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      Victory Lap (feat. Stacy Barthe)

      Victory Lap (feat. Stacy Barthe)

      Nipsey Hussle

      Album: Victory Lap

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      Nipsey Hussle - Victory Lap (feat. Stacy Barthe) Música y Letra

      Woah oh, woah oh, woah oh
      Like the beginning of "Mean Streets" (oh)
      Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
      Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
      I'm prolific, so gifted
      I'm the type that's gon' go get it, no kidding
      Breaking down a Swisher in front of yo' building
      Sitting on the steps feeling no feelings
      Last night, it was cold killing
      You gotta keep the devil in his hole, nigga
      But you know how it go, nigga
      I'm front line every time it's on, nigga
      Hunnit proof flow, run and shoot pro
      458 drop, playing Bullet Proof Soul
      Every few shows I just buy some new gold
      Circle got smaller, everybody can't go
      Downtown diamond district, jewelers like
      "Yo, Hussle holler at me, I got Cubans on the low"
      Flew to Cancun, smoking Cubans on the boat
      And docked at Tulum just to smoke
      Look, listening to music at the Mayan Ruins
      True devotion on the bluest ocean, cruising
      My cultural influence even rival Lucien
      I'm integrated vertically, y'all niggas blew it
      They tell me, "Hussle dumb it down, you might confuse 'em"
      This ain't that weirdo rap y'all motherfuckers used to
      Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
      I'm a urban legend, South Central in a certain section
      Can't express how I curbed detectives
      Guess it's, evidence of a divine presence
      Blessings, help me out at times I seem reckless
      F it, he got a L, but got an E for effort
      Stretched it, dropped him off in the Mojave desert, then left him
      Ain't no answer to these trick questions
      Money making Nip, straighten out my jewelry on my bitch dresser
      Well known, flick up and jail pose
      Snatching champagne bottles from Ricos 'til T show
      Whatever, nigga, we playing chess not checkers, nigga
      Thirty-eight special for you clever niggas
      See bro, if you ain't live and die by the street codes
      Been through all these motions, up and down like a seesaw
      I can never view you as my equal
      Fuck I want to hear your CD for?
      like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
      Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
      (Woah) like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
      Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
      (Woah) like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
      Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
      (We gotta make it) like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
      Yeah, look
      I'm finna take it there
      This time around I'ma make it clear
      Spoke some things into the universe and they appeared
      I say it's worth it, I won't say it's fair
      Find your purpose or you wasting air
      Fuck it though, y'all niggas scared
      Eyes opened, I can see it clear
      They don't make 'em bar none
      They don't make 'em real
      They don't make it where I'm from
      They don't take it here
      They don't see in due time, I be making mil's
      Bossed up in this game, I been making deals
      Get your lawyer on the phone, we can make it real
      I got checks and balance
      I flex dramatic, other fifty on my neck, just my reckless habit
      Ain't no pussy on my rep, disrespect a savage
      I make one phone call and the rest get handled
      This just another front step with candles
      Lil' message from the set, we accept your challenge
      Woah oh, woah oh, woah oh
      Woah, woah
      We can
      Yeah we gotta
      We gotta make
      Oh, we gotta make it
      We gotta make it
      Victory Lap

      Nipsey Hussle - Victory Lap (feat. Stacy Barthe) Música y Letra

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