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nipsey hussle – question #1 lyrics

[hook: nipsey hussle]
what they call you where you from, n-gga?
looking at the legend i become, n-gga
i can’t help but feeling like i am the one, n-gga
what they call you where you from, n-gga?
what they call you where you from, n-gga?
what they call you where you from, n-gga?
i can’t help but feeling like i am the one, n-gga

[verse 1: nipsey hussle]
i’m a 108 bus catching
blue line train riding, westsider with the young extras
these old rules came with no questions
wrong to live by them but it’s no exceptions
was young and reckless with loaded weapons
the code of ethics lead to self destruction
when it’s over, you left with nothing
this life ain’t it boy, better check the subtext
or the fine print, felt ent-tled to this fly sh-t
felt like every bad b-tch should be on my d-ck
felt like n-ggas lied to us on some fraud sh-t
f-ck it, that’s just how the ball bounce on some boss sh-t
right here with all my brothers, on some squad sh-t
all money, one nation under god sh-t
naybahood, nipsey hussle, on some boss sh-t
aka n-gga born broke, gotta die rich

[hook: nipsey hussle]
what they call you where you from, n-gga?
in my city, that was question number 1, n-gga
looking like the legend i become, n-gga
i can’t help but feeling like i am the one, n-gga
what they call you where you from, n-gga?
what they call you where you from, n-gga?
what they call you where you from, n-gga?
i can’t help but feeling like i am the one, n-gga

[verse 2: snoop dogg]
a n-gga had the nerve to walk up on me ask me where i’m from
i told him i ain’t bang, he didn’t listen so i gave him one
not the cididy one, n-gga try to hit him up
now you wanna get him up, set it up and wet it up
now from the hood, checking n-ggas on the daily
started off bg, og, baby
real live homie, two heaters in my seat
had to check a n-gga at the compton swap meet
where you from? i don’t bang
where you live? where you hang?
say the wrong thing, and bang
lights out, kites out to the homies in the pen
crippin’ in the city, we ain’t let the cuz in
a lot of n-ggas camouflage, try to blend in to fit in
get a hood rat so they set in
but if she got a brother, a daddy, or a cousin
they hit your -ss up like motherf-ckers, where you from cuh?

- nipsey hussle lyrics

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