Thuggin Nipsey Hussle (Ft. Boosie Badazz & Lil Cali)

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, now I got
Big burners on my lap, I ain’t gonna talk it out
A rich killer, bet a thousand that I chalk him out
Since I’m the most talked about, on this block I walk about
Gotta keep that biscuit like Rosco’s Waffle House
Last squabble, knocked him out
Last shootout, shot him out
Last nigga in the club talked shit, we stomped him out
Champagne bottle to yo head like Steve Stout
Makin’ sure my enemies dead, that’s we ‘bout
Makin’ sure my peoples straight ‘fore I leave out
Crooked letter-i-x-t-y what I scream out
Wishin’ I could break my niggas Black Sam and Steez out
So we could back the matching black-on-black twelve-v’s out
My spot rollin’, so as I get it I’m tellin’ ‘em, “we out”
My Glock loaded, if I show it, I’ma squeeze out, believe that
Money on my mind, look I need that
I’m pissin’ Hennessy and Kush is what I breathe out

[Chorus: Lil Cali]
Big money, big pistol’s how I’m comin’ ‘cause I’m
Thuggin’, thuggin’, thuggin’, thuggin’
You talkin’ loud, but you ain’t sayin’ nothin, bitch I’m
Thuggin’, thuggin’, thuggin’, thuggin’
Fly ass sag, stupid ass swag, outfit’s sick, pocket full of cash
Posted on the block, marijuana and the crack, bitch I’m
Thuggin’, thuggin’, thuggin’, thuggin’