No Nigga Like Me Nipsey Hussle (Ft. Trae tha Truth)

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
I dropped seven tapes and it was all the truth
Live my life just like a baller do
Meet a gang of girls and they all be cute
You can fall for me, I can't fall for you
I'm in a CL6, that's the baller coupe
You fuck for cash, you a prostitute
Go to school, then girl, I salute
And make a hunnid mill' what I'm 'bout to do
To knock my hustle ain't possible
Me kill you, that's optional
Slauson Ave., I've made lots of moves
'Cause I'm a African that think like a Jew
I be doing me, watching you
Is my example of what not to do
My shoestrings stay Dodger blue
I had a hoop dream, but then I caught the flu
'Cause the routine is still lots of shootin'
And you know I'm a do what I got to do
Picked up the sack, dropped the school
Went hard to the paint, bought some jewels
Switched up my thinking to the proper view
Hopped in this rap, paid all my dues
I'm something like an Impala, fool
I'm so LA like a barbecue
These niggas talk a lot, but they wallets mute
I shop a lot, you know, cars and shoes
When I hit the block, I still rock my jewels
But I ain't one of these niggas that got a lot to prove, nah
I got a lot to do
I wake up, nigga, to a awesome view
Way these labels tryna deal with rappers
Got me fuckin' mad like I'm watchin' Roots (Kunta)