All Birds (freestyle) Lyrics - Nipsey Hussle

Walk with a real nigga 

Self-made millionaire 

What more could you ask for, huh? 

All blue chucks, with the gold spikes 

All black benz with the chrome pipes 

Run my own shit, own my own rights 

Press my own line got my own stripes 

$1, 000 luggage on a long flight 

See me out in public, bet my arm bright 

Million dollar meetings, cause my songs tight 

Said he gonna take it, nigga all right 

Fake it till you make it, me I ball right 

Stack it till my paper is Lebron height 

Russian cut diamond cost your car twice 

S550 thats the wrong type 

600 Benz, with the fog lights 

Press the gas, snap your neck like a short bite 

Most of these niggas live the fraud life 

So most of these bitches is a frauds wife 

When you meet a real nigga, play your cards right 

Cause when I meet a real bitch I do that broad right 

Bet you I'mma leave a mark, like a dog bite 

Sellin hot 16's like they off white 

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No clothes in the closet, it's all birds 

No sneakers in the sneaker box, it's all birds 

No luggage in the trunk, man, it's all birds 

And I ain't going back -- I'mma ball first 

Put you in the dirt, with all words 

My team straight, all pervs 

These hoes dirty nigga, all germs 

Listen to Nip, you learn like he spittin all verbs 

Bad lil bitch, all curves 

Homies like corners, they all turn 

Man that big body, nigga all swerves 

Bitch before you come to my house, call first 

Nigga, do your homework 

Gotta take care of home first 

You a ho nigga, take a ho bath 

I got the strap on me, real niggas hold that 

Where the rachets at? Lets get ratchet though 

Never trick on them bitches, ain't a magic show 

I never trust and I never lust 

If it ain't the first night then we never fuck 

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No clothes in the closet, it's all birds 

No sneakers in the sneaker box, it's all birds 

No luggage in the trunk, man, it's all birds 

And I ain't going back -- I'mma ball first