Louis V - What U Got feat. Nipsey Hussle & Dizzle lyrics

rate me

Rollex bezel flooded with diamonds

Niggas say but while I’m grinding they reclining

Critics criticizing, promoters make deposits

These pretty light skin bitches, off sirock I’m off the closet

I’m smokin on some shit, you could not mistake for chronic

That motherfucking kush, that southern california’s finest

Riding in my drop top, vans doing 90

Do just like oj simpson if them police get behind me

Try me, they don’t respect you, they just know who you gonn runnin get

Sucker niggas suck a dick, you ain’t fuckin with

It’s young self made, out the trump self paid

Touched my first brick for you niggas hit the 12th grade

Look, hustling out of town, getting them unisoft

Still live at home with your mama boy, you doing chores

Rappin like you ballin nigga, you’s a fraud

But I ain’t even beefin with no work, just bring me to your boss

[Hook]

I’m on my grind, what you though?

24/8 nigga no days off

Made it to the top and now they taking shots

I got my city on my back nigga what you got

I’m on my grind, what you though?

24/8 nigga no days off

Made it to the top they gonna start taking shots

Man I ain’t even beefin with no work, just take me to your boss

Y’all ain’t real gangsters, so it ain’t exactly kryptonite

Man your bitch is on creep tonight

And I ain’t banging but I’m hanging with some creeps tonight

When it’s beef, I raise my fist and fight

I got hands y’all, I got plans y’all

To cope me a loaf or two, and ... kid like the doctors do

I just tell em, put your best on me

It’s nipsey hussle, and it’s foe, that’s big bizness

I’m on the molly green, that you hardly seen

And my whole team winnin like charlie sheen

Y’all some 3 series bottom of the lot

My hands touch a 6 or 7 like the bottom of a clock, watch

You can really see what’s real or fake

They say I’m broke, that’s a joke, I’m copin real estates

I take the same chances that these dealers take

I’m on my marathon, how long will a million take?

[Hook]

I’m on my grind, what you though?

24/8 nigga no days off

Made it to the top and now they taking shots

I got my city on my back nigga what you got

I’m on my grind, what you though?

24/8 nigga no days off

Made it to the top they gonna start taking shots

Man I ain’t even beefin with no work, just take me to your boss

I’m in the club, rose sippin, drinkin out the bottles

With models that nigga didn’t

Hoes see the swag and the cash and start to wish

A real nigga on me runnin my city it’s big bizness

Fast cars and facts about me got a lot of haters

I let you niggas fuck these hoes, I’m touching lots of paper

2010 challenge your bitch and my pars scraped her

My weed ... like my favorite candy, now or later

Inhale, exhale, you see that loud smell

I blow that kush all the time, what you can’t tell

That nigga fly, but I’m a boss to these females

Those trickin habs is gonna have you lost with these females

I’m never pimpin slippin, just give me some details

Cause I can say some shit that make the mind say damn

My body’s 20 years, my mind’s an old man

Shout out to nip huss, shout out to the fam

[Hook]

I’m on my grind, what you though?

24/8 nigga no days off

Made it to the top and now they taking shots

I got my city on my back nigga what you got

I’m on my grind, what you though?

24/8 nigga no days off

Made it to the top they gonna start taking shots

Man I ain’t even beefin with no work, just take me to your boss

Hussle!