NIPSEY HUSSLE

NIPSEY HUSSLE - First Pass

rate me

Start it off, selling work,

bubble game fast cash yeah I made it work,

first lick nigga had chips,

get the grand three homies yeah we split,

car line it's been this cash nigga

met a hoe hood thirty tryin to pass nigga,

better calm down, that's how you can crack nigga

thirsty for the cash now you're talking bout sending pictures

bell money yes I got that

guess I get crack, yeah I'm right back

are you sense of low nigga I ain't been the same,

cashed out, fast me everything

top model they could get me I'ma load

if I match my dough then you know my foe

like Gucci said, kick the kick the those nigga

everybody everybody on the floor nigga,

time nigga I aint' bout the truth

FTC am I nigga logo buff,

ah rounding round in the coop,

throwin money out the roof,..

yeah bitch she been known my name

may may may change yeah I still the same game,

Hook:

Real fast, real fast, yeah you know the game

ever since my first pass I ain't gone the same,

cashed out fast need everything

ever since a load nigga I've been ride the things.

Real fast, real fast yeah you know the game

ever since my first pass I ain't been the same

cashed out fast need everything

ever since a load nigga I've been ride the things.

Yeah and we was often happen at the reagan went poppin

astronaut with this crib and them young niggas slausin

let me for my reputation what making no profit,

had to come to my senses, and get all of my business

niggas was mad with the chain, I supported the game

you ain't shit when you broke, so fuck what niggas was saying

left the work in the spot what..doing the play,

startin runnin up and shit the life was never the same

niggas stoppin them counting going hard to the paint

if I don't flackin the house I hope we can come out with the safe

got a rolly on his neck, I put a gun in his face

leavin out way from just do my doggy escape hey

look, and for a minute we was coming with it

old school playing Gucci, do you was residentials,

new jazz, diamonds watch your presidentials,

to all my niggas got double digits damn

but shout out to my bros though

I'd rather rap now but I got my own flow

pay taxes on it, so t's grown dough

till shit no ever in it, 2020 you'll be home,

so I got a little minute took your everything in it

life gotta live it to the limit,

but I ain't gotta tell you 'cause we did it.

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