Keyz 2 the City 2 (feat. TeeFlii) (Explicit)

Keyz 2 The City 2 (Clean) - Nipsey Hussle (尼普西·哈斯勒)/TeeFlii
Rollin' up some good pourin' up 'til we get faded
You know how we do it everybody takin' flicks of me
I got the keys to the city I don't need no limousine
I turn out when I pull up and tell my bookin' agent book a show
Runnin' 'round with the paper bag runnin' 'round with the paper bag
Goin' crazy spendin' all this cash goin' crazy spendin' all this cash
If I spend it I'ma get it back even when I'm ridin' round dirty
A n***a don't need a seatbelt a n***a don't need a seatbelt
Nah it don't cost to keep it real run up get done up
Sh*t can get real f**k around and get your ass robbed
n***a f**k around and tell you sh*t got ya askin' God why
Drag your ass into a alley pull out aim for the target
Should've never been around the killers in my town we the f**kin' realest
No Chedder Bobs 'round here I get to sprayin' they gon' get down
Ski mask over my face catch a body in broad day
Catch a body in broad day
Nipsey Hussle：
I got the key to the city I got a hoe that's saddity
Talk to that b**ch in Swahili tattoo my name in graffiti
Wack at your hood in graffiti come through your hood on the weekly
None of ya'll niggas can see me none of ya'll niggas can see me
Ya'll ain't got nothin' like this over there bunch of front line millionaires
Bunch of self-made out the trunk paid against the odds really took it there
Any prob I'ma reappear with a squad you already fear
All this time I've been playin' fair seven digits every single year
Niggas died niggas disappear alibis I was really there
Life of crime 'til I get the chair Columbine in my trigger hair
Still I rise and I took the stairs feel the fire it's a different glare
All these fights it was never fair bustin' knuckles still I'm swingin' fierce
Face is swollen some I'm drippin' tears you should know I never had a fear
You should know I never had a shot never had a chance
Still I took it here
Manage pride but I see it clear strategize I'm a engineer
Pick a side gotta keep it there switchin' up n***a lookin' weird
I got the key to the city I got a hoe that's saddity
Talk to that b**ch in Swahili tattoo my name in graffiti
Wack at your hood in graffiti come through your hood on the weekly
None of ya'll niggas can see me none of ya'll niggas can see me
Tappin in' said they'd wait for it
Tell the streets a n***a back again
Ridin' round inside the back again
Rollin' flights inside the back again
405 another traffic jam
Improvised another master plan
Sit outside a n***a family pad
Another seven grams inside a sandwich bag
My whole life is like a balance act
People's champ but could you handle that
I pull up inside the black on black
And park this big ass Benz inside the handicap
What I done they can't imagine that
One of one it's like a magic trick
Matter fact it's like a lotto pick
That's why I gotta talk a lot of sh*t