Nipsey Hussle
Nipsey Hussle - Where Yo Money At lyrics
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[Intro:] Uh! What? Yea Turn me up a little bit [Hook:] Where yo money at? We gon’ smoke a hundred sacks Shootin’ up your block Switch cars, then we double back You a funny cat You ain’t made a hundred racks You ain’t nothin’ like Nip Hussle That’s a fuckin’ fact [Verse:] Putting on for my city, got 100 stats I’m the realest nigga and they can’t front on that I don’t fake it, niggas hate me cus they wanna rap If they dumb enough to say it I’mma fuckin snap Big guns, big guns, I got big guns Ar’s, ak’s, nigga pick one This young, man shit you should get one And I promise she get fucked with yo dick huh Know some Inglewood that showed a great love You like that fuckin Nip kinda sick look But on east side, it’s bang my bitch, the toughest of love Even tell my nigga that switch up Hunned thang, with this woman I’ll get rich I can turn my back on her but I’m still up in the mix Think that’s a fuckin kid, a young? Pull up in the sets, get his dick sucked [Hook:] Where yo money at? We gon’ smoke a hundred sacks Shootin’ up your block Switch cars, then we double back You a funny cat You ain’t made a hundred racks You ain’t nothin’ like Nip Hussle That’s a fuckin’ fact Where yo money at? (x4) [Verse:] Where yo money at? 50’s in yo hunned sack Drop my new record, tour the world then we double back I be runnin laps til I’m runnin rap I don’t want no help, ain’t no fun in that Like this type of raps make you wanna snack Make a nigga want a Benz, make 100 racks I heard yo tape, where you got it at? Where you ever grind? Where you shinin at? Workin for a time, it was comin back It was like I’m from the road it was finna crack Cus you ain’t want none of that (All money in, no money out) Give me love, give me cash, give me respect Anything other than I’mma reject Give me time, give me space, give me a set I look real, what you gonna get is the best You rollin, I ain’t fucked the weight of that, oh you know it Based down in this tour, you know it All money in the name of the squad, it’s high You know we came and born this way [Hook:] Where yo money at? We gon’ smoke a hundred sacks Shootin’ up your block Switch cars, then we double back You a funny cat You ain’t made a hundred racks You ain’t nothin’ like Nip Hussle That’s a fuckin’ fact Where yo money at? (x4) Big guns, big guns, I got big guns Ar’s, ak’s, nigga pick one Big guns, big guns, I got big guns Ar’s, ak’s, nigga pick one