Where Yo Money At?

Nipsey Hussle & Pacman da Gunman - Rap, Gangsta Rap
Where Yo Money At?
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Lyrics
[Intro: Nipsey Hussle] Uh! What? Yeah Turn me up a little bit [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] Where yo money at? We gon' smoke a hundred sacks Shootin' up your block Switch cars, then we double back You a funny cat You ain't made a hundred racks You ain't nothin' like Nip Hussle That's a fuckin' fact [Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] Puttin' on for my city, got 100 stats I'm the realest nigga in it, can't front on that A lot of fake niggas hate me cause they wanna rap But if they dumb enough to say it, I'ma fuckin snap Big guns, big guns, I got big guns AR's, AK's, nigga, pick one This young nigga on that shit, you should get on And I promise she get fucked if yo' bitch come Know some Inglewood niggas showed a Crip love He was like, "That nigga Nip kinda sick, Blood" Know them East Side niggas bang my shit tough, it's all of love Even to my homeboys that switched up Funny thing is they swore when I get rich I would turn my back on 'em, but I'm still up in the mix, huh God damn, ain't that some shit? Can a young pull up in a six gettin' his dick sucked? [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] Where yo money at? We gon' smoke a hundred sacks Shootin' up your block Switch cars, then we double back You a funny cat You ain't made a hundred racks You ain't nothin' like Nip Hussle That's a fuckin' fact Where yo money at? Where yo money at? It get better every time I rap Where yo money at? Yo Where yo money at? Look [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] Where yo money at? 50's and yo 100's at? Drop my new shit, tour the world then we double back I be runnin' laps 'til I'm runnin' rap I don't want no help, ain't no fun in that Like the type of raps make you wanna stack Make a nigga want a Benz, make 100 racks I heard yo tape, where you done it at? Where you ever grind? Where you stunted at? You wasn't full time, you was comin' back You was like, "I'm finna roll," it was finna crack 'Cause you ain't want none of that Look, give me love, give me cash, give me respect Anything, other than, I'ma reject Give me time, give me space, give me a sec On the real, what you gone get is the best You know it, I ain't fuckin' wit' it at all, you know it Niggas ain't standin' this tall, you know it All money in the name of the squad That's how you niggas know we came to ball, just watch [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] Where yo money at? We gon' smoke a hundred sacks Shootin' up your block Switch cars, then we double back You a funny cat You ain't made a hundred racks You ain't nothin' like Nip Hussle That's a fuckin' fact Where yo money at? Where yo money at? Where yo money at? Where yo money at? [Bridge: Pacman da Gunman] Big guns, big guns, I got big guns AR's, AK's, nigga pick one Big guns, big guns, I got big guns AR's, AK's, nigga pick one Nigga pick one Nigga pick one Nigga pick one Nigga pick one [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] Where yo money at? We gon' smoke a hundred sacks Shootin' up your block Switch cars, then we double back You a funny cat You ain't made a hundred racks You ain't nothin' like Nip Hussle That's a fuckin' fact Where yo money at? Where yo money at? (What?) Where yo money at? (Uh, what?) God damn
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Credits
- Writers
- Pacman da Gunman
- Nipsey Hussle