Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Count up That Loot, artist - Nipsey Hussle.
Date of issue: 28.01.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Count up That Loot |
Count up that loot, count up that loot, nigga |
Count up that loot, that’s just what I do |
Count up that loot, nigga (what) |
Count up that loot, count up that loot |
(Look) Count up that loot, count up that loot |
(Look) Black on black Benz, young nigga salute |
(Look) Gold cuban links, just reppin' my roots |
(Look) Blood sweat and tears, |
(Look) Top of my game, and what’s up with' you |
(Look) Pop at you lames cause I’m sucka proof |
(Look) Don’t play no games boy I’m busta proof |
Can’t fuck with' me, I don’t fuck with' you |
You a fuckin' fraud, I’m the fuckin' truth |
I went solo on that ass, I think I’m fuckin' Snoop |
Solo in this game, I’m like 'fuck the group' |
Solo in my SL Benz like 'fuck the roof' |
That’s fuckin' true, that’s fuckin' who |
Nip muthafucka, lookin' like a hustla do |
Built this label up just like Russell do |
Just gimme 10 years, they gone be like, «Russell who?» |
Never trust them fools, get a fuckin' clue |
I skip them meetings, tell them fags watch my fuckin' moves |
I’m Birdman in blue chucks, watch my fuckin' shoes |
I’m Suge Knight, I’m J. Prince, I’m like fuck the rules |
I’m Austin Rosen, I’m Jonah Berger |
This ain’t black on black crime, but it’s fuckin' murder |
This beat ain’t even mixed, but it’s fuckin' perfect |
They paid a hundred for my tape and it was fuckin' worth it |
Shout out to Wendy Williams cause she helped it surface |
Shout out my nigga Jigga cause he made that purchase |
Shout out my nigga Sway, my nigga B Dot, Whoo Kid |
Sold out the first day, we had to restock |
(Look) My nigga Hoggie got shot in his head |
(Look) I got that call and they said he was dead |
(Look) I couldn’t cry, but it hurt a nigga |
Mostly because he was too young to find his purpose, nigga |
This life is short, let’s make it worth it, nigga |
We all so far from perfect, nigga |
Them cameras rollin' no rehearsals, nigga |
Plus scared money never made a fuckin' purchase, nigga |
Look at all this game in my verses, nigga |
I swore that I would never have to work for niggas |
I sacrificed like every nigga in my circle, nigga |
Now world tours every summer like the circus, nigga |
Barnum &Bailey's, y’all clowns is crazy |
These diamonds is flawless, that shit is fugazy |
Just open yo' magazine, see my picture by Jay Z |
Brand new Mercedes, Los Angeles made me |
Pull up at the Shell, playin' D’Angelo, «Lady» |
This industry racist, don’t ever mistake it |
Can’t say my name with' niggas who labels enslaved 'em |
You say my name with' niggas like Malcolm and Jesus |