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Lyrics

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] I came to get money, and now that I got it They hate on a nigga, but they should just stop it She throw me that pussy, but I never caught it You asking why you won't, it got too much mileage Ooh, you're looking at a 1 of 1 Ooh, I'll show you how this shit is done Ooh, my chain look like it weigh a ton Ooh, bitch, look at what I've become [Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] I make a grip Walk inside this shit, then take my pick I take a shit On all you fake niggas when I drop my shit I run my shit, I own my shit, I'm on my shit I'm on some shit, some owner shit, some Moët shit I pay my rent, I pay my team They make me rich, I make them rich, ain't that some shit Now, watch this, look More cash, more money, more fame I'm the realest nigga in this fucking game I came up, off the corner, all grind Make these cracker niggas respect my mind I run my shit, I own my shit, I'm on my shit I'm on some shit, some owner shit, Range Rover shit I came to slice bread off the loaf and shit And get you niggas off that feet up on the sofa shit Hustle [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] I came to get money, and now that I got it They hate on a nigga, but they should just stop it She throw me that pussy, but I never caught it You asking why you won't, it got too much mileage Ooh, you're looking at a 1 of 1 Ooh, I'll show you how this shit is done Ooh, my chain look like it weigh a ton Ooh, bitch, look at what I've become [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] I talk that shit that's 'cause I live it, nigga And if I don't no more, that's 'cause I did it, nigga You get smart, you get richer, nigga You start hating and I'll chip you, nigga To be specific, it's a, Westside, neighborhood Crenshaw District, Slauson Ave Crippin', anybody killa Don't give a fuck about a bitch or a nigga Yeah, they quote my raps like scriptures Say I shop like hipsters I drive cars like a rich nigga And probably pull up with your, ho Oh, 6-2-O's, fa sho, get dough Pulling up at my show Been about a bankroll, make these mills and lay low Bust a whip and change clothes Money, power, and hoes [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] I came to get money, and now that I got it They hate on a nigga, but they should just stop it She throw me that pussy, but I never caught it You asking why you won't, it got too much mileage Ooh, you're looking at a 1 of 1 Ooh, I'll show you how this shit is done Ooh, my chain look like it weigh a ton Ooh, bitch, look at what I've become [Verse 3: BH] 100 pints, that's 100 grand (That's 100 racks) Bring your money if you want it then (If you want it, nigga) I'm the man, don't you understand? (Come get it) My pack loud like like a fucking band Big choppers like the Taliban All these racks, I'm breaking rubber bands (Count it up) I love my haters, they my biggest fans (I love you niggas) I'm on the field and they just in the stands I let 'em watch me while I make these plays Six touchdowns in they face That's something to hate on On the block, yeah, get this money on OG rolled in my Swisher (Roll up) Actavis, pour it in my Sprite (Pour up) That little bitch know she bad She got ass and I wanna fuck, but [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] I came to get money, and now that I got it They hate on a nigga, but they should just stop it She throw me that pussy, but I never caught it You asking why you won't, it got too much mileage Ooh, you're looking at a 1 of 1 Ooh, I'll show you how this shit is done Ooh, my chain look like it weigh a ton Ooh, bitch, look at what I've become