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nipsey hussle – makin them swerves lyrics

[intro]
brand new nipsey
track by rstylez
ay, ay, ay, nipsey, we in the building, my n-gg-
slauson boy records

ha ha, right
ay, ay, my n-gg-, look, check this out, homie
stop blowin’ up my m-th-f-ckin’ phone, cuz
a n-gg- ain’t gon’ get there no quicker, you feel me?

[chorus]
my n-gg-, i be makin’ them swerves
i do my thang, quick to switchin’ lanes
these n-gg-s, man, they get on my nerves
always call me back, say they need a sack
so n-gg-, i be makin’ them swerves
i do my thang, switchin’ lanes
these n-gg-s, man, they get on my nerves
blowin’ up my phone, they need the zones
so n-gg- i be makin’ them swerves

[verse 1]
look, i stay on the grind
that’s why you see me on the bg, i stay on the dime
i stash money out of sight, but it stay on my mind
sells blowin’ up my phone, so i stay on my line
i see these dumb n-gg-s, chasin’ sales down the block
f-ckin’ young n-gg-s, takin’ mark money from the cops
every day i hit the turf, i’m like, “just come through”
servin’ quarters to the homies in the luxury coupe
i sip the veuv and eat cake, and blow the kush through the roof
and play cat and mouse with crash cops, you know how we do
stay off the radar, i dipped on johnny in the regal
cracked a fat b-tch, the next day i took her geo
green on green tint with betty boop in her window
same block, same cop, they drove right past a n-gg-
i’m smarter than the average n-gg- from your set
nip hussle, m-th-f-cka, i got traps to check

[chorus]
my n-gg-, i be makin’ them swerves
i do my thang, quick to switchin’ lanes
these n-gg-s, man, they get on my nerves
always call me back, say they need a sack
so n-gg-, i be makin’ them swerves
i do my thang, quick to switchin’ lanes
these n-gg-s, man, they get on my nerves
blowin’ up my phone, they need the zones
so n-gg- i be makin’ them swerves

[verse 2]
i don’t about y’all n-gg-s but, uh, me, i got a quota every day
i wear the same d-ckies short but stay with the fresh j’s
little hoodrat b-tch, so i stay with the fresh braids
keep a spot on the block to tuck when the feds raid
my network on the turf, it’s like the mob
when i pull up on my block, all my workers on they job
i give ’em their work, they give me my cash (cool)
they pay for a seven, i throw ’em a half
i’m tryna connects on the herd and spread like a rash
’cause i heard in d.c., it’s 500 a half
that’s a thousand a whole — f-ck it, i’ll be out in the cold
and cook the quarters on a portable stove, my n-gg-
no, you don’t live like this
you ain’t never hit a lick and shook town for the flip
you never called ups to track the package you sent
you never broke the bricks in a motel 6, my n-gg-

[chorus]
my n-gg-, i be makin’ them swerves
i do my thang, quick to switchin’ lanes
these n-gg-s, man, they get on my nerves
always call me back, say they need a sack
so n-gg-, i be makin’ them swerves
i do my thang, quick to switchin’ lanes
these n-gg-s, man, they get on my nerves
blowin’ up my phone, they need the zones
so n-gg- i be makin’ them swerves

[verse 3]
why they sold bounce and grind motion pounds on the eastside
cop before the cal backed and hopped out the g ride
socked out n-gg-s you thought was real k!llers
that crenshaw summer school, thunderdome in the village
back in them days when rack capone knocked out zay
and nip hussle had to pardon his fade
when robbin’ n-gg-s was the way that we ate
that check cashing, sock a n-gg-, ripped his pockets then shake
and wet be my blue cuddie and that chrome .380
young n-gg-s havin’ money, tuckin’ thousands daily
johnny was on us, rough, pulled me over on a dime
a quarter in my -ss with a pocket full of cash
i had some d-ckies shorts on, cop told me spread my feet
that’s when a n-gg- like me thank god for briefs
enough of that though, i’m outta here, i had a long day
i’m finna shake, cuz, and go do what the song say

[outro]
my n-gg-, i be makin’ them swerves

- nipsey hussle lyrics

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