IAmBlanco, Nipsey Hussle, YG - Raw lyrics

And now for my next number
I'd like to return to the classics
(Cookin' Soul) uh, uh, yuh
West Coast (West Coast) hussle, Hussle
Ya know neighborhood
West Coast, who ride? Blanco
Labeled as a thug ayy, yo, B
West Coast (West Coast) uh, look
Labeled as a thug west Coast, who ride?

Ain't the type of white
Dude sippin' Bud Light
I'm the type with my nine screamin'
"Thug life" a bad bitch wanna fuck tonight
You ain't shit, motherfucker
So it's fuck your life
Fuck the DEA, IRS, and FBI there, I said it
Won't regret it 'til we start trial
I don't ever leave a paper trail
And best believe I'ma G
I will break the scale


I'm a hustler, give a fuck about a budget
I'm a gangsta, give a fuck about the judges
I'm a monster, middle finger to you suckas
I'm a mobster, Mr untouchable
Can't fuck with me, I'm so on some other shit
On a road trip, gotta bring my other bitch
Not my other bitch, my other, other
Other bitch
Every brick I flip, the more I'm like, "Fuck
I'm rich"

Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast

Niggas hate daily, Glock is my protection
I'm the nigga that your mama told
You not to mess with
Caught a interception on your bitch
Now that's a wridnap
Give her some dick quick
Now watch how fast she collapse
Pusha Ink the label, yeah
Been that way from day one
The hoes get around me and me?
I just got to say somethin'
I let my chain speak
I ain't really gotta say much
If see me in the
Streets, holla, "Suwoop, nigga, stay up"
I'm all about my dollars
Pop my collar on a hoe bitch
She say, "All you wanna do is
Fuck me, " I say, "You know it"
My bitch rollin', my bitch bad
Don't trip 'cause the homies got the strap
Run up in your pad
Like the motherfuckin' police
With pistols in your face like, "Nigga
Don't you owe me?"
I'm tryna steal the rap game
Like the house lit i'm from the west but I'm
Tryna fuck a south bitch

Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug

Look, look i'm fresh off the block
I ain't really left yet
Best on the west, hands down, no question
And my Adidas got the Slauson Boy etched in
And Black Sam keep the money invested
All I do is check rappers off the checklist
No beef, I eat beef for breakfast
No sleep 'cause these streets is hectic
I don't make peace
I just put 'em on my necklace
Real nigga, never ran, never snitched
The old lady of Fifth ain't raise no bitch
And we some real niggas
Nothin' like the niggas in your clique
Always runnin' 'round talkin' about the
Little shit that you did
We'll never say nothin' 'bout that
Big shit that we did
We just see eachother and nod
And you know what it is
And we don't talk about the big shit we did
We just see eachother and nod and
You know what it is, nigga

Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast, who ride?