Basic Instinct Lyrics - Nipsey Hussle

Late night niggas at the Shell deep 

Bird out, gang signs, to the pale beast 

Big guns, long clips and they well grease 

Black woman on my 20 dollar bill crease 

Head shot, man down in the ville, sheesh 

Enemies, M.C.'s will get swiss cheesed 

Double back, 10 minutes made a big scene 

Bullets start flying by a nigga, that's a sick breeze 

While I'm here, take a pic please 

You know legends die young, rest in peace Prince and Pimp C 

From the block to the big leagues self-made millionaire, white America ain't pimp me 

Don't tell me that it's skin deep 

Don't tell me that I'm tripping only listening to my instincts 

Step back for the increase 

Hussle ain't got it mapped out dough the feeling 

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Late night niggas, on 109th deep 

Choppers out 'case a nigga tryna come creep 

Bitch tripping cause I'm always in the streets 

Bag of money in the Beemer on the back seat 

Bitch you getting played or you playing 

Broke ass niggas always running round hating see a unknown face where you from? 

Is you banging, heard your name before 

You that nigga making statements 

So Way Out got gang of niggas in the cut pointing red dots 

Lil skinny ass nigga calling all shots 

They said the snitches tryna get a nigga knocked off 

Fuck all cops, to a million dollar spot when I slide off 

Chuck the deuce in the G when I ride off 

All luxury shit for a young boss 

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