Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Question #1, artist - Nipsey Hussle. Album song Slauson Boy 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: All Money In No Money Out
Song language: English
Question #1 |
What they call you where you from, nigga? |
Looking at the legend I become, nigga |
I can’t help but feeling like I am the one, nigga |
What they call you where you from, nigga? |
What they call you where you from, nigga? |
What they call you where you from, nigga? |
I can’t help but feeling like I am the one, nigga |
I’m a 108 bus catching |
Blue line train riding, westsider with the young extras |
These old rules came with no questions |
Wrong to live by them but it’s no exceptions |
Was young and reckless with loaded weapons |
The code of ethics lead to self destruction |
When it’s over, you left with nothing |
This life ain’t it boy, better check the subtext |
Or the fine print, felt entitled to this fly shit |
Felt like every bad bitch should be on my dick |
Felt like niggas lied to us on some fraud shit |
Fuck it, that’s just how the ball bounce on some boss shit |
Right here with all my brothers, on some squad shit |
All money, one nation under God shit |
Naybahood, Nipsey Hussle, on some boss shit |
AKA nigga born broke, gotta die rich |
What they call you where you from, nigga? |
In my city, that was question number 1, nigga |
Looking like the legend I become, nigga |
I can’t help but feeling like I am the one, nigga |
What they call you where you from, nigga? |
What they call you where you from, nigga? |
What they call you where you from, nigga? |
I can’t help but feeling like I am the one, nigga |
A nigga had the nerve to walk up on me ask me where I’m from |
I told him I ain’t bang, he didn’t listen so I gave him one |
Not the cididy one, nigga try to hit him up |
Now you wanna get him up, set it up and wet it up |
Now from the hood, checking niggas on the daily |
Started off BG, OG, baby |
Real live homie, two heaters in my seat |
Had to check a nigga at the Compton Swap Meet |
Where you from? |
I don’t bang |
Where you live? |
Where you hang? |
Say the wrong thing, and bang |
Lights out, kites out to the homies in the pen |
Crippin' in the city, we ain’t let the cuz in |
A lot of niggas camouflage, try to blend in to fit in |
Get a hood rat so they set in |
But if she got a brother, a daddy, or a cousin |
They hit your ass up like motherfuckers, where you from, cuh? |
What they call you where you from, nigga? |
In my city, that was question number 1, nigga |
Looking like the legend I become, nigga |
I can’t help but feeling like I am the one, nigga |
What they call you where you from, nigga? |
What they call you where you from, nigga? |
What they call you where you from, nigga? |
I can’t help but feeling like I am the one, nigga |