Listen to Double Up (feat. Belly & DOM KENNEDY) [Bonus Track] by Nipsey Hussle

Double Up (feat. Belly & DOM KENNEDY) [Bonus Track]

Nipsey Hussle

Hip-Hop/Rap

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Nipsey Hussle - Double Up (feat. Belly and Dom Kennedy) (Bonus Track)

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Nipsey Hussle

Vocals

DOM KENNEDY

Vocals

Teddy Walton

Programming

Rance

Programming

1500 or Nothin'

Horn

IAMNOBODI

Programming

Axlfolie

Programming

Belly

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ahmad Balshe

Songwriter

Alexander Chigbue

Alexander Chigbue

Songwriter

Axel Morgan

Songwriter

Dominic Hunn

Songwriter

Ermias Asghedom

Ermias Asghedom

Songwriter

Larrance Dopson

Larrance Dopson

Songwriter

Teddy Walton

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Ermias Asghedom

Ermias Asghedom

Executive Producer

Larrance Dopson

Larrance Dopson

Producer

Teddy Walton

Producer

Rance

Producer

Matt Jacobson

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Zachary Acosta

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Mario "Wizzo" Fernandez

Mario "Wizzo" Fernandez

Recording Engineer

MyGuyMars

Producer

Faris Al Majed

Recording Engineer

Adam Aderbraun

Executive Producer

Samiel Asgehdom

Samiel Asgehdom

Executive Producer

Stephen Donelson

Stephen Donelson

Executive Producer

Steven “Steve-O” Carless

Executive Producer

Dave Kutch

Mastering Engineer

Derek "MixedByAli" Ali

Derek "MixedByAli" Ali

Mixing Engineer

IAMNOBODI

Producer

Mike & Keys

Producer

Axlfolie

Producer

Cyrus Massoud Taghipour

Cyrus Massoud Taghipour

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Garnett Flynn

Engineer

P. Diddy

Executive Producer

Tyler Page

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]

Double up

Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up

Never let a hard time humble us

Double up

I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (Yeah)

I ain't tellin' no lies, I just

Five, four, three, two

That's time I got to you

That money, my dreams come true

My life in diamonds, who knew?

Who knew?

Who knew?

[Verse 1]

Turned seven to a fourteen

Fourteen to a whole thing

Lord knows it's a cold game

Switched up on you hoes, man

Big body take both lanes

Backseat, blowin' propane

All-black, five gold chains

Young rich **** bossed up on his own, man

My new shit sound like it's "Soul Train"

Tookie Williams over Coltrane

Eric B by the rope chain

RSC, we for sure bang

Tiny Locs and they go crazy

What you know about the dope game?

Was you born in the '80s? Did your mama smoke cocaine?

Have you ever seen a whole thang?

But you drove to the streets 'cause you grew up on short change?

Fucked up when the dope age

It remind me when these rappers drop duds and they quotes change

Had the part with the low fade

I would stand in front of Nix with my sack for the whole day

Drive-bys, that was road rage

Then we park and hop out, learn levels to this whole thang

Old school, play the O'Jays

Tryna make a slow change, mama still slavin' for a low wage

Tryna

[Chorus]

Double up (Yeah)

Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up

Never let a hard time humble us

Double up

I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (Yeah)

I ain't tellin' no lies, I just

Five, four, three, two

That's time I got to you

That money, my dreams come true

My life in diamonds, who knew?

Who knew?

Who knew?

[PostChorus]

I'd leave it behind if you let me

Ironic, I'd drown just to hold you down

I'd jump off the ledge if you with me

I bring you up, you just let me down

Let me down (Uh, let me down)

(Need my All Money In chain, too)

Let me down (Woah, let me down, look out, look out)

[Verse 2]

It's hard to catch what you can't see

I grew up to be who I wanna be, so

The more **** talk, I'ma shine

Might've been way before its time

Posted with my back against the wall

Life is a bitch, but she mine

The rag six-deuce, yeah, it's mine

The Westside, too, yeah, it's mine

What you know about

Your poster on the wall at the dealership?

Leave her in the bed, legs tremblin'

Gettin' banged on for your Pendletons

What you know about

Your response be the reason you exist?

Lucky I ain't get caught up in the twist

Young ****, blue pager on my hip, so

As the champagne spill

And the car accelerate and the beat gon' cry

I be goin' to the bank at least three, four times

Getting handshakes from the branch managers

We keep doing fly shit when the cameras cut

[Chorus]

Double up (Yeah)

Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up

Never let a hard time humble us

Double up

I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (Yeah)

I ain't tellin' no lies, I just

Five, four, three, two

That's time I got to you

That money, my dreams come true

My life in diamonds, who knew?

Who knew?

Who knew?

[PostChorus]

I'd leave it behind if you let me

Ironic, I'd drown just to hold you down

I'd jump off the ledge if you with me

I bring you up, you just let me down

Let me down (Let me down)

Let me down (Let me down, look out, look out)

Written by: Ahmad Balshe, Alexander Chigbue, Axel Morgan, Dominic Hunn, Ermias Asghedom, Larrance Dopson, Teddy Walton

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