1 of 1 (feat. Bh) Lyrics

1 of 1 - Nipsey Hussle

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1 of 1 Lyrics

I came to get money, and now that I got it

They hate on a nigga, but they should just stop it

She throw me that pussy, but I never caught it

You asking why you won't, it got too much mileage

Ooh, you're looking at a 1 of 1

Ooh, I'll show you how this shit is done

Ooh, my chain look like it weigh a ton

Ooh, bitch, look at what I've become

I make a grip

Walk inside this shit, then take my pick

I take a shit

On all you fake niggas when I drop my shit

I run my shit, I own my shit, I'm on my shit

I'm on some shit, some owner shit, some Moët shit

I pay my rent, I pay my team

They make me rich, I make them rich, ain't that some shit

Now, watch this, look

More cash, more money, more fame

I'm the realest nigga in this fucking game

I came up, off the corner, all grind

Make these cracker niggas respect my mind

I run my shit, I own my shit, I'm on my shit

I'm on some shit, some owner shit, Range Rover shit

I came to slice bread off the loaf and shit

And get you niggas off that feet up on the sofa shit

I came to get money, and now that I got it

They hate on a nigga, but they should just stop it

She throw me that pussy, but I never caught it

You asking why you won't, it got too much mileage

Ooh, you're looking at a 1 of 1

Ooh, I'll show you how this shit is done

Ooh, my chain look like it weigh a ton

Ooh, bitch, look at what I've become

I talk that shit that's 'cause I live it, nigga

And if I don't no more, that's 'cause I did it, nigga

You get smart, you get richer, nigga

You start hating and I'll chip you, nigga

To be specific, it's a, Westside, neighborhood

Crenshaw District, Slauson Ave Crippin', anybody killa

Don't give a fuck about a bitch or a nigga

Yeah, they quote my raps like scriptures

Say I shop like hipsters

I drive cars like a rich nigga

And probably pull up with your, ho

Oh, 6-2-O's, fa sho, get dough

Pulling up at my show

Been about a bankroll, make these mills and lay low

Bust a whip and change clothes

Money, power, and hoes

I came to get money, and now that I got it

They hate on a nigga, but they should just stop it

She throw me that pussy, but I never caught it

You asking why you won't, it got too much mileage

Ooh, you're looking at a 1 of 1

Ooh, I'll show you how this shit is done

Ooh, my chain look like it weigh a ton

Ooh, bitch, look at what I've become

100 pints, that's 100 grand (That's 100 racks)

Bring your money if you want it then (If you want it, nigga)

I'm the man, don't you understand? (Come get it)

My pack loud like like a fucking band

Big choppers like the Taliban

All these racks, I'm breaking rubber bands (Count it up)

I love my haters, they my biggest fans (I love you niggas)

I'm on the field and they just in the stands

I let 'em watch me while I make these plays

Six touchdowns in they face

That's something to hate on

On the block, yeah, get this money on

OG rolled in my Swisher (Roll up)

Actavis, pour it in my Sprite (Pour up)

That little bitch know she bad

She got ass and I wanna fuck, but

I came to get money, and now that I got it

They hate on a nigga, but they should just stop it

She throw me that pussy, but I never caught it

You asking why you won't, it got too much mileage

Ooh, you're looking at a 1 of 1

Ooh, I'll show you how this shit is done

Ooh, my chain look like it weigh a ton

Ooh, bitch, look at what I've become