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Nipsey Hussle - Hussle In The House Lyrics

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  • [Verse 1:]
  • Look I'm comin straight out of Slauson, a crazy mother*****er name Nipsey!
  • I'm turfed up cause I grew up in the Sixties!
  • Caution! To you rap niggas try and diss me!
  • I go hard that's why yo' ***** wanna flip me
  • Big guns niggas turn rivals into rosaries
  • Extended clips I give a ***** who you 'posed to be
  • Straight off the block I sold dope to buy groceries
  • Now it's rap money no advance it's all royalties
  • You broke nigga you could follow me
  • It's ***** *****es get money keep some hollow tips logically
  • And I'm from where homicide boost the economy
  • Pay taxes to these corners and put in work it's a policy
  • {Hustle} It's white chalk on the corners
  • It's yellow tape on the gates... choppers up above
  • That's Cause and turnin Loc's runs the streets where I'm from
  • [Chorus:]
  • This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music
  • Plus money and *****es that's the way that we do it
  • First get 'yo grind on, then get yo' shine on
  • We come through daytime with the lights on
  • Now hit the fast lane, and let yo' chain swang
  • You gettin dollars like a doctor but you gangbang
  • Yeah! It's Hussle in the house
  • Yeah! It's Hussle in the house
  • [Verse 2:]
  • Blue rag, S-hat, gold on my neck fat
  • Guns case catch that, neighborhood, I rep that
  • Shoot first, ask last, move work, fast cash
  • [? ] hurst, tip dabs, squabble if you get mad
  • And in my lifetime, I seen a lot of death
  • A couple cold nights, it look like it was nothin left
  • But God got me, so I got him tatted on my flesh
  • Slauson - nigga, you ain't heard shit yet
  • Cuzzy, Cobby, Hoodsta Rob, Tiny Draws
  • Dippin Stone, when he come home - then baby, we dog
  • And cain't forget my big brother Black Sanchez
  • A young nigga with a million dollar plan
  • [Chorus:]
  • This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music
  • Guns money and *****es that's the way that we do it
  • First get 'yo grind on, then get yo' shine on
  • We come through daytime with the lights on
  • Now hit the fast lane, and let yo' chain swang
  • You gettin dollars like a doctor but you gangbang
  • Yeah! It's Hussle in the house
  • Yeah! It's Hussle in the house
  • [Verse 3:]
  • I came from nothin - so did every other rapper
  • Save the spectulation, real banger, gun clapper
  • SILENCE! - Henny, I'll posses you with the Mac
  • I'll turn him into candle on the curb over blood splat
  • ***** Rest in Peace shirts, nigga where ya guns at?
  • Hittin been two weeks and we ain't seen no get back
  • Type of shit is that, yo Crippin is wack
  • You ain't poppin you ain't turfed up, nigga - you off deck
  • I promise, I'll be out helpin with the pump
  • Gooned up, black hoody on, chopper in the trunk
  • Ready to hop out, and do my muh'*****in stuff
  • SIX-OH, NIGGA, dats wassup - HUH!
  • [Chorus:]
  • This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music
  • Guns money and *****es that's the way that we do it
  • First get 'yo grind on, then get yo' shine on
  • We come through daytime with the lights on
  • Now hit the fast lane, and let yo' chain swang
  • You gettin dollars like a doctor but you gangbang
  • Yeah! It's Hussle in the house
  • Yeah! It's Hussle in the house

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