Nipsey Hussle — Hussle in the House (2013)
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Hussle in the House (2013) Nipsey Hussle03:20
Текст песни: Hussle in the House (2013)
[Verse 1] Look, I'm comin' straight off of Slauson A crazy motherfucker named Nipsey I'm turnt up cause I grew up in the 60s Caution to you rap niggas try and diss me I go hard that's why your bitch wanna flip me Big guns, nigga, turn rivals into rosaries Extended clips, I give a fuck who you 'posed to be Straight off the block I sold dope to buy groceries Now it's rap money, no advance, it's all royalties You broke, nigga, you could follow me It's fuck bitches, get money, keep some hollow heads logically And I'm from where homicide boost the economy Pay taxes to these corners and put in work, it's a policy (Hussle, Hussle) It's white chalk on the corners It's yellow tape on the gates Choppers up above That's 'cause the Tiny Locs runs the streets where I'm from [Chorus] This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music Guns, money and bitches, that's the way that we do it First get your grind on, then get your shine on Then come through daytime with the lights on (Hussle, Hussle) Now hit the fast lane and let your chain swang You gettin' dollars like a doctor, but you gangbang Yeah, it's Hussle in the house Yeah, it's Hussle in the house (Hussle, Hussle) [Verse 2] Blue rag, S-hat, gold on my neck fat Gun case, catch that, cuz, Neighborhood, I rep that Shoot first, ask last, move work, fast cash Brynhurst, 10th Ave, squabble if you get mad (Hussle, Hussle) And in my lifetime, I seen a lot of death A couple cold nights, it look like it was nothin' left But God got me, so I got him tatted on my flesh Slauson, nigga, you ain't heard shit yet Cuzzy, Cobby, Hoodsta Rob, Tiny Draws Infant Stone, when he come home, then baby, we dog And can't forget my big brother Blacc Sam Just a young hood nigga with a million dollar plan [Chorus] This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music Guns, money and bitches, that's the way that we do it First get your grind on, then get your shine on Then come through daytime with the lights on (Hussle, Hussle) Now hit the fast lane and let your chain swang You gettin' dollars like a doctor, but you gangbang Yeah, it's Hussle in the house Yeah, it's Hussle in the house (Hussle, Hussle), look [Verse 3] I came from nothin', so did every other rapper Save the speculation, real banger, gun clapper Silence, hit the opposition with the MAC I'll turn him into candles on the curb over blood splats Fuck rest in peace shirts, nigga, where your guns at? It done been two weeks and we ain't seen no get back Type of shit is that? Your Crippin' is wack You ain't poppin', you ain't turfed up, nigga, you off-deck I promise, I'll be out lurking with the pump Gooned up, black hoodie on, chopper in the trunk Ready to hop out, and do my motherfuckin' stuff Six-oh, nigga, that's what's up, huh [Chorus] This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music Guns, money and bitches, that's the way that we do it First get your grind on, then get your shine on Then come through daytime with the lights on (Hussle, Hussle) Now hit the fast lane and let your chain swang You gettin' dollars like a doctor, but you gangbang Yeah, it's Hussle in the house Yeah, it's Hussle in the house (Hussle, Hussle)
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