Perfect Ten Mustard (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)
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[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]
Yeah
You don't know who swimmin' naked 'til the tide come in
Mustard on the beat, ho
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Fuck where your hoes at or where your Rolls at
Where your backbone, nigga, where your code at?
Where your down since day one real bros at?
Where them stories that you tellin' unfold at?
Where your heart, nigga? Where your soul at?
We got old school ways, we expose that
Ain't no guarantees, but you know that
Niggas die every day, can't control that
[Verse: Nipsey Hussle]
Ken Griffey throwback, nigga had to go left
Must've popped twenty-eight times, 'cause it's four left
If it's 'bout mine, ain't a nigga that I won't check
Run through your hardest homeboy, you could go next
'85 Cut', dawg, Hussle had the Rolex
Chain on my white tee, now you see the progress
Stacked every chip on myself, time to collect
All money in, just imagine what I gross back
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Fuck where your hoes at or where your Rolls at
Where your backbone, nigga, where your code at?
Where your down since day one real bros at?
Where them stories that you tellin' unfold at?
Where your heart, nigga? Where your soul at?
We got old school ways, we expose that
Ain't no guarantees, but you know that
Niggas die every day, can't control that
Yeah
You don't know who swimmin' naked 'til the tide come in
Mustard on the beat, ho
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Fuck where your hoes at or where your Rolls at
Where your backbone, nigga, where your code at?
Where your down since day one real bros at?
Where them stories that you tellin' unfold at?
Where your heart, nigga? Where your soul at?
We got old school ways, we expose that
Ain't no guarantees, but you know that
Niggas die every day, can't control that
[Verse: Nipsey Hussle]
Ken Griffey throwback, nigga had to go left
Must've popped twenty-eight times, 'cause it's four left
If it's 'bout mine, ain't a nigga that I won't check
Run through your hardest homeboy, you could go next
'85 Cut', dawg, Hussle had the Rolex
Chain on my white tee, now you see the progress
Stacked every chip on myself, time to collect
All money in, just imagine what I gross back
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Fuck where your hoes at or where your Rolls at
Where your backbone, nigga, where your code at?
Where your down since day one real bros at?
Where them stories that you tellin' unfold at?
Where your heart, nigga? Where your soul at?
We got old school ways, we expose that
Ain't no guarantees, but you know that
Niggas die every day, can't control that
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