The Game - Judas Closet ft. Nipsey Hussle Lyrics

The Game - Judas Closet ft. Nipsey Hussle Lyrics:

Feel like I sold my f-cking soul to the devil

for these palm trees and these six fours, Nip

Feel like I sold my f-cking soul to the devil

for these palm trees and these six fours

Cedar

6 0

Wife beater

Wrist froze, platinum jesus piece

Nigga, mine all gold

Chuck

Feel like I sold my f-cking soul to the devil for these

palm trees and six fours

When you come from depression, to the lust for possessions

Gotta make an impression, but you can’t wait for your blessing

Model bitches stip naked, while i sip on this Texas

I’m pushing this German, jesus piece on my neclace

These niggas gon’ test ya, and these bitches is reckless

And that money go fast, I hope you paying yo’ taxes

All the questions they askin’, all the cameras that’s flashin’

All the stress that come with it, it’s like you hustling backwards

If you ain’t breaking the bank, so we go hard everyday

And the sacrificial lamb is just the part that you play

When you the first one in yo’ fam to have the heart to get paid

Had the smarts to switch lanes, had the guts to be brave

Now, and now you a star on the stage

And once they cut on them lights, no turning ‘em off, that’s part if the game

Wow, people caught up in your fame

And never will it be the same, this shit is expensive, the price that we pay, that’s why I..

Feel like I sold my f-cking soul to the devil

for these palm trees and these six fours, Nip

Feel like I sold my f-cking soul to the devil

for these palm trees and these six fours

Cedar

6 0

Wife beater

Wrist froze, platinum jesus piece

Nigga, mine all gold

Chuck

Feel like I sold my f-cking soul to the devil for these

palm trees and six fours

Clip tossin’, since niggas is brick flossin’

Now the bloods wit’ Slauson so niggas go get coffins

Comptons like NFL, niggas get hit often

Heavy but I green, make niggas forget Boston

Red bone bitch, she high on blue dolphins

Head game sick, she bi and switch often

It’s kush, bitch quit coughin’, my six got streets talkin’

Timbo, this shit scorchin’, got Bloods and Crips walkin’

It’s Nip, so get up off him, we like Biggie and Jigga mayne

And Nickerson’s Marcy, Bed-Stuy is Slauson

My flow somethin’ like Nassir, I should put a pause here

….Run and tell them niggas the God’s here

This California kush got me in God’s ear

We got them Ace of Spades, but ain’t no cards here

Just a Crip, a Blood, a couple exotic cars here

And these extra long clips like Lamars here, Nip

Feel like I sold my f-cking soul to the devil

for these palm trees and these six fours, Nip

Feel like I sold my f-cking soul to the devil

for these palm trees and these six fours

Cedar

6 0

Wife beater

Wrist froze, platinum jesus piece

Nigga, mine all gold

Chuck

Feel like I sold my f-cking soul to the devil for these

palm trees and six fours

Meek Mill - Don’t Do It ft Nipsey Hussle & Sean Kingston Lyrics

Meek Mill - Don’t Do It ft Nipsey Hussle & Sean Kingston Lyrics:

[Sean Kingston]
These hose are triflin’
That’s why we aint gon wife ‘em
These young niggas better smart up
And don’t get caught up
Said shawty got a husband
But she out here creepin’
These young niggas better smart up
And don’t get caught up

Don’t do it, noooo
Don’t do it, noooo
Don’t do it,
Just cause she fine with ass
But she just want a nigga with cash
She triflin’

[Meek Mill]
Shawty got a man, but she creepin’ though
I guess she want a young nigga eatin’ though
But I was never known to keep a hoe
Met her in mia, was with my nigga Tre a week ago
A friend told me he had two weeks before
She said she aint fuck in months, I’m like you sneaky hoe
But I knew some bitches like my sneakers though
Fucking all my homies she was tryna keep a secret though
Loving the crew, love the place for the team
She sucking my dick, guess we chasing her dream
I’m made her go ham, he made her a queen
I aint chasing these hoes, no nigga I’m chasing this cream

[Sean Kingston - Chorus]

[Nipsey Hussle]
She look good, but to me she just a bummy bitch
Tryna fall in love cause she know I’m bumpy rich
Hear my name ringing, she know I’m on my tip
She can’t walk out her house without hearing ‘em play my shit
2008 came in this game and I aint made a grip
I’m sucking, ducking, fucking with the ones I made it with
One thing they knew about Nip Hussle I don’t save a bitch
She be content with saying, she done fucked a famous crip
Basic bitches that we flippin’, you be laying with
Her pussy played out, we call that Avirex
OBGYN, she got you in labour with
Your maybe baby cause you weak and be chasing yo dick nigga

[Chorus]

Nipsey Hussle - Proud Of That Ft Rick Ross Lyrics

Nipsey Hussle - Proud Of That Ft Rick Ross Lyrics:

[intro]
no punch, i just mean we working hard
(maybach music)

[nipsey hussle - chorus]
look, night time with my locs on
600 hundered benz with them fo’s on
been through everything but i rode
and i never quit or take no loss
and i’m proud of that

[nipsey hussle - verse 1]
back to the wall i was so stoned
self-made nigga i was solo
hot up in the kitchen, i was so stove
a nigga couldn’t tell me nothing, i was so broke
i had ar’s fo’ fo’s, alpina’s on low pros
brought k’s wid us and got faze nigga
and i used to get good grades nigga!
momma paid the bills but couldnt save nigga
so we couldnt ask for no j’s nigga
see, that’s the type of shit change niggas
now from the street, you couldn’t save niggas
only difference was we wasnt playin wit’ it
was’nt in it for the hoes or the fame nigga
swear to god i could’nt buy a bag of lays nigga
and i’d rather be a sinner than ashamed, nigga
so like that
i rationalize it in my brain, nigga
even if i was a victim to the game
it was better than living life as a slave nigga
be right back! had to turn myself into a paid nigga
i did dirt cause i was common at the grave nigga to go straight and re-examine my ways
that was the concept and now they’re telling me i’m next
but please my nigga, please my nigga, don’t take this out of context
all the nights i dealt with my stress
all the triple bunks where i slept
all the busted knuckles all the smoking guns
and all the shit i did for my set!
all my niggas is gone, they got stretched
but now your nigga is on, so don’t fret
it’s a marathon to success, so all my niggas thats home we run’ laps
i got a flight tomorrow i’m gonna catch
i got a presidential rolex
i have my mind made up, i got my grind game up
now i’m thanking lord, i’m so blessed.

[chorus]

[rick ross]
my life’a marathon
if i die today, will you rep tomorrow or will this fade away?
black diamonds all on my chain, violence come with this fame
i’m ridin dirty my cup leanin’ pimp c inspired my paint!
i got enemies on my mind
expiration dates on their lives
try to keep your head above water
they wanna see a nigga capsize
can a nigga live?
i’m bumpin’ pac, i’m blowin’ b.i.g
i’m strapped down, colin powell
i hold it down with these forty rounds
my window’s up, my top down
i’m stacking money, i’m out of town
you’re acting funny, you’re a pussy nigga
talk behind my back but try to dap me now
not my type of nigga, i’m so certified
when them niggas scheming, take them for the murder ride
its not who start the strongest but who money the longest or who shooting the longest
a headshot is a bonus!
maybach music

[chorus]

Drake - The Motto (Remix) Ft. YG, Nipsey Hussle & Snoop Dogg Lyrics

Drake - The Motto (L.A. Remix) Ft. YG, Nipsey Hussle & Snoop Dogg Lyrics:

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Nipsey Hussle - Road To Riches Lyrics

Nipsey Hussle - Road To Riches Lyrics:

on the road of riches my course ask my bitches bad
my low song my big .. my pistol stash
transition now they won’t looking back
my brother home my daughter straight
now what moe could nigga ask
how sis looking i’m gonna keeping cash
cause i’m like that rolex second hand but under crystal black
i keep moving keep busting till i see aprovement
i know that i can’t win em all but i can’ t keep losing
i used to tell myself when life seem useless
when it felt like if i was a .. for music
when pop show is .. to pay me that was not exclusive
is in the hood but sean courter no excuses
i ..tell you i’m the reason they finish school
and if they wasn’t for ..wouldn’t made through it
all on twitter like nigga gonna drop your new shit
i’m just taking time to make the proper .. of my influence
couple hundred thousand cash a few haters
.. fees for no cases in a box of blunt slaver i give you
the streets sell the straight ..issue
all they know my state of mind everything i’ve been through
they music for young hustles get they ..to the prove of every young nigga
bangin at what you can do
my big .. go chance swagin
all money ..that i’m sangin at all
can’t fade em fate can’t change em
still screaming f*ck a bitch and this bitches can’t play it’s true
in the game till this .. can’t play em
respect a nigga pimpin because that ..we don’t save em
that’s right, can’t break em cause these niggas ..
make em steal ..but i’ll be .. let’s pray

Nipsey Hussle - Tommy Gunz Lyrics (ft Yung Brodee)

Nipsey Hussle - Tommy Gunz Lyrics (ft Yung Brodee):

fresh at the table in vegas, i’m betting big nigger
chop … brought the crib with us
soon as we pull up the …
still wanna kill us, but for now they gotta live with it!
niggers be hating up, and don’t bother me no
the homie got some townie girl, about to burn me…
they got me twisted cause… having lots of fun
but real nigger getting money, know that i’m the one
just check me out, pay attention, if you watch me long enough
you see that shit i mentioned!
i really got it, i really lived it
i’m really trying to play you down cause i really did it!
dull boys in the bag…
smoking weed, cutting crap, counting stacks
…just remember it’s a fact.
all you niggers …
all the cell phones…
you’re in the game, and the game is just that!
see these winners and these losers, when your freedom gets snatched in
what you thought you…
and that you lost some… feeling like you’re about to….
why you’re gone, your daughter need a dad
and her momma need a man,
i could keep... and this cold hurt you so much, you gotta laugh, future fun!
and you post to get over your past
you should just, so suck it up and do your time like your man say
nigger ride a dick when you got an upper hand
talking like you ain’t shit, and the marathon you run wasn’t nothing
..the shit go, and keep hustling
dirty gang see the twist so i….
think about it every single time i …
there ain’t no love, you just ignore the…
and you could use the money and the fame as an…

yeah, yeah, is aid i go
when you’re young and getting dough!
but do your thing, i don’t give a fuck
we’re getting money, nigger
we’re going …
dirty twenty fifties, a hundred, is fast i’ve done…
take advantage of everything granted keep it coming…
..i don’t coast sign nothing
a minute i’m addicted, can’t stop…
…form blending in, all my life ..custom
bail money set aside, i don’t get touchy
motivated nigger, make ‘em reconsider something
a lot of niggers hustle, can’t keep up with the money
gotta grind through the winner to make it through the summer
i rich you gotta take when you want it like i want to..
..no longer see opponents
now i see a … and i’m looking like a..
and i .. i don’t know if i want her
snitches on the.. as a matter of fact around the corner
..and is getting even stronger
money coming steady, by the way i see the…
take a glimpse at my… graduate..
i’m only getting dollars..
i’m all about the wind…
that explains all that champagne bottle popping
damn right, my whole gang make a profit
wow, we’re getting money!

Nipsey Hussle - Thas Wat Hoes Do Ft YG & Rimpau Lyrics

Nipsey Hussle - Thas Wat Hoes Do Ft YG & Rimpau Lyrics:

bitch
young rich nigga shit
..rap show shit

she know me ex bitch she think she got next
she f*cking banging nigga ..p**sy off that
she ain’t no real bitch that’s why she talk shit
she been the .. middle school why she ain’t got shit
she ain’t the ..she always getting punked
she ain’t the stripper she just sit the club and get drunk
my bitch ..she looking sick ah
i heard she got .. don’t get your dick s*ck
that ain’t her boyfriend she get pimped uh
‘cause she ..get her .. she always getting dark
she got her heart broke when she was real young
that holding special ware girl i’m talking real ..
..she gonna proach you, she got a ..checking
now she think she’s so cute
there ain’t no rare bottoms she want ..close too
but i aint’ mad on you bitches thas what hoes do

2 x hook:
do do thas wat this hoes do
do do thas wat this hoes do
do do thas wat this hoes do
but we ain’t mad at you bitches
thas wat hoes do.

she ....
young if you would ..from the old school
them last week bitches .. and bitches all new
she let me hit now all she think ..
this ain’t halloween girl it ain’t tricking me
.. for free ‘cause i took your bitch ..
they .. then she run .. girls
she say ..so i get my bitch ..
..now she at my house poppin up
i got a bitch named shelly ..
and she got like ..to sport she run the ass
hope bitches can’t wait to the first of the month
the so true brought us with this hoes do
she let me in homie think she ..

[2 x hook:]

shut up and push your ack i’m yelling tmc
what’s up to .. vision top ..
we had a difference but they got handle in the street
so why won’t keep the .. the hood and shut the homies ..
that’s when the .. shit ain’t sort of ..
but it’s enough money .. sort of ..
we got the .. going we got them streets going
we got the .. hip hop and mtv going
and yeah we loss the .. green point
i tell the trip ..east knowin
when i’m .. i’m holy ....
i think i’m dj kelly grow i step .. screaming bitch ..
i started on the block of the truck of my old school
..my haters that’s what hoes do

[2 x hook:]

you hoes know me but i don’t know you
they unpredictable just give em .. and i’m through
yeah she low kid but she get it in
that’s what this hoes do she bet up she all news
she won’t pop a job really what she want f*ck a ..
.. she will never get enough
she be runnin game ‘cause she look good
she trick a nigga set it up to lick a nigga
she be going up she don’t give a f*ck
she .. me and she getting drunk
she f8ck the whole squash she wasting no time
.. on your eyes baby you ain’t even got a lock
she f*ck the mb she f*ck the p**sy in
no sleep jacuzzi in the kitchen sink
that’s what she with that ..
p*sy i don’t want that hole that

[2 x hook:]

me and my nigga snip we on the play right
he ... your gang tight
that’s when i’m .. they was getting ..
we set it .. late night
...sunset .getting money want sex
.. i’m telling she’s just a ..
get out the .. she won’t get lied up
i had a .. from the .. she was a go get her
she .. that’s how you know nigga
bitch i’m .. i ain’t no hope nigga
you broke .. bottles you ..
this from them bro’s rolling stress they’re tryin smoke
what you look busted in the club
steady drinkin ..nigga
..the bottle down ask for the bro’s boo
i ain’t mad at you baby that’s what hoes do

Nipsey Hussle - Tha Mansion Lyrics

Nipsey Hussle - Tha Mansion Lyrics:

fresh out the club, i’m on my way back to the mansion,
you know where i’m from, you don’t ever gotta ask this,
..yes i run my city, i run my city single handed.
if they’d made a movie about my life it would be a classic,
..we used to share a mattress.
looking at me now you can see the contrast,
when i’m chilling with a model from toronto…
so what do you need, cause you can have it,
..to bleed for what you’re asking,
..we don’t believe in second chances!
the way you put up ..make me imagine,
but i’m not living the dream, i make it happen,
don’t even get between you and your status,
but since every night is a scene, i’m going in action.
i’ve got the meat and the cheese, let’s make a sandwich
just grab a… is the baddest.
hopefully she got a swag as a…,
but she could be whatever she want, except average.
impressed…
put a little something on your back is …
luis vuitton and valentino collections,
..bitches i don’t mess with,
i’m international, the niggers are domestic,..
and when it’s over you can count me as a…
cause every single loss in your life is a lesson.
i’m on, and i know i am,
and i ain’t in nobody… cause i know my plan,
winning first, winning second…
cause i wanna fuck if i know i can
and yeah, you got a butt, but your soul is whack.
..but the soul is flat,…
look, yeah, it feels kinda’ tough,
and i don’t hate you …
but still i play the game like…
is it… you know, one-one?
and every generation had to do what i’ve done,
to the people i’m a hero unsung,
good thing i don’t want fame, i want fun,
if they say my name …
i’ve been through so much pain, i feel numb!
america, my nigger i’m all one,
for as long as the lord pumped air through his lungs.
tonight.. the lord knows i’m..
until the day that he gave me something to work with,
open my eyes, he show me he wasn’t worth it,
told me that if i .. i fall on purpose,
and it was hard to see …was a serpent,
going too fast to turn, a…
gotta apply the lesson that you learn,
you should ..get off earth dick!
got money, but you still feel worthless,
fuck like a porn star, pussy like a virgin….
cry me a river, i’ve never …
the real is me is not…
most of the times she never been with this … nigger!
and i … dream at this mother fucker nation!
come on, come on..
..nigger hope you hear what i’m saying,..
learn the rules of the game that i’m playing,…
hope you hear what i’m saying,
either that, you should…
learn the rules to the game that you’re playing,…
it’s a marathon nigga relax...

Chamillionaire – When Ya On ft Nipsey Hussle Lyrics

Chamillionaire – When Ya On  ft Nipsey Hussle Lyrics:

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[Chamillionaire]

They only love ya when ya on

They only love ya when ya on

The only other time is when you’re gone

They only love ya when ya on

What goes up come do-ow-own

Welcome to 2011 where everybody’s the realest

Everyone who a midget, sya they do it the biggest

Every part of ya business is everybody business

Got my name all in your mouth

I should have been a dentist

Yeah, everybody done did it

Everybody’s a critic

I’m like “Whatchu talkin’ bout” like everybody’s a Willis

Man, they say they love you when the block on smash

Since they so in love, tell ‘em they can kiss my cash

Wait a minute you don’t like me, Well I don’t like you

These fakers sayin’ that they real but I see right through

The old me, that was the realest person I knew

The new me probably the realest person times two

[Chorus]

So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves

And the place where ya living is’nt far from hell

And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”

And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell

So until I die, I’mma always grind

I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright

If they say I fail, that would be a lie

But there aint no such thing as a tie

They only love ya when ya on

Hold up,

You got to be out ya conscience

They aint got no sense, that’s why they call it nonesense

How they gon talk about what you never accomplish?

Like they dun done something thats worthy of my responses

Look at the tags, I’m showing ‘em how to stunt G

Candy and papers plates, it looks like I got the munchies

It’s so ironic they couch got money in ‘em

But y’all always on the couch and never get any money

Where’s Cupid, they only love ya till ya next hook

but I don’t check the gossip blogs

I check check books

Ask Lebron they say winning is the best look

Every move I make is right like I aint got a left foot

To keep it real a record deal couldn’t stop me

I’m bootlegging bullets, you can still get a copy

Lucifer is in a pair of heels in the lobby

I don’t dance with the devil call it trilluminati

[Chorus]

So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves

And the place where ya living is’nt far from hell

And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”

And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell

So until I die, I’mma always grind

I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright

If they say I fail, that would be a lie

But there aint no such thing as a tie

They only love ya when ya on

Northside where ya at

Northside let me know you got my back

They only love ya when ya on

Southside where ya at

Southside, let me know you got my back

Yeah

Eastside where ya at

Eastside my n-gga you got my back

They only love ya when ya on

Westside where ya at

Westside let me know you got my back

[Nipsey Hussle]

Look, I’m a get money n-gga, on a daily basis

Road to the riches, potholes in the pavements

Thats why I follow every rule and regulation

Making rap money off this game I’ve been laced with

Uh, and you can blame it on black sam

Blame it on Crenshaw and Slauson Ave

Fly wit’ bad bitch with a fat ass

Bail money, big pistol and black mag

That’s how we play it, we living with the fast cash

To all my haters, consider this the last laugh

I’ve been the greatest in my city, now I’m past that

It’s all money ascap, broke bitches bag back

Please, Louie notes, Louis back packs

First class seats like a pillow top mattress

Uh, we can’t take it to the casket so I’mma spend these rags

Just to laugh at your reaction

[Chorus]

So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves

And the place where ya living is’nt far from hell

And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”

And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell

So until I die, I’mma always grind

I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright

If they say I fail, that would be a lie

But there aint no such thing as a tie

They only love ya when ya on

I know, I know-ow-ow-ow

They only love ya when ya one

I know, I know-ow-ow-ow

They only love ya when ya one

What goes up, must come down

What goes up, comes down.

What goes up, must come down

What goes up, comes do-ow-oown!