lirik lagu dave east – tim westwood freestyle
[nipsey hussle – late nights and early mornings]
[intro]
yo, yo yo
yo, yo, yo yo
harlem
westwood
london, what’s up?
uh
[verse 1]
i can still hear you screamin’, “neighborhood”
dirt gang, when you see me, why they hate on cuz?
i just sent you a song, was waitin’ on your verse
we was doin’ a tape together, they ain’t know your worth
n-body told me after freaky died, it’s gon’ get worse
they ain’t understand your vision
you spoke for all them nights i was starvin’
we shakin’ prison but they hate that you did it, uh
i asked you how to start a clothin’ line
you had me out on slauson
blue laces was my sh-t, the blueprint to bein’ bosses
you created that
remember when you played that beat for clarity?
you gave out so much free game, that sh-t was charity
you was at my birthday, my mother asked me about you
she used to ask what my shirt say
ma, this is crenshaw
i’m supportin’ my brother remindin’ me of myself
motivated me from the gutter, invited me to your videos
i was smokin’ marathon o.g. with you
every time i touched down in l.a., i wanted to meet with you
me and red smokin’ flight right in the parkin’ lot
fatts had me in the store puttin’ me a pack together
uh, i’ma listen to you raps forever
on the real, f-ck how they feel, victory lap was better
south central ain’t gon’ never feel the same
you got me scared ’cause it ain’t too many of us left
“go get that bread, cuz,” that’s what you said before you left
we had a-
you ain’t nothin’ like these rap n-gg-s
told me stay dangerous, don’t let ’em see you react, n-gg-
called your phone cryin’, laughin’ when you slapped that n-gg-
you just told me, “congrats, east, i heard you actin’, n-gg-”
they k!llin’ kings, i no longer wanna chat with n-gg-s
if i could ask god for somethin’, just give me back my n-gg-s
if i could ask god for somethin’, just give me back my n-gg-s
[break]
neighborhood
nip
nip, miss you cuzzo
[bobby valentino – tell me]
got some more sh-t
let’s see if i got some more sh-t
it’s my first time in london, bro
[verse 2]
uh, you probably thought the label was gon’ shelf me
you prayed that this paper never helped me
posted up by the mailbox without a mail key
exotic weed a creed if you ever smelled me
i don’t wanna die young, i wanna die wealthy
n-gg-s askin’ for the most help ain’t never helped me
blew a brown flag in it, you think i’m gettin’ to it?
well, that’s accurate
acura slide, ain’t need no p-ssengers
bubble goose, wasn’t no computers, when it’s trouble, shoot
money made my d-ck hard, honestly fell in love with loot
mathematics supreme, knowledge and wisdom
understandin’ culture, know power’ll get you k!lled, son
uh, equality god
built and destroyed on the job, sh-t get tighter than wonderbras
i come from the slums, had to walk when we wanted cars
couldn’t afford that sh-t that y’all wearin’, that made me wanna rob
that pressure get applied you know your son involved
you so nervous, phone in your pocket, don’t wanna call
feds is lurkin’, i know they watchin’, i wanna ball
plug fronted 50, i need a 100, i’m starvin’, dawg
drop it in the pot, cannonball, somersault
september to april, we pump and take the summer off
may, june, july, august livin’ lawless
in georgetown, i really was recruited by the hoyas
maneuver through the border
my man from cuba, i told him that you could get deported
what if tookie coulda saw this?
no bakery, we was cuttin’ cookies by the quarter
n-gg- ratted in new york, picked up and took his sh-t to florida
depressed faces, they sad, mad i actually did it
the homie died, i went and tatted my n-gg-
pinky ring it, me and four ladies at lunch
got att-tudes like they came on the bus, can’t make this up
cigar smoke lingerin’
gun on me large, it’s not medium
just got off them papers, he smokin’ weed again
they was callin’ me broke
get shot over that nautica boat
i’m a wolf, never call me the goat
they all wanna know
[outro]
survival on the way, you heard?
harlem, man, east side, we here
rest in peace, nipsey hussle
rest in peace, freaky
rest in peace, mugga
free trav, free scr-p
free bl–dy, free all my g’s behind that wall, man
westwood, london, you know what’s goin’ on
harlem
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