6 Inch Heels Nipsey Hussle (Ft. June Summers)

[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]
No punches

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Look
Bounce back off every loss like a real nigga
Handle business like a man, I'll make a deal with you
Loyalty for loyalty, I keep it real with you
You go to war, then I'm gonna kill with you
Married to the streets, ask me why I'm still with her
Asghedom, it’s obvious I’m a real nigga
Around the corner it's a dozen niggas still trippin'
They'll still kill you if you still slippin'
Look, I put curtains on my rear windshield
My bitch bad but my wrist on chill
My bitch bad, man, that bitch got skills
She 5'11 rockin' 6 inch heels
She my Excedrin in this sick ass world
She probably make a stray bitch toes curl
She used to be in rich nigga retail
But money's my only fetish with my rich ass self
Hussle, I know y'all hating but I wish y'all well
I'm eating steak, crackin' Crip leg shells
I'm gettin' cake, let the champagne spill
It's either participate or your bitch ass fail, nigga