Nipsey Hussle - Run This Town Lyrics
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]Streets on lock, beemers on stockBullets bounce back leave the drivers unshotCity on my shoulder, Slauson Ave soldierSo to all my enemies my dead body is a trophyTalking bout trophies I think I deserve oneHotter nigga in these streets holla if you've heard oneKnow a nigga sick because I'm the shit with no surgeonAnd those Roc Nation rumours ain't true but yeah I heard them[Verse 1:]Swervin in that new Lexus with the [? ] on the steerinWheel step [? ] got that mother*****ing purrin'One things fo sho 2 things for certainWest coast Nipsey Hussle Game over closed curtainsIn my pursuit of happiness I made the cash doubleAnd introduced Italian shoes to German gas peddlesLike Gucci's and Prada's, here's Benz's and beemersHold money in don't let materials come in between usI know they hoping they could be a method big [? ]But I got Lawyers paid up above my last featuresI single handedly became the man in my preachingYou would think it was crime how they witnessed my genius[Chorus:]Streets on lock beemers on stockBullets bounce back leave the drivers unshotCity on my shoulder, Slauson Ave soldierSo to all my enemies my dead body is a trophyTalking bout trophies I think I deserve oneHotter nigga in these streets holla if you've heard oneKnow a nigga sick because I'm the shit with no surgeonAnd those Roc Nation rumours ain't true but yeah I heard them...[Verse 2:]... swervin in that black beemer with the button press curtainsSay go up and she go down and serve a nigga like a servantPull it out her mouth and she gon ride it like a surferPhone ringing she pick up and tell her man she workingSlurpin ' everything a nigga got to offerI'm a ***** once and I'll be off herOnto bigger badder things like the dollarAmount that Epic want versus what Def Jam offer
