| They call me young nip c note rose clique
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| Talking to my girl while your bitch give me deep throat
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| Shooting at the world dogg cause life is just a free throw
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| Shopping on rodeo in some dickies that’s my stee-lo
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| Played out pussy please don’t offer me no
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| If sex was a weapon she could not kill my mosquito
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| Little mama lost her grip pastrami around her pee hole
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| got too many miles baby that’s a repo
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| Shorty’s in denial really trying to fuck with me though
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| I’m way out your league so please excuse my ego
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| Diamonds in my cuban link my rolex presidential
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| Penthouses and beach homes perrier and patron
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| Told you way before about this baller shit I be on
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| Young Nipsey Hu$$le ain’t some shit that you should sleep on
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| Rich before rap had to let the streets go
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| Faith in my transition I know I’ll be back in beast mode
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| Catch a case that’s the tradition either that or six believe no
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| Still somehow I understood that I could make the sea grow
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| And that one day that tree will bear fruit to feed my people
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| That one day is a promise grab your fork its time to eat bro
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| Slaucing that he’s so rapper CEO nifty all actors I guess I’ll be Al Pacino
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| And it was all after when they thought I was finito not my Valentino
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| But thats what I got up my sleeve though LAX to JFK then on our way to heathrow
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| At the pollo lounge in here sipping cappuccino spending pounds
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| Every purchase man this feeling has no equal
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| If you come from where I come from Its sweared that you see foe
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| That did it like I did it but do it ‘cause we need more
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| Cube good and junior kill em with that submarine flow
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| Like every man I honor had to conquer Rob Deniro like ginger red cassino
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| Or that runway lighting heat that shadow in the grass
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| from when vince shotty marcus feet in other words
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| life is just a fight against your disbelief that’s why I’m screaming
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| I’m the greatest of all time like young Ali played Mohammad to these thoughts
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| Prophets in this industry but I’m just me catch me cruising solo in my 2CB
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| EMC rap the Roosevelt with grandpa smoking weed TMZ
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| Flashing lights like Kanyes album number 3
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| But I’m gonna be from rsc till the day I D.I.E
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| So I I crank my beat and hit the gas on em, gas on em, gas on em. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rose Clique , by - Nipsey Hussle. Song from the album Nip Hussle the Great: Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп