| Whoa, oh-whoa, whoa, oh
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| Like the beginning of «Mean Streets"(oh)
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| Like the beginning of «Mean Streets»
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| Like the beginning of «Mean Streets»
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| I’m prolific, so gifted
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| I’m the type that’s gon' go get it, no kiddin'
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| Breaking down a Swisher in front of yo buildin'
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| Sitting on the steps feeling no feelings
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| Last night, it was a cold killin'
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| You gotta keep the devil in his hole, nigga
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| But you know how it go, nigga
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| I’m front line every time it’s on, nigga
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| Hunnit proof flow, run and shoot pro
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| 458 drop, playin' «Bulletproof Soul»
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| Every few shows I just buy some new gold
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| Circle got smaller, everybody can’t go
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| Downtown diamond district, jewelers like «Yo
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| Hussle holler at me, I got Cubans on the low»
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| Flew to Cancun, smokin' Cubans on the boat
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| Then docked at Tulum just to smoke,
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| look
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| Listening to music at the Mayan Ruins
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| True devotion on the bluest ocean, cruisin'
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| My cultural influence even rival Lucien
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| I’m integrated vertically y’all niggas blew it
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| They tell me, «Hussle dumb it down, you might confuse 'em»
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| This ain’t that weirdo rap you motherfuckers used to
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| Like the beginning of «Mean Streets»
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| I’m an urban legend, South Central in a certain section
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| Can’t express how I curbed detectors
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| Guess, it’s evidence of a divine presence
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| Blessings, held me down at times I seemed reckless
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| Effort, you got a L but got an E for effort, stretched him
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| Dropped him off in the Mojave desert then left him
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| Ain’t no answer to these trick questions
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| Money makin' Nip, straighten out my jewelry on my bitch dresser
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| Well-known, flick up and jail pose
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| Snatchin' champagne bottles from Ricos 'til T show
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| Whatever, nigga, playin' chess, not checkers, nigga
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| Thirty-eight special for you clever niggas
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| See bro, you ain’t live and die by the street code
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| Been through all these motions, up and down like a see-saw
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| I can never view you as my equal
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| Fuck I wanna hear your CD for?
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| (Whoa) Like the beginning of «Mean Streets»
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| Like the beginning of «Mean Streets»
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| (Whoa) Like the beginning of «Mean Streets»
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| Like the beginning of «Mean Streets»
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| (Whoa) Like the beginning of «Mean Streets»
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| Like the beginning of «Mean Streets»
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| (We gotta make it) Like the beginning of «Mean Streets»
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| Yeah, look
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| I’m finna take it there, this time around I’ma make it clear
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| Spoke some things into the universe and they appeared
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| I say it’s worth it, I won’t say it’s fair
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| Find your purpose or you wastin' air, fuck it though, ya’ll niggas scared
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| Eyes opened, I can see it clear
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| They don’t make 'em bar none, they don’t make 'em real
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| They don’t make it where I’m from, they don’t take it here
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| They don’t see in due time, I be makin' mil’s
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| Bossed up in this game, I been makin' deals
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| Get your lawyer on the phone, we can make it real
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| I got checks and balance, I flex dramatic
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| Other fifty on my neck, just my reckless habit
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| Ain’t no pussy on my rep, disrespect the savage
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| I make one phone call and the rest get handled
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| This just another front step with candles
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| Lil message from the set, «We accept your challenge»
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| Whoa, oh-whoa, whoa, oh
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| Whoa, whoa
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| We gotta make it
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| Yeah we gotta
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| We gotta make
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| Oh, we gotta make it
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| Oh, ooh
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| We gotta make it, oh
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| Victory lap |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Victory Lap, artist - Nipsey Hussle. Album song Victory Lap, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп