Released: December 13, 2005
Songwriter: Nipsey Hussle
Producer: Ralo Stylez
[Intro]
Cost units, what?
Oh, that's that
(Oh that must be ralo)
That's that uh
That's that fat nigga that's in their past, feelings bruh
You know, Rileys
At least, the fat boy
That nigga talking, rapping, whatever
That's your boy
Meet me on the far way, huh (LA)
Hussle, Hussle
Neighborhood niggas
Uh huh, you feel me?
Check it
[Verse]
Y'all niggas got me fucked up, thinking it's a game
You know my name, and nigga I ain't playing
So here's the program, you know Am
Right back on the block, with the sacks and the rock
Ready to rock, cause balling just my habit
You know my style, my locale is Cali
On the Westside, the best side
La, SC, the sixty blocks you know me
Nipsey is hot, for sure G
You heard his demo, nine tracks yeah nigga
Naw, fixed and all that
What's happening? What's cracking?
Oh, now you talking soft and under your breath
Like you ain't ready for death, well
You should have kept it to yourself, he flowing
Yeah, he said he rapped it up too, he did, shit was beautiful
Know how he coming through with the crew
That's what he do
'Cause what's the business, you know what he do
But not ready though, she feeling me 'cause I got plenty though
This how we do it
From around the way, they know my name
They know how I get down and play
Around the hood, I afford dangles all day
And make my cheese check traps in every way
The mind I'm in when I'm coming through spinning
In it to win it, tryna make a million by dinner
Like my nigga the set dribble off the bg
You know the block, Ricky hot, shots pop
Niggas getting off them rocks
I won't say the name but niggas holding down the block
Nigga, my cast, I dropped out of class
Wasn't paying no attention, I wasn't listening
I was thinking of the plots with me and my henchmen
Let's go out on the block and try to get it hot
I really don't, keep it cool, keep it cold
Under rocks 'cause I'm not trying to be trapped
Deep in the country or the peninentery, you telling me
Used to have to work under my hood or under my tongue
Our kids are ready, I felt wrong
I wonder why, I made all my dollars fucking other cousins
Cost units, what?
Oh, that's that
(Oh that must be ralo)
That's that uh
That's that fat nigga that's in their past, feelings bruh
You know, Rileys
At least, the fat boy
That nigga talking, rapping, whatever
That's your boy
Meet me on the far way, huh (LA)
Hussle, Hussle
Neighborhood niggas
Uh huh, you feel me?
Check it
[Verse]
Y'all niggas got me fucked up, thinking it's a game
You know my name, and nigga I ain't playing
So here's the program, you know Am
Right back on the block, with the sacks and the rock
Ready to rock, cause balling just my habit
You know my style, my locale is Cali
On the Westside, the best side
La, SC, the sixty blocks you know me
Nipsey is hot, for sure G
You heard his demo, nine tracks yeah nigga
Naw, fixed and all that
What's happening? What's cracking?
Oh, now you talking soft and under your breath
Like you ain't ready for death, well
You should have kept it to yourself, he flowing
Yeah, he said he rapped it up too, he did, shit was beautiful
Know how he coming through with the crew
That's what he do
'Cause what's the business, you know what he do
But not ready though, she feeling me 'cause I got plenty though
This how we do it
From around the way, they know my name
They know how I get down and play
Around the hood, I afford dangles all day
And make my cheese check traps in every way
The mind I'm in when I'm coming through spinning
In it to win it, tryna make a million by dinner
Like my nigga the set dribble off the bg
You know the block, Ricky hot, shots pop
Niggas getting off them rocks
I won't say the name but niggas holding down the block
Nigga, my cast, I dropped out of class
Wasn't paying no attention, I wasn't listening
I was thinking of the plots with me and my henchmen
Let's go out on the block and try to get it hot
I really don't, keep it cool, keep it cold
Under rocks 'cause I'm not trying to be trapped
Deep in the country or the peninentery, you telling me
Used to have to work under my hood or under my tongue
Our kids are ready, I felt wrong
I wonder why, I made all my dollars fucking other cousins
- Slauson Boy, Vol. 1 (2005)
- Victory Lap
- Double Up
- Racks in the Middle
- Dedication
- Hussle & Motivate
- Blue Laces 2
- Grinding All My Life
- 4 in the Mornin
- Face the World
- Last Time That I Checc’d
- Young Nigga
- Crenshaw and Slauson (True Story)
- Rap Niggas
- Killer
- I Don’t Give a Fucc
- Status Symbol
- Between Us
- I Do This
- Don’t Take Days Off
- Loaded Bases
- Rose Clique
- If U Were Mine
- Overtime
- Bigger Than Life