ deleted ]
Hunnit proof flow, run and shoot pro
458 drop, playin' "Bulletproof Soul"
Every few shows I just buy some new gold
Circle got smaller, everybody can't go
Downtown diamond district, jewelers like "Yo
Hussle holler at me, I got Cubans on the low"
Flew to Cancun, smokin' Cubans on the boat
And docked at Tulum just to smoke, look
Listening to music at the Mayan Ruins
True devotion on the bluest ocean, cruisin'
My cultural influence even rival Lucien
I'm integrated vertically, y'all [ deleted ] blew it
They tell me, "Hussle dumb it down, you might confuse 'em"
This ain't that weirdo rap you [deleted] used to
Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
I'm an urban legend, South Central in a certain section
Can't express how I curbed detectives
Guess it's... evidence of a divine presence
Blessings, help me out at times I seem reckless
F it
Got a L, but got an E for effort, stretch it
Dropped him off in the Mojave desert, and left him
Ain't no answer to these trick questions
Money makin' Nip
Straighten out my jewelry on my [deleted] dresser
Well known, flick up and jail pose
Matchin' champagne bottles from Ricos til' T show
Whatever, [ deleted ], we playin' chess, not checkers, [ deleted ]
Thirty-eight special for you clever [ deleted ]
See bro, if you ain't live and die by the street codes
Been through all these motions, up and down like a see-saw
I can never view you as my equal
[deleted] I want to hear your CD for?

[Chorus: Stacy Barthe]

(Woah) Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
(Woah) Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
(Woah) Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
(We gotta make it) Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]

Yeah, look
I'm finna take it there, this time around I'ma make it clear
Spoke some things into the universe and they appeared
I say it's worth it, I won't say it's fair
Find your purpose or you wastin' air, [deleted] it though, ya'll [ deleted ] scared
Eyes opened, I can see it clear
They don't make 'em bar none, they don't make 'em real
They don't make it where I'm from, they don't take it here
They don't see in due time, I be makin' mil's
Bossed up in this game, I been makin' deals
Get your lawyer on the phone, we can make it real
I got checks and balance, I flex dramatic
Other fifty on my neck, just my reckless habit
Ain't no [deleted] on my rep, disrespect the savage
I make one phone call and the rest get handled
This just another front step with candles
Lil message from the set, "We accept your challenge"

[Outro: Stacy Barthe]

Woah, oh-woah, woah, ohh
Woah, woah
We gotta make it
Yeah we gotta
We gotta make
Oh, we gotta make it
Ohh, ooh
We gotta make it, ohh
Victory Lap

Featuring: Stacy Barthe

Produced By: Mike N Keys, Amaire Johnson & Sap

Written By: Nipsey Hussle, Stacy Barthe, Amaire Johnson, Sap & Alex Turner

Release Date: February 16, 2018

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Re: Hussle in the House!

Post by Zmeselo » 06 May 2019, 11:12




Devil's Work

Joyner Lucas

[Intro]

Father, forgive me

[Verse]

I'm staring at this Bible as I keep glancing
Dear Lord, I got questions and I need answers
Tryna understand your vision, all I see is damage
Just a bunch of dead bodies in the street camping
A bunch of lost souls on their feet standing
We supposed to be your children, I thought we family
You're supposed to be my Father, bruh, I need answers
We don't need to die young, we just need chances
Tired of living on the edge so we keep scrambling
Tryna talk to these strippers but they keep dancing
We just wanna be number one like Steve Francis
Bow our heads, say a prayer, now the seed's planted
Everywhere I turn, I'm seeing emcees vanish
Lot of good [ deleted ] gone, I don't understand it
Lot of families lost and they seem stranded
I ain't tryna disrespect you, I just need answers
I know you're watching us from heaven thinking, "Who to save?"
Cherry pickin' who should go next and who should stay
I'd be on my way to heaven if I knew the way
And bring back every good [ deleted ] you choose to take
They say you never wrong, but you done made a few mistakes
'Cause you taking the wrong [ deleted ], maybe you should trade
Trade us back all the real ones, remove the fakes
I think you should trade
Give us 2Pac back, and take that [ deleted ] Suge (Ooh!)
Let the legend resurrect and he gon' live for good (Ooh!)
I been screaming "Thug life" in every different hood (Thug life, thug life)
If only you could bring him back, Lord I wish you would
Give us Biggie, give us Pun, give us Triple X
Take that [ deleted ] Trump with you, that's a bigger threat
There's too much power for a coward with no intellect
That's a bigot with a collar, there's a disconnect
[ deleted ] dying, Mama crying, Grandma need a tissue
[ deleted ] shootin' up a church, now I need a pistol
All them [ deleted ] still livin', you don't see the issue
But how you take Selena and then you take Aaliyah with you?
I ain't tryna disrespect, just need to meet up with you (Lord)
I ain't tryna overstep, just want to reason with you (Lord)
Give us back our loved ones and take the evil with you (Lord)
Send them suckers straight to hell, they don't need a vigil (Woo!)
I need you to give us back Martin Luther, take Martin Shkreli (Take!)
Give us back Malcolm, take R. Kelly
R.I.P. Lil Snupe, give that boy his life back
Take Eric Holder, give us Eric Wright back
I'm sending you this message, Lord, I hope you hit me right back
They say I'm on the wrong train, I know I'm on the right track (Yeah)
'Cause Trayvon gone, and all he did was tryna fight back
Zimmerman walk around free, we don't like that (We don't like that)
Why you take our mothers from us?
Our fathers and our sisters and our cousins from us?
Got these children getting murdered while they double dutchin'
Wonder why the [deleted] you take Nipsey Hussle from us?
Damn, you took a true king, a true brother from us
This a fuckin' marathon, but they runnin' from us
Now everybody got guns, [ deleted ]'s up to something
And every gangsta wanna prove that they tough or something
You know it's not fair, tell the truth, I've been in my feelings too
But if you took Emmett Till, at least take Dylann Roof
At least take James Holmes, I ain't even mad at that
Just bring back Whitney, and give us Michael Jackson back
Feds want me in the slammer, damn
Ain't no justice for Sandra Bland, we up like the ceiling fan
Lord, if you listenin', I'm just lookin' for a hand to hand
Take out the [deleted] [ deleted ] and give us back our fam again
Drownin' in my tears, tryna pray for something (Woo!)
Wonder why you give us life for you to take it from us (Woo!)
Wonder why you give us family then erase them from us (Woo!)
Maybe hopefully you can have a conversation with us (Yeah)
Maybe I'm just probably tripping 'cause I need a hug (I need a hug)
The hood can't find jobs, now we need a plug (We need a plug)
Everybody and their mama tryna be a thug
I don't go to church 'cause I'm afraid of being judged
I've been starin' at the ceiling as I lie in bed
Watchin' [ deleted ] follow trends like Simon Says (Yeah)
I pray you give us back the real ones and try again
Or maybe take them [ deleted ] that deserve to die instead
Tomi Lahren run her mouth and then she get defensive
Laura Ingraham laughin' at death and disrespectin'
I really feel like you should teach them stupid hoes a lesson
Either that or give us back somebody who deserve the blessings
I left out a bunch of names that I forgot to mention
Cost too much to pay attention, then it got expensive
Father forgive me, for I know not what I do
And now I'm reachin' out to you, hopin' you hear me and return the message
I know that you got our back and that you're not against us
Or maybe you just love us so you doin' [deleted] to test us
I just kinda thought that you would do more to protect us
They say that the good die young and I ain't on the guest list
I've been drinkin', Lord forgive me, it's my blood racin'
I don't know what I'm thinking, I'm just frustrated
I don't mean to question you, I'm just confused
I don't know what else to do, I've been patient and it sucks waiting
Took my mans from me, that forever hurts
But puttin' the blame on you, that'd never work
I know this ain't your fault, it's the devil's work
Devil's work


Produced By: SoSpecial

Written By: SoSpecial & Joyner Lucas

Release Date: May 2, 2019
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