All Money In
(专辑: Bullets Ain't Got No Name, Vol. 2 - 2009)
[Nipsey Hussle:] Hussle nigga Slauson Ave All money in no money out [June Summers:] No need to hate me, I'm supposed to be fly You supposed to see my name up in lights All money in, no money out that's my life Since you'd rather hate than show me love [Nipsey Hussle:] I
started on the
block, then I
rose to the
top Took some dollars out my stash, then I
froze up my watch These niggas got the
nerve to be mad 'cause I'm popping Knowing damn well I'm on Crenshaw and Slauson If they want, they can holler, that's if they want problems But they don't cause they frauds, I'm the
truth like Iver Son these niggas like they fathers I'm walking out the
bank, and I
just made a
deposit It's the
second this week, both for a
hundred-thousand Dollars, I'm the
definition of a
baller Young fresh nigga no high school diploma, no college Still my future looking brighter than the
lights on my impala I'ma dog to these bitches, I
don't kiss her, I
don't call her I'ma kick her out tonight, and I'm not gonna miss her tomorrow On my Momma, I
tell her, “look I
got my own problems Plus I'm married to the
game and I'm all about my dollars” [June Summers:] No need to hate me, I'm supposed to be fly You supposed to see my name up in lights All money in, no money out that's my life Since you'd rather hate than show me love [Nipsey Hussle:] I
know what you think, you prolly think this shit easy I
can hear you talking, hear you talking so greasy Fuck what you say, 'cause this rap shit feeds me Still Sixties on the
wall, in all blue graffiti I
never fall, I
never fail, and if I
do I
bounce back and I
prevail times two, mind you I'm only twenty-two, when I
was fresh outta jail Damn near lost my deal, but a
niggas still here Still fear no man Sincere, no scam No old school pictures with police shaking hands Always fought, never ran Always bust, never jam Never told on no niggas to advance my stance Some niggas left it up to chance, I
had to plot my plan On the
road to the
riches and extensive cash Two thousand on the
jeans, I
pop expensive tags And I'm dumping out Kush, that's expensive ash [June Summers:] No need to hate me, I'm supposed to be fly You supposed to see my name up in lights All money in, no money out that's my life Since you'd rather hate than show me love They tell you I
was G'd up How I
roll through life with my feet up You can hate it, do you when you see us But you ain't like me They tell you I
was G'd up M.O.B. but the
hoes don't believe us 'Cause the
dudes like you, you do want to be us But you ain't like me