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[Intro] Now you may not understand now, but you will [Chrous: Nipsey Hussle] You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic [Verse 1: Hit-Boy] You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Nope) New king of this beat shit, I'm the hardest (Yup) Just being honest You don't got a Grammy, nigga, don't comment (Nope) This is my HS87 promise, I go crazy killer retarded When I touch the beat and get started, Barry Bonds it And I hit these hoes with the peace sign Nigga, As-alaykum salaam it Boy, you better get your work up Been the same niggas since Surf Club They putting on for that best side And I'ma make sure that they heard us [Pre-Chorus: Hit-Boy] I know what it is These niggas ain't real, tell the truth 'bout how I feel Fuck these niggas, what's the deal? I know what it is Y'all forgot I ride around on the weekend Top down for no reason, y'all was missing that G-shit [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle & Hit-Boy] You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Y'all was missing that G shit) You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Y'all was missing that G shit) You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Y'all was missing that G shit) You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Y'all was missing that G shit) [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic I'm out here on my Pac shit She out here on her Faith Evans Niggas still on that fraud shit Selling out at of my concert Breaking bread with my dawgs, shit Repeat the steps 'til we all rich (Repeat the steps til we all rich) I'm getting that change Sitting on deuces, riding on stripes One part of my brain was like "Hussle, get to it, just sign on your name" Properly played, I really came up from runnin' from raids To stuntin' on stage, these blunts I'ma blaze for mentally raise [Pre-Chorus: Hit-Boy] I know what it is These niggas ain't real, tell the truth 'bout how I feel Fuck these niggas, what's the deal? I know what it is Y'all forgot I ride around on the weekend Top down for no reason, y'all was missing that G-shit [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle & Hit-Boy] You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Y'all was missing that G shit) You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Y'all was missing that G shit) You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Y'all was missing that G shit) You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Y'all was missing that G shit) [Bridge: Hit-Boy] Young Westside niggas screamin' "We don't give a fuck, nigga" Throw your dubs up Young Westside niggas screamin' "We don't give a fuck, nigga" Throw your dubs up [Verse 3: Hit-Boy] Look, I don't waste time, I take mine From the state line to Boston New York to Austin, from Baseline out to Slauson That's the IE goin' global — try me, I go postal This the shit the OG's will post to And I'm murkin' this 'cause I'm s'posed to Steady mobbin' in this bitch, I got my crew with me Like, "What's good? My name is Chauncey, I'm the new Pimp C Musically, you see movie scenes when this on Magazines, we twist 'em Eyes low when I'm gone, give me some more You wanna hit the spliff? Come on Let me welcome everybody to the wild wild West You ain't even gotta ask — bitch, am I high? Yes Bitch, am I high? Yes — sky high jets [Pre-Chorus: Hit-Boy] I know what it is These niggas ain't real, tell the truth 'bout how I feel Fuck these niggas, what's the deal? I know what it is Y'all forgot I ride around on the weekend Top down for no reason, y'all was missing that G shit [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle & Hit-Boy] You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Y'all was missing that G shit) You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Y'all was missing that G shit) You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Y'all was missing that G shit) You ain't felt this shit since The Chronic (Y'all was missing that G shit) [Outro: Hit-Boy & Nipsey Hussle] HS87, HS87 on the street HS87 (All you bitchmade niggas back back) HS87, HS87 on the street HS87 (All you bitchmade niggas back back) Ay Hit, I be goin' loony to shit like this, my nigga Boss moves only, you know? All Money In, HS87, nigga Westside shit