Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Run a Lap , by - Nipsey Hussle. Release date: 01.09.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Run a Lap |
| It’s young hussle when I’m bout to make it clap |
| Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back |
| Shout out to bitches on the stage getting racks |
| Told her it’s a marathon, now she out here running laps |
| It’s young hussle when I’m bout to make it clap |
| Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back |
| Shout out my niggers on the block selling crack |
| Told them it’s a marathon, now they out here running laps |
| Check on my shoulder, for nigger that hated on us |
| Labels that hesitated when radio woudn’t play us |
| Rappers dropping they disses they see us start explaining |
| Bitches I used to date wrong: when right: wouldn’t shut up and start complaining |
| Now they looking salty cause I’m duck and 4 times |
| hundred thousand ain’t enough to buy a new ride |
| See that’s the type of disrespectful deal you signed |
| What happened nigger? |
| last year you was cracking nigger |
| This marathon got me laping all you rapping niggers |
| We steady rising since the world got a half |
| I hussle when a house in rented back from niggers |
| Streets love me cause they know I got crack |
| Took a stand, |
| Failed out with black money kept track |
| And I took this rap game and put some real nigger passion in it |
| It’s young hussle when I’m bout to make it clap |
| Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back |
| Shout out to bitches on the stage getting racks |
| Told her it’s a marathon, now she out here running laps |
| It’s young hussle when I’m bout to make it clap |
| Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back |
| Shout out my niggers on the block selling crack |
| Told them it’s a marathon, now they out here running laps |
| Whoa, bounce, whoa, bounce, bounce |
| Low and behold, he getting his dough |
| Got that presidential rollie flow, you niggers should know |
| Criticize me for the jury that I rock at my show |
| But watch the value of the dollar drop and gold explode |
| I got no time 40, I ain’t trying to stay in line homies, |
| Think I owe the world but never did nothing for me |
| Talking under they breath till they vicious making them want me |
| See me or hit me with some fake shit like hey browly |
| Got enemies, trying to kill me for the rep |
| Couple smart niggers, think they playing chess go gonna get |
| Tony montana at the lot with my bitch |
| Tell them bulletproof that and bulletproof this |
| Guns behind the ace, see I’m stashboxed crazy |
| You can look at me and tell I was a match box baby |
| I’m game tight so niggers will never play me |
| 4 words for my haters, look, fuck you pay me |
| It’s young hussle when I’m bout to make it clap |
| Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back |
| Shout out to bitches on the stage getting racks |
| Told her it’s a marathon, now she out here running laps |
| It’s young hussle when I’m bout to make it clap |
| Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back |
| Shout out my niggers on the block selling crack |
| Told them it’s a marathon, now they out here running laps |
| These niggers not fucking with me |
| Enemies know my words cause the bitches be fucking with me |
| These loco hoes will get famous from fucking nipsey |
| So I treat her like the groupie she is and tell her miss me |
| I’m alright now, they say that they gonna get me |
| Supposed to be dead already, niggers shot but they missed me |
| So every morning I wake up I make history |
| Changed straight out the 60 and I took the whole city |
| And I’m from set tripping, just doing the best bizness |
| So local niggers with respect come connect with us |
| I’m all money in till I get the death sentence |
| People say that I’m the best in it |
| Whichever comes first, my dick clean but I done dirt |
| I got hands and my guns work |
| Trust, you think hussle think of one word |
| Marathoning, I’m a run until my lungs hurt, nigger |
| It’s young hussle when I’m bout to make it clap |
| Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back |
| Shout out to bitches on the stage getting racks |
| Told her it’s a marathon, now she out here running laps |
| It’s young hussle when I’m bout to make it clap |
| Got a rolie on my wristand my city on my back |
| Shout out my niggers on the block selling crack |
| Told them it’s a marathon, now they out here running laps |
| Whoa, whoa. |