nipsey hussle – where yo money at lyrics
(intro)
uh! what? yea
turn me up a little bit
(hook)
where yo money at?
we gon’ smoke a hundred sacks
shootin’ up your block
switch cars, then we double back
you a funny cat
you ain’t made a hundred racks
you ain’t nothin’ like nip hussle
that’s a f-ckin’ fact
(verse)
putting on for my city, got 100 stats
i’m the realest n-gg- and they can’t front on that
i don’t fake it, n-gg-s hate me cus they wanna rap
if they dumb enough to say it i’mma f-ckin snap
big guns, big guns, i got big guns
ar’s, ak’s, n-gg- pick one
this young, man sh-t you should get one
and i promise she get f-cked with yo d-ck huh
know some inglewood that showed a great love
you like that f-ckin nip kinda sick look
but on east side, it’s bang my b-tch, the toughest of love
even tell my n-gg- that switch up
hunned thang, with this woman i’ll get rich
i can turn my back on her but i’m still up in the mix
think that’s a f-ckin kid, a young?
pull up in the sets, get his d-ck sucked
(hook)
where yo money at?
we gon’ smoke a hundred sacks
shootin’ up your block
switch cars, then we double back
you a funny cat
you ain’t made a hundred racks
you ain’t nothin’ like nip hussle
that’s a f-ckin’ fact
where yo money at? (x4)
(verse)
where yo money at? 50’s in yo hunned sack
drop my new record, tour the world then we double back
i be runnin laps til i’m runnin rap
i don’t want no help, ain’t no fun in that
like this type of raps make you wanna snack
make a n-gg- want a benz, make 100 racks
i heard yo tape, where you got it at?
where you ever grind? where you shinin at?
workin for a time, it was comin back
it was like i’m from the road it was finna crack
cus you ain’t want none of that
(all money in, no money out)
give me love, give me cash, give me respect
anything other than i’mma reject
give me time, give me sp-ce, give me a set
i look real, what you gonna get is the best
you rollin, i ain’t f-cked the weight of that, oh you know it
based down in this tour, you know it
all money in the name of the squad, it’s high
you know we came and born this way
(hook)
where yo money at?
we gon’ smoke a hundred sacks
shootin’ up your block
switch cars, then we double back
you a funny cat
you ain’t made a hundred racks
you ain’t nothin’ like nip hussle
that’s a f-ckin’ fact
where yo money at? (x4)
big guns, big guns, i got big guns
ar’s, ak’s, n-gg- pick one
big guns, big guns, i got big guns
ar’s, ak’s, n-gg- pick one
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