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nipsey hussle - dre jackin for beats lyrics
[intro]
yeah, neighborhood, tiny locs do the most
nip hussle in this m-th-f-cka
slauson boy, you n-gg-s already know what it is
huh? hood sh-t
give y’all a little throwback, like this
look, look
[verse]
with so much drama in the rsc
most of these n-gg-s in l.a. ain’t got the heart to be put on
come around my around my way
young n-gg-s in the back shootin’ dice or on the roof with k’s
now as i, step out my closet, put my keys in my car
dippin’ down the ‘shaw, made a left on hyde park
seen some off-brand n-gg-s lookin’ shady
threw my hood, they start laughin’ tryna play me, pssh
6-0 degrees got me rollin’ up my sleeves
reachin’ for my ruger that’s behind my ac, fa sheez
i pull up on ’em slow, and h-ll nah, i ain’t hesitate to squeeze
’cause i’m a tiny loc line presser
you might mess up, make the wrong turn off slauson and learn a life lesson
macs with extended magazine and suppressors
strapped ’cause the police ain’t on the streets to protect us
trapped in a sting, it’s all a scheme to collect us
lock us up in cages that they know ain’t gon’ correct us
y’all done f’d up — you from the west, huh?
you got it on your mind, you should get it off you chest, cuh
lotta speculation who gon’ be the next up
block money, tell these rappers get they checks up
before you hit the west, charger sock kicks up
so when you get took for your change you could text us
between draws and the homie in the red chucks
it’s safe to say we got this whole sh-t sewed up
we got this whole sh-t sewed up
i’m just looking for some more kush to roll up
always smoking that la la la
to keep my brain maintainin’ through drama, i’m
not the one, we jackin’ for beats on back streets
with aluminum bats, toe tags, and pd
that’s any jurisdiction, in or out the district
7-7 division of crime scene forensic
my 9 blur the vision of material witness
20/20 to blind, now she need prescriptions, look
cut the lights out and twist up a sack
’cause the feds tappin’ my hood, you get all that
from the birds to the squad to the cameras in the back
of the routes by field where i handle the pack
see, a n-gg- like me just had to attack
in junior high, i ain’t had no sack lunch, in fact
i used to flip a quarter, get like me for change
now i flip quarter kilos of ‘caine and cop again
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