Nipsey Hussle, Cuzzy Capone - On Tha Floor lyrics
[Nipsey Hussle, Cuzzy Capone - On Tha Floor lyrics]
Aye writing songs for my dogs, for my squad
From my heart how we won, how we lost
How we came, how we saw
Through it all, ashin' Backs, out the roof
Foreign cars in pursuit by the law
Still we reach for the stars
Oh my God, oh my God, so high up, I'm
So far, deja vu, I've been here before
Say come back down to earth just to resist
The urge, still no breaks on this car, live
Or die, either or, go for broke, hustle hard
Lead it all, on the floor, on the floor
Go for broke, hustle hard, lead it all, on
The floor, on the floor, lead it all
On the floor
Yeah, ha, west side of Slauson
Grind and make a million, we them hungry
Niggas in between the buildings
Risking everything
We got to feed our children
My city built off of love but we killed it
Hard times posted with
Pebbles and Buddha with it, I was
Told the money was there
It's up to you to get it
Girbauds with the Eddie Bauer no
True Religion, Ralph Lauren ski jacket
With the ruger in it, quarterback in the
Block with the Mike Vick game
I wasn't always successful but still I
Made plays, under pressure I run with
The rock and get away
The main focus was living to see another day
Hall of Famer in the league
But I never played
I left my granny house young
When I should've stayed
Motiviated by the money I was getting paid
Go getter from the start
And I'll never change
On this court, live or die, either
Or, go for broke, hustle hard
Lead it all on the floor, on
The floor, go for broke
Hustle hard, lead it all on
The floor, on the floor, on
The floor, lead it all, on
The floor, on the floor, on the floor
Go for broke, hustle hard
From my heart how we won, how we lost
How we came, how we saw
Through it all, ashin' Backs, out the roof
Foreign cars in pursuit by the law
Still we reach for the stars
Oh my God, oh my God, so high up, I'm
So far, deja vu, I've been here before
Say come back down to earth just to resist
The urge, still no breaks on this car, live
Or die, either or, go for broke, hustle hard
Lead it all, on the floor, on the floor
Go for broke, hustle hard, lead it all, on
The floor, on the floor, lead it all
On the floor
Yeah, ha, west side of Slauson
Grind and make a million, we them hungry
Niggas in between the buildings
Risking everything
We got to feed our children
My city built off of love but we killed it
Hard times posted with
Pebbles and Buddha with it, I was
Told the money was there
It's up to you to get it
Girbauds with the Eddie Bauer no
True Religion, Ralph Lauren ski jacket
With the ruger in it, quarterback in the
Block with the Mike Vick game
I wasn't always successful but still I
Made plays, under pressure I run with
The rock and get away
The main focus was living to see another day
Hall of Famer in the league
But I never played
I left my granny house young
When I should've stayed
Motiviated by the money I was getting paid
Go getter from the start
And I'll never change
On this court, live or die, either
Or, go for broke, hustle hard
Lead it all on the floor, on
The floor, go for broke
Hustle hard, lead it all on
The floor, on the floor, on
The floor, lead it all, on
The floor, on the floor, on the floor
Go for broke, hustle hard