WALE - Chun Li lyrics
rate mefeat. Nipsey Hussle
Real rap, peel back in the matte black
She ain't at where I'm at, send that ass back
Hoes in the telly all the late nights
Smoking real good, my eyes late flight
She riding now, tryna tell me where her heart was at
I'm like nah, but the face lie
Yeah, I'm a straight shot
I'm a thorough nigga but I'm a great guy
In an old car a new paint job
My crew ain't the squad, Manute ain't tall
Who ain't talking that shit the ballers get with, Ralph
All of this shit is scholarship flow, I'm tossing free wisdom
I'm aware that my artistry different
I'm aware that my heart is by my cufflink
Though I'm living a life with a lot of plush things
I'm living a life without trusting
Yeah, too much hate when your crew hot, too much love get you 2Pac'd
Too much bread over here get you stalked by the feds
The IRS, and a few broads
Real rap, peel back in the matte black
She ain't at where I'm at, send that ass back
I'mma tell you why these guys staying where they at
Either niggas ain't fly or they can't rap
Can a nigga flow?
Got a million hoes
When a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
All the niggas go
Niggas ain’t fly or they can’t rap
At a nigga show
Live bitches at a nigga show
When a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
All the bitches go
Can a nigga flow?
Got a million hoes
When a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
All the niggas go
Niggas ain’t fly or they can’t rap
At a nigga show
Live bitches at a nigga show
When a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
All the bitches go
Nigga getting rich
Nigga bought a Six
I bought a spot on the top floor
And my view from the living room, it go off shore
Yea, nigga on his tip
Nigga never slip
Nah, hold up, wait a minute with that homie shit
I was on my grind, you ain't never loan me shit
I was on a mission, nigga you ain't never load a clip
Hold up, you remind me of my old bitch
Hold up, why you always on that hoe shit?
Man hold up, got me talking 'bout some old shit
So I get back to the money, say I'm acting funny
Face everywhere, thank God I ain't ugly
See him in the mirror, they say God is above me
In a Porsche Panamera, smoking weed, getting skully
Yeah, so come get me if you want me
Me and my buddy, leave shit real bloody
Yellow tape on the beat, it's no wonder why they love me
Can a nigga flow?
Got a million hoes
When a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
All the niggas go
Niggas ain’t fly or they can’t rap
At a nigga show
Live bitches at a nigga show
When a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
All the bitches go
Can a nigga flow?
Got a million hoes
When a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
All the niggas go
Niggas ain’t fly or they can’t rap
At a nigga show
Live bitches at a nigga show
When a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
All the bitches go
It's a whole lot of … not a lot to chase
And the hoes in the back, they ain't tryna wait
She open thighs and I'm close-minded
This is cashmere thoughts meets North face
This is Iceberg Slim with some more game
This is Martin Payne, niggas Pam James
That's a damn shame, niggas without game
Call them all the time, I call 'em ugly name
I am highly respected amongst young dames
Rolling up sour, bumping Sweet James Jones
G thing made G's, speaking G code
On fire, make a riot be a free show
Beat a beat up, get a couple knots
I am nothing like these motherfucking other guys
Them PR's sitting hard with them number nines
In the fall, they be talking but the summer's mine
Real rap, peel back in the matte black
She ain't at where I'm at, send that ass back
I'mma tell you why this niggas ain’t – fuck it
Niggas ain't fly and they can't rap
Can a nigga flow?
Got a million hoes
When a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
All the niggas go
Niggas ain’t fly or they can’t rap
At a nigga show
Live bitches at a nigga show
When a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
All the bitches go
Can a nigga flow?
Got a million hoes
When a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
All the niggas go
Niggas ain’t fly or they can’t rap
At a nigga show
Live bitches at a nigga show
When a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
All the bitches go
