Nipsey Hussle - Dope lyrics

[Verse 1: King Lil G] b**h, I'm dope, way too dope I'm talking 'bout a motherf**er had to sell dope I had to chase dreams, I was in the ghetto With a tattoo artist and a few extendos I had to make moves, it was confidential Bring the drama to your a** like we banging d**h Row My bros both started in the west side With an alpine bumping all the ba** lines I snuck out my house way before the bed time With the goons in the G ride on the test drive Guns in the stash, who the f** wanna trip? I f** with your hoes, but don't f** with my clique Murder your style, we smoke loud in this b**h Gang unit pulled me over when they seen us in the whip Gang unit pulled us over when they seen us in the whip [Pre-Hook x2: King Lil G] I didn't want to do it but I had to sell dope [Hook: King Lil G] Momma tried but there ain't no thing like homie love I keep on getting faded Momma tried but there ain't no thing like homie love That's how we do it in LA [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] I got a forty on my waist, MAC in the safe Thirty in the clip like back in the day Grind till we shine, stacking the safe Act like a b**h, you get slapped in your face Money man bleed the block till its said and done f** his word, don't do business till his credit run Said he's trying to get some birds out, who's selling some? Am I f**ing with it? No, I never know Always hopping on the plane to get the cheddar hun Drinking all this A-town, lean I got a belly, huh? That's my n***a Jay Rock, he can tell you how I'll be in the back of that back just watching belly, huh? With my feet up, drunk on like a litre Hello, nice to meet you, you should be my señorita Mamma mia, how we wet to seat up? All you heard, that mean p**y getting beat up [Pre-Hook x2: King Lil G] I didn't want to do it but I had to sell dope [Hook: King Lil G] Momma tried but there any no thing like homie love I keep on getting faded Momma tried but there any no thing like homie love That's how we do in LA