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Nipsey Hussle ft. Rick Ross – 1 Hunnit A Show Lyrics

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1 Hunnit A Show Lyrics by Nipsey Hussle ft. Rick Ross

(verse: nipsey hussle) you fuckin’ with a young nigga 2 12s in the 
trunk nigga having errythin’ he want nigga life on the rush 
nigga probably neva get enough nigga all he wanna do is stunt 
nigga niggas always lookin’ up to him whole spot goin’ up to him new 
money gettin’ stuck to him life it was rough to him skinny nigga he was 
buff to it tryna do it like puff do it do it like russ do it real life 
said wassup to it need a benz nigga fuck buick made a plan & i stuck 
to it i’m the man you a bluff to us small talk such a sus to us the 
money is a must to us we came from these corners bbut we at it till we 
afluenced you gotta bring your guts to it tryna get it to the 
point they got to bring it in a truck to us

(verse 2: rick ross) all ‘em blogs neva shook a nigga hundred racks 
just to book a nigga greatest eva like a brooklyn nigga all this ice here 
is hard to overlook a nigga fell in love with that fan’s money fifty racks 
on that back end walk thru cuz o’ 4 bricks maybach’s when i back in lax 
nip roll that pound pool outside of that polo lounge mob bitch hold that 
down pinky ring go rollex crown testify, neva go that route black 
bottles, that moet out my first mill i had a kodak smile tell the plug 
bring more back now fake jewels neva tolerate it pray boobee’s case 
exhonerated erry night i thank god i made it erry night i thank god i made 
it! my bitch bad like harley penguin big ass mansion from all that 
rappin tell the police call the captain motherfucker i’mma start the 
clappin

(hook) need 100 a show so we can fly in a jet fuck wit ya girl, ya 
always ready fo’ sex keep my eye on this game & let the $ invest & 
nigga, i’mma die fo’ my fuckin’ respect 
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