Top Songs By Nipsey Hussle
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nipsey Hussle
Performer
Slauson Boy
Performer
K-Young
Performer
Hoodsta Rob
Performer
Coby Supreme
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ermias Ashgedom
Composer
Jay Powell
Lyrics
Kenneth Pratt
Composer
Robert Stewart
Composer
Kelion Sutton
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Detroit Red
Producer
Jonny Shipes
Mixing Engineer
Tonton
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Roll the windows up
The block is hot
Blowin' West Coast green while the speakers knock
And we about to cause a scene like fuck the cops
Man, we glowin' like the beams on my drop top
[Verse 2]
Roll the windows up
And let the bass hit
Crack that bottle of Patron, let me taste it
Split the Swisher up the middle, it's basic
Wild out, we gon' all get wasted
Roll the windows up
[Verse 3]
I used to ride on Alpinas up and down Slauson
Eighteen with a scheme to simply get my cream up
Tryna get my loot so I can floss on them bitches
Black 745, Rick Ross on them bitches
Bulletproof with the chrome, exhaust on them bitches
Triple gold Cuban links, I'm Raekwon on them bitches
[Verse 4]
Listen, Slauson Ave. is what the game missin'
**** bang for a living, retire to San Quentin
That's why my only mission was contradict the statistics
Make it out, double back with a pot that **** can piss in
Or release the window, we can throw it at 'em
But for now just roll 'em up so I can blow the sour
[Verse 5]
Roll the windows up
The block is hot
Blowin' West Coast green while the speakers knock
And we about to cause a scene like fuck the cops
Man, we glowin' like the beams on my drop top
[Verse 6]
Roll the windows up
And let the bass hit
Crack that bottle of Patron, let me taste it
Split the Swisher up the middle, it's basic
Wild out, we gon' all get wasted
[Verse 7]
Roll the windows up
Yeah, let your top down, turn your beat up
Go and spark the L, throw your dubs up
Comin' to the west? You gotta go through us
Have communication or get ya ass bust
[Verse 8]
Yeah, our motivation got us feelin' like we can't be touched
Slauson, can't you tell? We don't give a fuck
We gettin' money round here, they wanna lock us up
Secret society, all we ask is trust
[Verse 9]
Yeah, real **** and we never gon' change up
Not for money, nah homie, 'cause it is us
Slauson boys don't talk, don't speak much
Roll around in something foreign with the windows up
[Verse 10]
Roll the windows up
The block is hot
Blowin' West Coast green while the speakers knock
And we about to cause a scene like fuck the cops
Man, we glowin' like the beams on my drop top
[Verse 11]
Roll the windows up
And let the bass hit
Crack that bottle of Patron, let me taste it
Split the Swisher up the middle, it's basic
Wild out, we gon' all get wasted
[Verse 12]
Roll the windows up
I'm doin' 60 in my city, up a one way
Wall of young **** take flight like a runway
We never grunt weight, we come from gunplay
I seen a halo on your head like Beyoncé
[Verse 13]
Café Patron, Kushie on, that's the entree
A real boss get money on a soft day
It's obvious, I'm everything that my song say
A hundred thousand and my label, it's a strong play
And I don't even need to detergent to do laundry
I ride on chrome and smoke Kush up under palm trees
Boss livin' at its finest
Fly shit, you rewind this
Slauson's finest
[Verse 14]
Roll the windows up
And the block is hot
Blowin' West Coast green while the speakers knock
And we about to cause a scene like fuck the cops
And, man, we glowin' like the beams on my droptop
[Verse 15]
Roll the windows up
And let the bass hit
Crack that bottle of Patron, let me taste it
Split the Swisher up the middle, it's basic
Wild out, we gon' all get wasted
[Verse 16]
Roll the windows up
Written by: Ermias Ashgedom, Jay Powell, Kelion Sutton, Kenneth Pratt, Robert Stewart