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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nipsey Hussle
Nipsey Hussle
Vocals

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Oh no)
Yeah (You'd never sell out)
Never sell out
(They can't tempt you with fortune or fame)
Sometimes you gotta talk that talk to 'em Nipsey
(But when that right deal, it comes your way)
Sometimes they can't handle it though
(But you'll remember how to sign your name)
But we don't care
[Verse 2]
Yeah, it's a moment this special
This what happens stay down game bless you
This what happens don't fold the game test you
If you pass it, you gone they can't catch you
And it's permanent
I been down I deserve this shit
Ruff Ryder Roc-A-Fella on my murder shit, (Yes)
[Verse 3]
Tryna threaten me with the fame ain't concerned with it
Only worry about the green I'm a herbalist
Even though, next level look still achieving those
Seven digits model bitches and arena shows
Hundred-thousand make a transfer 'cause my Visa low
Every week I send a text like that to G.S.O.
In the back feeling like Jigga in the GS4
Me and Boogie on some need to know
Watching ATL **** on the PS4
(See they mad at us)
[Verse 4]
They hating on us I don't even know
Nipsey Hussle in a league his own
**** lame but to each his own
Changed the game, now I need a throne
Half a mill to Uncle Sam hate to see it go
All money in the squad **** even though
[Verse 5]
Man it's hot like kettle, 'ey
Calling from the ghetto
Live from the ghetto
Live from the ghetto
[Verse 6]
We ain't like you
We don't like you
We don't like you
We ain't nothin' like you
Goddamn we'll snipe you
[Verse 7]
Calling from the ghetto
Calling from the ghetto
We need help down here, food around here
Or we gon' spray everything down here
[Verse 8]
Calling from the ghetto
Live from the ghetto
Pick up our call from the ghetto
Pick up our call from the ghetto
[Verse 9]
We ain't like you
We ain't never like you
We ain't even like your type
Man we'll snipe your type, you're gone
[Verse 10]
Live from the ghetto
Man it's live from the ghetto
Came from nothing and made it something
Now I got the whole hood jumping
Tell me what you want now?
[Verse 11]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Calling from the ghetto
Got the block hot like a kettle
Can't even come back to your hood
Everywhere and we here yeah, we good yeah
Written by: Ermias Asghedom, Kasseem Dean
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