(Nipsey Hussle)
All I do is rap about the fast life
You can't relate
You need to get your cash right
I must have been a flashlight in my last life
Because all I do is shine
So blow me like a bagpipe
Woodgrain (?) and gold chains
I'm shutting down traffic I'm switching four lanes
I'm hanging out the window every which way
Every n-gga not a pimp but every b-tch pay
I'm hard on these hoes like every single day
Now I gotta lot of b-tches in a lot of different states
I get a lot of p-ssy but I never got to pay
All money in is all a n-gga got to say
Ugh, now one time for my young grind
I spend hundreds I smoke quarters and I f-ck dimes
Got no love for broke b-tches with no drive
I dropped out but I done fine
Right, I know you heard about them stages I've been murdering
Lighting my swisha's up as they roll in my room servicing
Them shopping spree's all the fly sh-t I'm purchasing
Tattoo's on my face because now I know I'll never work again
Them pretty b-tches that know what their sole purpose is
For them emotions they be working with
(?)
The Kush I'm blowing inside of the coupe that I'm swerving in
N-gga, ugh, Slauson Av
Ugh, South Central State of Mind n-gga
Uh, it's the leak volume 1
And this is where I'm coming from n-gga
(Nipsey Hussle Talking)
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