[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]
Yeauh
Hussle Music
It's that TMC
The Marathon Continues
'iHussle.com' all that
Sup lil baby, fuck with a real nigga
I pick you up in a bullet proof or the drop top Benz
Come do what we do, you know?
Fuck you nigga
[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, story of my life
Wake up on my grind
Don't go to sleep 'til late at night
Niggas play my mixtapes and they bitches say he tight
See I remind her of the type of niggas that she like
Type of shit that starts a fight
But it been like that all my life
Crack your bitch off my bike, ass
Jealous ass, I'll fuck a nigga' wife
Got that swagger, got that swipe
Get that cash, I live that life
Take that hoe bitch that you love
And introduce her to these lights
While you beggin' her to be your baby mama and do right
I be pull up and park my Benz at LAX and take that flight
Drop top, Louis bag, Louis belt, Dickies sag
Hopscotch through security cuz bitch I am the man
There's really nothin' to me
You can treat that hootchie like the ?
Lock her in the house when she get out she gon' pursue
Truly, young Hussle livin' like a Boss
Still straight up Wilshire to Neiman Marcus gang a large bills
Yeauh
Hussle Music
It's that TMC
The Marathon Continues
'iHussle.com' all that
Sup lil baby, fuck with a real nigga
I pick you up in a bullet proof or the drop top Benz
Come do what we do, you know?
Fuck you nigga
[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, story of my life
Wake up on my grind
Don't go to sleep 'til late at night
Niggas play my mixtapes and they bitches say he tight
See I remind her of the type of niggas that she like
Type of shit that starts a fight
But it been like that all my life
Crack your bitch off my bike, ass
Jealous ass, I'll fuck a nigga' wife
Got that swagger, got that swipe
Get that cash, I live that life
Take that hoe bitch that you love
And introduce her to these lights
While you beggin' her to be your baby mama and do right
I be pull up and park my Benz at LAX and take that flight
Drop top, Louis bag, Louis belt, Dickies sag
Hopscotch through security cuz bitch I am the man
There's really nothin' to me
You can treat that hootchie like the ?
Lock her in the house when she get out she gon' pursue
Truly, young Hussle livin' like a Boss
Still straight up Wilshire to Neiman Marcus gang a large bills
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