Lyrics Fucc 'em - Nipsey Hussle
Yeah
we
know
your
used
to
putting
work
that's
sold
Nigga
and
we
seen
your
paper
work
your
told
All
these
niggas
either
sniffin'
glass
or
they
livin'
off
the
past
Where
I'm
blowing
money
fast
with
my
bros
Lately
I've
been
seeing
niggas
sell
they
soul
How
you
catch
a
case
and
bail
out
on
parole
I
been
state
to
state
gettin
money
on
the
road
And
I
had
to
reevaluate
who
I
could
talk
to
on
the
phone
Switch
it
up,
spit
the
game
pay
attention
you
should
listen
up
Follow
code
and
one
day
you
gon'
get
rich
as
us
Seven
digit
street
nigga
that
ain't
richenough
Forty
million
on
the
crib
like
that
nigga
puff
Niggas
buying
yachts
niggas
buying
jets
Make
me
wanna
buy
the
block
just
toreinvest
Know
my
young
niggas
catch
it
fore'
it's
nothin
left
Baby
me
the
realest
ever
did
it
yeah
Hopefully
my
day
ones
will
remember
this
Keep
that
shit
a
hunnid
on
until
the
death
Even
when
I'm
gone
they'll
see
I
never
left
Looking
at
the
roof
like,
"
Man
I'm
glad
I
never
quit"
Gots
my
niggas
with
me
thought
I'd
never
hit
Stickin'
to
the
script
yeah
we
should
never
switch
All
my
role
models
doin'
sentences
Fuck
each
and
every
one
of
'em
I
fear
none
of
'em
Frank
Lukas
push
his
roof
back
in
front
of
him
Leave
a
nigga
toothless
when
it
comes
to
the
loot
I
go
stupid
with
the
butt
of
the
gun,
know
where
I'm
coming
from?
North
Philly
where
Frazier
and
Muhammad
sparred
Last
name
Akbar
they
callin'
all
cop
cars
When
they
pull
you
over,
they
might
shoot
you
over
Movin
now
that
we
true
men
they
know
who
we
are
They
took
a
kink
from
us,
they
X'd
Malcom
out
You
kidding
me?
I
did
my
own
black
history
Studied
Illmatic
raised
the
roof
out
Yeah,
that's
the
main
reason
why
these
other
rappers
can't
get
with
me
Fuck
em
all,
I
hear
a
whistle
know
it's
time
to
ball
Y'all
niggas
throwing
fouls
but
y'all
don't
wanna
brawl
How
you
going
to
mission
with
no
vision
Fuck
Stevie's
like
a
sight
Look
at
Stevie's
ambition
We
hood
niggas
that
did
it
Different
nigga
now
that
my
pops
gone
Low
tolerance
promised
he'll
get
popped
on
Microwave
the
bullets
sounding
like
popcorn
Grind
heavy
the
cops
come
or
the
rocks
gone
Same
nigga
'cept
with
the
time
changed
When
I
couldn't
get
money
I
used
to
find
ways
Countin'
thousands
up
for
cavvy
in
the
hallway
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