Nipsey Hussle - Kush & Haze lyrics
[Hook] I'm slangin' dope, for the love of the money I'm slangin' dope, for the love of the money I'm slangin' dope, for the love of the money I'm slangin' dope, for the love of the money [Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] They say, �God bless the child that can hold his own� So, I'm up early in the mornin' off that gold Patron I'm tryin' to mold my bro's, tell �em hold they own And I keep a bad b**h, I tell her, �Hold this zone� I hit the lot, drop loot and then I roll it home Hit the rim shop, slap �em on and then I roll my chrome n***a, I'm on my own and I'm on the zone I hit the block, n***a's lookin' like they need a loan I say, �Leave me alone�, �Cause when I was dead broke I was baggin' up candle wax sellin' fake dope Now I handle that, Cadillac pull up at the saddle ranch Kettle One Vodka, Granddaddy in a sandwich bag And those a whole zip n***a And those was '06 n***a And now it's '08, I'm gettin' more cake I'm Nip Hussle the Great n***a [Hook] I'm on my business, f** these b**hes Pistol on my side, �case a n***a start trippin' I'm hustlin' all day Now I'm slangin' dope, gettin' paid Rollin' Phillies, getting' blazed Smokin' that kush and haze [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] Now, I'm talkin' to them n***as really getting' it If you ain't seen a hundred g's, little n***a, stop listenin' I do appreciate the purchase but Get on your grind n***a, money is the purpose And bummy ain't �gon work this, deeper than a surface Hood n***a, out in Tokyo eatin' swordfish Konichiwa ma-ma, lets get it jerkin' She don't know what I'm sayin', but she know what I'm sayin' Look, I live life like I'm on the run with three strikes �Cause if everything is times-two I need three whites Sands beach white, and I'ma kick the punk b**h out the house If I say, �strip� and she think twice But I ain't trippin' �cause I'm oh so paid I'm just watchin' the world turn through my Dolce shades I'm high as a kite off that coco-haze �Cause that's the only sh** a n***a smoke these days [Hook] [Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle] Look, I'm just a n***a tryin' to see my cheese With Gucci loafs at the bottom of my PRP's When I step, them b**hes be like, �Who is he?� I be like, �Nip Hussle baby, move with me� Now I could, show you some things that you don't usually see You could overlook the city from the sunset suite Then we could float off on the Pacific off that Veuve Clicquot Motion sickness from the waves, give her Pepto-P I-S y'all, yes y'all, Nipsey is the best y'all Front of the buildin', with a house on my neck dog Yes, y'all push block money to the limit I be in them spots �til the cops kicked off the hinges Get off my biscuits, all about that quick flip Anything I put in it, I get it back with interest I take care of my business Slauson boy I am this Fly n***a on some neighborhood Crip sh** [Hook]