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Nipsey Hussle

Genres: Hip-Hop

Right Hand 2 God Lyrics - Nipsey Hussle

I put my right hand to God, shine on these broads 

Stay on my job, grind with my squad 

Hundred racks on my car, no license at all 

No tint on that thing, nigga, 'cause that's how we ball 

All these fuck niggas' flawed, suckas and frauds 

My circle so small, stick to my script and just ball 

First, I pick up my bitch, and we shut down the mall 

Had to pick up the tip, she tried to pay for it all 

Bring some Yac' with my plate, garlic noodles and steak 

Bouncin' out the valet, with all these tats' on my face 

People looking like, "Hey! Black nigga' stay in your place" 

But it's some shit they 'gon think, and it's some shit they 'gon say 

Got to a brick from an eighth, see that music's my fate 

Switched it out from out my trunk, went to the top of my state 

And I Versace'd my waist, like 2Pac in his hey 

Brian Williams, how I built this All Money Estate 

 

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I put my right hand to God 

I put my right hand to God 

 

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Put my right hand to Jesus, fly like a eagle 

Fight with these demons, shine light on my people 

This life is a free throw, success is a kilo 

My wife is a C-note, but my mistress is Creole 

I sip on that Clicquot, while I'm bangin' that Z-Ro 

Ghetto nigga' like Cheeto's, that got more famous than Cee-lo 

Turn legit from illegal, just like Pesci in Casino 

Get [J-s?] off a P-ro, watch him blow up like C-4 

I rose from a Regal, Auroras and Lincoln's 

Low-pros on Alpina's, to German drop top two-seaters 

Was young and prestigious, phone was matchin' my beeper 

"How the fuck you 'gon reach him?", he makin' more than his teachers 

Movin' forward with speed, all your morals'll leave 

Only focus is cheese, now the forest is trees 

Got infected with greed, distort what you see 

Your worst nightmare than me, is justifyin' your means 

Hold up! 

 

I put my right hand to God 

I put my right hand to God 

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