State of Mind Nipsey Hussle (Ft. Y2)
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[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Count this dough up
Call my name, I'm gon' show up
Young, bout to pour up
Quarter pint in my soda
Now picture me rollin'
My V-12, that's twin turbo
Fuck with that Gelardo
But the 'rari I prefer though
Y'all, war verbal
We candle your curb up
Police can't control us
They just react to these murders
Take y'all niggas off
And be back in the mornin'
Last time was a walk up
Now we poppin' out the foreign
Stickin' to the script
Y'all got too many stories
Talk just like a bitch
We got too many Maury's
Loose lips to sink the ship
But break the levees like New Orleans
I always move in silence
Except when I'm recordin'
Count this dough up
Call my name, I'm gon' show up
Young, bout to pour up
Quarter pint in my soda
Now picture me rollin'
My V-12, that's twin turbo
Fuck with that Gelardo
But the 'rari I prefer though
Y'all, war verbal
We candle your curb up
Police can't control us
They just react to these murders
Take y'all niggas off
And be back in the mornin'
Last time was a walk up
Now we poppin' out the foreign
Stickin' to the script
Y'all got too many stories
Talk just like a bitch
We got too many Maury's
Loose lips to sink the ship
But break the levees like New Orleans
I always move in silence
Except when I'm recordin'
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