Nipsey Hussle - Count Up That Loot lyrics

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Nipsey Hussle - Count Up That Loot lyrics

[Hook - Nipsey Hussle:] Count up that loot, count up that loot, n***a Count up that loot, that's just what I do Count up that loot, n***a (what) Count up that loot, count up that loot [Bridge - Nipsey Hussle:] (Look) Count up that loot, count up that loot (Look) Black on black Benz, young n***a salute (Look) Gold cuban links, just reppin' my roots (Look) Blood sweat and tears, [?] [Verse 1 - Nipsey Hussle:] (Look) Top of my game, and what's up with' you (Look) Pop at you lames cause I'm s**a proof (Look) Don't play no games boy I'm busta proof Can't f** with' me, I don't f** with' you You a f**in' fraud, I'm the f**in' truth I went solo on that a**, I think I'm f**in' Snoop Solo in this game, I'm like 'f** the group' Solo in my SL Benz like 'f** the roof' That's f**in' true, that's f**in' who Nip muthaf**a, lookin' like a hustla do Built this label up just like Russell do Just gimme 10 years, they gone be like, "Russell who?" Never trust them fools, get a f**in' clue I skip them meetings, tell them f*gs watch my f**in' moves I'm Birdman in blue chucks, watch my f**in' shoes I'm Suge Knight, I'm J. Prince, I'm like f** the rules I'm Austin Rosen, I'm Jonah Berger This ain't black on black crime, but it's f**in' murder This beat ain't even mixed, but it's f**in' perfect They paid a hundred for my tape and it was f**in' worth it Shout out to Wendy Williams cause she helped it surface Shout out my n***a Jigga cause he made that purchase Shout out my n***a Sway, my n***a B Dot, Whoo Kid Sold out the first day, we had to restock [Bridge] [Verse 2:] (Look) My n***a Hoggie got shot in his head (Look) I got that call and they said he was dead (Look) I couldn't cry, but it hurt a n***a Mostly because he was too young to find his purpose, n***a This life is short, let's make it worth it, n***a We all so far from perfect, n***a Them cameras rollin' no rehearsals, n***a Plus scared money never made a f**in' purchase, n***a Look at all this game in my verses, n***a I swore that I would never have to work for n***as I sacrificed like every n***a in my circle, n***a Now world tours every summer like the circus, n***a Barnum & Bailey's, y'all clowns is crazy These diamonds is flawless, that sh** is fugazy Just open yo' magazine, see my picture by Jay Z Brand new Mercedes, Los Angeles made me Pull up at the Shell, playin' D'Angelo, "Lady" This industry racist, don't ever mistake it Can't say my name with' n***as who labels enslaved 'em You say my name with' n***as like Malcolm and Jesus [Bridge x2]

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