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Nipsey Hussle

Run This Town

 

Run This Town


[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Streets on lock, beemers on stock
Bullets bounce back leave the drivers unshot
City on my shoulder, Slauson Ave soldier
So to all my enemies my dead body is a trophy
Talking bout trophies I think I deserve one
Hotter nigga in these streets holla if you've heard one
Know a nigga sick because I'm the shit with no surgeon
And those Roc Nation rumours ain't true but yeah I heard them

[Verse 1:]
Swervin in that new Lexus with the [? ] on the steerin
Wheel step [? ] got that motherfucking purring
One things fo sho 2 things for certain
West coast Nipsey Hussle Game over closed curtains
In my pursuit of happiness I made the cash double
And introduced Italian shoes to German gas peddles
Like Gucci's and Prada's, here's Benz's and beemers
Hold money in don't let materials come in between us
I know they hoping they could be a method big [? ]
But I got Lawyers paid up above my last features
I single handedly became the man in my preaching
You would think it was crime how they witnessed my genius

[Chorus:]
Streets on lock beemers on stock
Bullets bounce back leave the drivers unshot
City on my shoulder, Slauson Ave soldier
So to all my enemies my dead body is a trophy
Talking bout trophies I think I deserve one
Hotter nigga in these streets holla if you've heard one
Know a nigga sick because I'm the shit with no surgeon
And those Roc Nation rumours ain't true but yeah I heard them...

[Verse 2:]
... swervin in that black beemer with the button press curtains
Say go up and she go down and serve a nigga like a servant
Pull it out her mouth and she gon ride it like a surfer
Phone ringing she pick up and tell her man she working
Slurpin ' everything a nigga got to offer
I'm a fuck once and I'll be off her
Onto bigger badder things like the dollar
Amount that Epic want versus what Def Jam offer

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