Problem, Nipsey Hussle, IamSu! - Living Good (R.I.P. Jen) lyrics
[Problem, Nipsey Hussle, IamSu! - Living Good R.I.P. Jen lyrics]
Why you wanna see me doing bad nigga?
Your bitch just left, say it's the
Best night she done ever had, nigga
Hoe stop lying, real bitches holla out
Nigga stop lying, real niggas holla out
I came back with some better rhymes
Bigger name, bigger chain and better rock
As I operate the enterprise
Real nigga, first mil, you re-energize
Fake gone, real finna rise
Niggas wouldn't believe all the bad
Bitches I done been inside
Beating the odds, ain't a bigger prize
Kill me off 'fore I live a lie
I'm living good
Why you wanna see me doing bad nigga?
Your bitch just left, say it's the
Best night she done ever had, nigga
Hoe stop lying, real bitches holla out
Nigga stop lying, real niggas holla out
My phone won't stop ringing
Fat T keep on hitting me
The homie just got his head
Knocked off on Century (fuck)
To us that's fucked up
To the opps that's a victory
15 years later still fuck with me, mentally
Won't let it get to me
(roll up) , the weed it be fixing me
Off of 6 O's like wit
Biggie and where Nipsey be what?!
Let me break it up, life like dice
Time to shake it up what?!
(Diamond) I'm living life, boy
And she bust it open for the right boy
The devil think we got a price, boy
It's on you if you gonna prove them right
Boy diamond light, Mr light nigga
Chained up, turning up like them white niggas
I'm doing me
Why you mad? What's the gripe nigga?
I hit the weed then I run the light nigga
Shots
I'm living good why you wanna
See me doing bad nigga?
Your bitch just left
Say it's the best night she
Done ever had nigga
Hoe stop lying, real bitches holla out
Nigga stop lying, real niggas holla out
Light the weed, then I levitate
We in this here to innovate
We'll let all you other niggas emulate
Survival in this shit, that'll make 'em whine
Wait a minute, what the fuck is your problem?
You got a fucking problem?
I know what your problem is
You got nothing better to do with your life
But, I'll give you a fucking real problem
Chachi, talk to these motherfuckers
Let me, let me loose, let me, let me loose
Throwing fingers out the roof
Motherfuck a truce
HBK, Diamond Lane, we hit our squad goals
Don't need you niggas for nothing as
Far as our squad goes
In that pussy, diving deep, no goggles
Chachi, Paparazzi
Count a million with his eyes closed
Bad Lucc, Kool John, P-Lo, Sage the Gemini
Cali outcast, so lets drop a fucking 'Quemini
Never put a bitch over the
Business 'cause these women lie
Why? 'Cause these women lie
'cause these 'cause these women lie
Drop this shit and kill these
Niggas like it's genocide
Never ill-advised, please
Respect my business mind
'Cause all this shit pimping to me
This rap game
Only thing I see different is me
And I don't talk about it
I just go Nike on a nigga
Ask Su, he done see me go hyphy on a nigga
It's the crew
Never catch us with our hands out
Only bands out
See us coming, pull 'em cams out
Ch-ch-cheese white bitches, on they knees
Thelma and Louise
Yell it out on three, "Fuck my enemies"
Yell it out on three, "Fuck my enemies"