[Hook: Biggie sample] x4
Diamonds on my neck
Chrome drop top
Chillin' chillin' chillin'
Chillin' on the scene
[Verse 1: Nipsey Hu$$le]
Roll with a nickel nine playin' pickle with time
Cause I rather sit up with Shyne than lay stiff in the pine
Box n***as out daily, South Central crazy
Like an angry Israeli in a bullet proof Mercedes
Lyrically I'm Tracy McGrady
In a seven series beemer, blowin' kush and A/C
These fake n***as try and player hate me
Suicide, they gonna die when I give them phase three
Streets talkin', all about that n***a off Slauson
Get love from Eastside Watts to Westside Compton
n***as know me in the Chi, two forties when I ride
Been a star way before my face showed up in the Vibe
Not to mention, all my different visits to the A
Been played, now my mission's, get this sh** a different way
Each day symbolize the next level of the game
Bullets with no name, to keep the diamonds on my chain
[Hook:] x4
[Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le]
Look
Break the beat up, wake the street up with my potent flow
To all my critics from before, now you know for sho'
These n***as wanna switch ships, ‘cause they boat broke
I said no, s**er duck inside, stay afloat
These so-so a** rappers get no dough
In the presence of this hip-hop Jacque Cousto
Nip Hussle, I'm the freshest n***a you know
Got the Palazo Vove lookin' like a light show
Slauson boy, or even numero uno
b**hes on my dick like flies on a fruit bowl
I just take my pick and we slide in the two-door
Mix a little Goose with some Nuvo, you know
Then I pull up to your set like it's neutral
Hoppin' out the Jag, dressed like the planet Pluto
Yo, a**umptions got you lookin' like a culo
It's all money in, I need mucho, to keep the
[Hook:] x4