NIPSEY HUSSLE

NIPSEY HUSSLE - Rose Clique lyrics

rate me

I'm the shit nigga, All that

They call me young nip c note rose clique

Talking to my girl while your bitch give me deep throat

Shooting at the world dogg cause life is just a free throw

Shopping on rodeo in some dickies that's my stee-lo

Played out pussy please don't offer me no

If sex was a weapon she could not kill my mosquito

Little mama lost her grip pastrami around her pee hole

Got too many miles baby that's a repo

Shorty's in denial really trying to fuck with me though

I'm way out your league so please excuse my ego

Diamonds in my cuban link my rolex presidential

Penthouses and beach homes perrier and patron

Told you way before about this baller shit I be on

Young Nipsey Hu$$le ain't some shit that you should sleep on

Rich before rap had to let the streets go

Faith in my transition I know I'll be back in beast mode

Catch a case that's the tradition either that or six believe no

Still somehow I understood that I could make the sea grow

And that one day that tree will bear fruit to feed my people

That one day is a promise grab your fork it's time to eat bro

Slaucing that he's so rapper CEO nifty all actors I guess I'll be Al Pacino

And it was all after when they thought I was finito not my Valentino

But that's what I got up my sleeve though LAX to JFK then on our way to heathrow

At the pollo lounge in here sipping cappuccino spending pounds

Every purchase man this feeling has no equal

If you come from where I come from It's sweared that you see foe

That did it like I did it but do it 'cause we need more

Cube good and junior kill em with that submarine flow

Like every man I honor had to conquer Rob Deniro like ginger red cassino

Or that runway lighting heat that shadow in the grass

From when vince shotty marcus feet in other words

Life is just a fight against your disbelief that's why I'm screaming

I'm the greatest of all time like young Ali played Mohammad to these thoughts

Prophets in this industry but I'm just me catch me cruising solo in my 2CB

EMC rap the Roosevelt with grandpa smoking weed TMZ

Flashing lights like Kanyes album number 3

But I'm gonna be from rsc till the day I D.I.E

So I I crank my beat and hit the gas on em, gas on em, gas on em.

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