Nipsey Hussle - L.A. Confidential lyrics

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Nipsey Hussle - L.A. Confidential lyrics

[Intro/Ad-Lib] [Verse 1: Blanco] Ain't the type of white dude sippin' Bud Light I'm the type with my nine screamin' thug life A bad b**h wanna f** tonight You ain't sh** mother f**er so it's f** your life f** the DEA, IRS and FBI There I said it, won't regret it 'til we start trial I don't ever leave a paper trail And best believe I'm the G that will break the scale I'm a hustler, give a f** about a budget I'm a gangster, give a f** about them judges I'm a monster, middle finger to you s**ers I'm a mobster: Mr. Untouchable Can't f** with me, I'm so on some other sh** On a road trip, gotta bring my other b**h Not my other b**h, my other-other-other b**h Every brick I flip, the more I'm like f** 'em [Hook: 2pac] Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug f**in' mob figure, west-coast hoorah Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug f**in' mob figure, west-coast hoorah [Verse 2: YG] n***as hate daily, Glock's my protection I'm the n***a that your mamma told you not to mess wit' Caught an interception on your b**h [?] Give her some dick quick, now watch how fast she collapse Pusha Ink the label, yeah, been that way since day one The hoes get around me and me I just gotta say somethin' I let me chain speak, I ain't really gotta say much If you see me in the streets, holla suwoop, n***a stay up I'm all about my dollars, pop my collar on a hoe b**h She say 'all you wanna do is f** me', I say 'you know it' My b**h stolen, my b**h bad Don't trip cause the homies got the strap Run up on you fat like the mother f**in' police With pistols to your face like 'n***a don't you owe me?' I'm tryna steal the rap game like a house lit I'm from the west but I'm tryna f** a south b**h [Hook: 2pac] Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug f**in' mob figure, west-coast hoorah Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug f**in' mob figure, west-coast hoorah [Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle] Look I'm fresh off the block, I ain't even really left yet Best on the west, hands down, no question In my Adidas, got the Slauson boy etched in And Black Sam keep the money invested All I do is check rappers off the checklist And I don't beef, I eat beef for breakfast And I don't sleep cause these streets is hectic I don't make peace I just put 'em on my necklace Real n***a, never ran, never snitched The old lady on fifth ain't raised no b**h And we some real n***as, not like them n***as in your clique I was runnin' 'round talkin' 'bout the lil sh** you did We don't never say nothing about that big sh** that we did We just see each other and nod and you know what it is And we don't talk about the big sh** we did We just see each other and nod and you know what it is, n***a [Hook: 2pac] Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug f**in' mob figure, west-coast hoorah Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug f**in' mob figure, west-coast hoorah [Verse 4: DB Tha General] DB n***a I be on that dope sh** My junkies be stay ready, be heavy and get your dope, kid Talking p**y, boy on my momma you ain't shot a stick This n***a mad, oh well yeah I got your b**h I heard that he snitching, paperwork bands circulating Heard this n***a snitch, I swear to God, how the f** he ate? Known to bang hands down, I got the brown You can ask around the town, DB I'm gettin' down fast I got the gas and gas, gas, gas on top of gas I'm like 'f** school, f** school', never went to cla** I act a a** and act a a** I'm like 'f** math' They talkin' sh**, I swear to God them n***as dumb trash Black [?] hoppin' out with that black mask He's talking California, we like 'f** [?]' I had cash and had cash and had cash Me, YG, Nipsey, Blanco, I had to ask [Hook: 2pac] Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug f**in' mob figure, west-coast hoorah Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' n***as have it, I've been labelled as a thug f**in' mob figure, west-coast hoorah

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