Nipsey Hussle - Count Up That Loot lyrics

Yuh, sound like some AZ shit what

Count up that loot, count up that loot, nigga
Count up that loot, that's just what I do
Count up that loot, nigga, what?
Count up that loot, count up that loot

Look, count up that loot, count up that loot
Look, black on black Benz, young nigga
Salute
Look, gold Cuban Links, just reppin' my roots
Look, blood, sweat, and tears
Just squeezin' my fruit's

Look, top of my game, and what's up wit' you
Look, pop at you lames 'cause I'm sucka proof
Look, don't play no games, boy
I'm busta proof
Can't fuck wit' me, I don't fuck wit' you
You a fuckin' fraud, I'm the fuckin' truth
I went solo on that ass
I think I'm fuckin' Snoop
Solo in this game, I'm like, "Fuck the group"
Solo in my SL Benz like, "fuck the roof"
That's fuckin' true, that's fuckin' who?
Nip muthafucka, lookin' like a hustla do
I built this label up just like Russell do
Gimme 10 years, they gon' be like
"Russell who?"
Never trust them fools, get a fuckin' clue
I skip them meetings, tell them fags
"Watch my fuckin' moves"
I'm Birdman in blue Chucks
Watch my fuckin' shoes
I'm Suge Knight, I'm J prince, I'm like
"Fuck the rules"
I'm Austin Rosen, I'm Jonah Berger
This ain't black-on-black crime
But it's fuckin' murder
This beat ain't even mixed
But it's fuckin' perfect
They paid a hundred for my tape
And it was fuckin' worth it
Shout out to Wendy Williams 'cause
She helped it surface
Shout out my nigga Jigga 'cause
He made that purchase
Shout out my nigga Sway, my nigga B Dot
Whoo Kid
Sold out the first day, we had to restock

Look, count up that loot, count up that loot
Look, black on black Benz, young nigga
Salute
Look, gold Cuban Links, just reppin' my roots
Look, blood, sweat, and tears
Just squeezin' my fruit's

Look, my nigga Hoggie got shot in his head
Look, I got that call and
They said he was dead
Look, I couldn't cry, but it hurt a nigga
Mostly because he was too young
To find his purpose, nigga
This life is short, let's make it worth it
Nigga we all so far from perfect, nigga
Them cameras rollin', no rehearsals, nigga
Plus scared money never made
A fuckin' purchase, nigga
Look at all this game in my verses, nigga
I swore that I would never
Have to work for niggas
I sacrificed like every nigga in my circle
Nigga
Now world tours every summer like the circus
Nigga
Barnum & Baileys, y'all clowns is crazy
These diamonds is flawless
That shit is fugazy just open yo' magazine
See my picture by Jay-Z
Brand new Mercedes, Los Angeles made me
Pull up at the Shell, playin' D'Angelo, Lady
This industry racist, don't ever mistake it
Can't say my name wit' niggas
Who labels enslaved 'em
You say my name wit' niggas
Like Malcolm and Jesus

Look, count up that loot, count up that loot
Look, black on black Benz, young nigga
Salute
Look, gold Cuban Links, just reppin' my roots
Look, blood, sweat, and tears
Just squeezin' my fruit's
Look, count up that loot, count up that loot
Look, black on black Benz, young nigga
Salute
Look, gold Cuban Links, just reppin' my roots
Look, blood, sweat, and tears
Just squeezin' my fruit's