You Broke Lyrics - Nipsey Hussle

Bitch, you broke - shut up 

Don't talk to me, get your bread up 

And we used to fuck but I got fed up 

We eat... 

All my niggas fed up 

Bitch, you broke - shut up 

Don't talk to me, get your bread up 

And we used to fuck but I got fed up 

We eatin'... 

All my niggas fed up 

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You a hoe rat, that pussy throwback 

I'm tryna fuck 

You ain't gotta be a scientist to know that 

Been to that money, nothin' before that 

Bitch I'll do you dirty, dirty like a floor mat 

Yeah I'm tired of hearin' about what you need, bitch 

I'm tired of paying for your weeks, bitch 

I'm tired of you fuckin' me, tryin' to get pregnant 

Knowin' if you had a baby your broke ass couldn't help it 

I be ridin' through the city bangin' 2 Chainz 

I ain't worried 'bout the police, I got two names 

Keep the sharp 'cause sometimes you gotta do things 

She give away that pussy like loose change 

Tryna have a nigga baby, the ceiling never jay jay 

This ain't recess, bitch you know I don't play-play 

Just bought an AK just took a vacay 

Bitch you broke, you need to call Triple A, eh? 

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Bitch, you broke - shut up 

Don't talk to me, get your bread up 

And we used to fuck but I got fed up 

We eat... 

All my niggas fed up 

Bitch, you broke - shut up 

Don't talk to me, get your bread up 

And we used to fuck but I got fed up 

We eatin'... 

All my niggas fed up 

Aye, how you fuck for cash but you not a hoe? 

And how I'm gon' respect you if your pockets broke? 

On your rep sheet a whole lot of bros 

It's a clinic on Western bitch you outta go 

You're broke, your pussy stank, you borrow clothes 

Lost the little ass that you had playin' with your nose 

I dedicate this to my last hoe 

Swear I got cash and started actin' like a asshole 

Catch up, keep up, Cutlass with the beat up 

I be buyin' pounds, so now we can't piece up 

Rollie with the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king, huh? 

It's money over bitches, pussy never fuck this thing up 

She still fainted when she seen us 

I'm a Grade A nigga, you's a C+ 

I got a broom I got a broom, bitch, clean up 

Hit the blade, and pay my fee up 

You shopping at Louis when your baby need WIC 

Using vibrators when you know you need dick 

Bitch, you sick - hoe, you triflin' 

I heard in the 'hood your pussy be cyclin' 

Nobody wifin' your ass 

Young nigga got dick, no yeah 

Fast money, fast bitches takin' hot baths 

And me and relations don't last 

My nigga mustard, got the Benzo my crib's got extendos 

I'm hangin' out the window, bangin' out the window 

Throw it up chunky - wrists so chunky 

I heard the homie fucked and your pussy smell funky 

And I ain't used to what you're used to 

The only thing in your ear is a Bluetooth 

You niggas ain't blinged-out, 20 racks I blow that 

5-10-15 I let my niggas hold that