Nipsey Hussle - Gangsta's Life lyrics

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Nipsey Hussle - Gangsta's Life lyrics

[Snoop Dogg] Yeah So motherf**ing hood It's your uncle Snoop D O Double G Oh weee You know how we do it on the west coast West west yo, diggy diggy diggy diggit yo [Hook] It's got a hold on me The streets won't let me go I'm in love It takes it's toll on me When I try to leave it alone I can't say no to the gangsta's life Gotta live a gangstas life Gangstas life [x2] [Verse 1 - Nipsey Hussle] Look, what's up motherf**ers it's ya boy Nipsey Hussle The neighbor banger that'll make the dope double Block duck a cop cause yeah I'm all that I made it out of haters try to see me fall back I was once told that everything glittering is not gold And money over b**hes is the motto Still some of these s**ers think I owe him a dollar or a dime I'm a product of my grind, f** is on your mind When you talk I don't listen cause a lot of n***as lie Rule 1 gotta get gotta flip gotta find your position while you in a south central state of mind Another Nip Hussle you will never find Take a look into my eyes see I forever shine They should'nt showed me that, true n***as shouldn't have told me that The streets they know they homies they always try to hold me back [Hook] [Verse 2 - Snoop Dogg] Give me a pen and a pad plus some Gin and a half Put the clip in the mag, put the zip in the bag Eastside rollin in an 6 deuce rag Don't be slippin, cripping, we will get you fast Streets be calling, see sawing Never stalling, you hauling Play calling, freefalling Say it with me nephew, we balling Get a zone, hit it, hit it get it on Yes indeed the capital S-N Double O-P Bin doing doing this gangsta sh** since 83 Back in the LBC Check my fouls n***a check my pedigree Next to homie big D, n***a letter C Another Snoop Dogg there will never be Take my eyes have a look and you will never see You should'nt have showed me that You n***a's shouldn't have told me that The streets they know they homies they always try to hold me back [Verse 3 - Nipsey Hussle] Look, Look I got 20 thousand dollars in my blue dickie pockets Up at 5 still shopping rolex same tocking or ticking They slipping we different b**hes 6 hoes on my checks and the crenshaw dish On lock, won't stop, big chain, big watch Big rims, 3 piece leather seats, no top Come through the block drive slow Don't stop, n***as whisper don't talk Cause they know they get by From the bottom to the top I done told ya n***a Self made getting paid like I'm supposed to n***a Now the hating is contagious and the only prescription is to load up a clip and give the n***a the business It happens everyday just for instance No weapons and no witness that means no conviction While I'm mixing my patrone in my kitchen Reminiscing before I make my transition HUSSLE [Hook]