Biografía:
Ermias Asghedom (August 15, 1985 – March 31, 2019), known professionally as Nipsey Hussle (often stylized as Nipsey Hu$$le), was an American rapper and songwriter from Los Angeles, California. Emerging from the West Coast hip hop scene in the mid-2000s, Hussle initially became known for his numerous mixtapes, including his Bullets Ain't Got No Name series, The Marathon, The Marathon Continues and Crenshaw, the latter of which rapper Jay-Z bought 100 copies of for $100 each.
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[Intro]
F#m A
Strippers in the club and my cups half empty
Bm A Bm
Ride with my niggas cause my niggas understand me
A Bm
Still on Plan A, pussy niggas on Plan B
C#m
Young rich nigga, young rich nigga
F#m
Right now, motherfucker let's go
[Verse]
F#m
What can make a nigga wanna go and get it?
Bm
Said he want a Beamer with the subs in it
Bm
Said he grew up in a house and it was love missing
Bm
Said he grew up in the set, he keep his guns with him
Bm
Young nigga, young nigga
Bm
Young nigga, just young nigga
D
And he don't need a reason, he a young nigga
C#m
And you don't want your daughter and your sons with him
F#m
Young nigga, young nigga
Young nigga, just young nigga
Bm
Probably never understand us
Til he pull in Phantom
Bm
When he pull up in a Phantom
He gon' have that shit blasting
D C#m
Like young nigga, just young nigga
C#m
Young nigga, just young nigga
F#m
What they call you where you from, nigga?
F#m
In my city, that was question number one, nigga
Bm
Looking at the legend I become, nigga
Bm
I can't help, but feeling like I'm the one, nigga
Bm
Remember I was on the run, nigga
Well, yeah, before you had a son, nigga
D C#m
Open up your doors and kept it one, nigga
Held a nigga down and that was love, nigga
F#m
Nobody want to stand in front a judge, nigga
Bm
Make you think of better days like when you was winning
Bm
Standing on the couches in the club with us
N.C.
But then I lock my shot, I had to run with it
F#m
Out the gate, lost count, many days in the studio, we slave, but this shit we gotta save
Bm
Staring in the space that you fishing for a phrase
Bm
Uninspired and your mind, still it's a paper chase
Bm
First you over dedicate, then you notice that you great
Bm
And you been the whole time, then it slap you in the face
D
Then you stack it in your safe, got it cracking, it was fate
C#m
You the definition, nigga, laughing to the bank
F#m
I'm a master of my faith, plus I'm the type of nigga own the masters to my tape
Bm
I'm in Nevada for the day, I just caught a flight from Philly, we just sold out TLA
Bm
Fresh up off of stage on my way to be a
AMB, we L.A, tryna eat, we the way
D
Young Nips, he the great, never talk
C#m
Had a drink, I just lead to the lake
F#m
It's eighty-something degrees in L.A
Fuck it, time to put some jetskis on L.A
Bm
I got a team in my bank, I don't even need an I.D at my bank
Bm
This used to be a dream we would chase
I know J. Stone and Copy Supreme could relate
D
I know the whole team could relate
C#m
I know, Makenzi, could relate
F#m
Nelson, on the Marathon
Bm
Balling since my brother used to hustle out the Vons
Couple hundred thousand up, he took a shovel to the lawn
Bm
No exaggeration for the content of my songs
When he went to dig it up, shit, a hundred something gone
D
Molded, you can ask moms
C#m
Had to plug in blow dryers for the ones we could wash
F#m
Salvaged the little bit
Young rich nigga shit, pressure on your shoulder
Bm
How you gon' deal with it?
Say it's all uncomfortable when you transition, but it's all beautiful when you get rich in it
When you start killing shit and they all witness
Money roll faster than niggas could spend the shit
D C#m
Open more businesses with you and your niggas that watching your vision and being more generate
F#m
Like a Ford dealership, we up in Forbes
Watching and they wishing that it wasn't yours
Bm
I forgive you, I remember I was poor
Plus I ain't in the way of what you reaching for
Bm
Gotta play the game, you gotta read the score
See, I'ma do the same and pop the clutch of four
D
Told me if I want it, gotta hustle for it
C#m
Only difference now, the money more mature
[Outro: Diddy]
F#m
Young nigga, young nigga
F#m
Young nigga, young nigga
Bm
Get your money, young nigga
Bm
Get your money, young nigga
Young nigga, young nigga
Young nigga, young nigga
D
Get the money, young nigga
Young nigga, young nigga
D
Get the money, young nigga
Get the money, young nigga
F#m
Get the money, young nigga
Keep God first though
F#m A
Strippers in the club and my cups half empty
Bm A Bm
Ride with my niggas cause my niggas understand me
A Bm
Still on Plan A, pussy niggas on Plan B
C#m
Young rich nigga, young rich nigga
F#m
Right now, motherfucker let's go
[Verse]
F#m
What can make a nigga wanna go and get it?
Bm
Said he want a Beamer with the subs in it
Bm
Said he grew up in a house and it was love missing
Bm
Said he grew up in the set, he keep his guns with him
Bm
Young nigga, young nigga
Bm
Young nigga, just young nigga
D
And he don't need a reason, he a young nigga
C#m
And you don't want your daughter and your sons with him
F#m
Young nigga, young nigga
Young nigga, just young nigga
Bm
Probably never understand us
Til he pull in Phantom
Bm
When he pull up in a Phantom
He gon' have that shit blasting
D C#m
Like young nigga, just young nigga
C#m
Young nigga, just young nigga
F#m
What they call you where you from, nigga?
F#m
In my city, that was question number one, nigga
Bm
Looking at the legend I become, nigga
Bm
I can't help, but feeling like I'm the one, nigga
Bm
Remember I was on the run, nigga
Well, yeah, before you had a son, nigga
D C#m
Open up your doors and kept it one, nigga
Held a nigga down and that was love, nigga
F#m
Nobody want to stand in front a judge, nigga
Bm
Make you think of better days like when you was winning
Bm
Standing on the couches in the club with us
N.C.
But then I lock my shot, I had to run with it
F#m
Out the gate, lost count, many days in the studio, we slave, but this shit we gotta save
Bm
Staring in the space that you fishing for a phrase
Bm
Uninspired and your mind, still it's a paper chase
Bm
First you over dedicate, then you notice that you great
Bm
And you been the whole time, then it slap you in the face
D
Then you stack it in your safe, got it cracking, it was fate
C#m
You the definition, nigga, laughing to the bank
F#m
I'm a master of my faith, plus I'm the type of nigga own the masters to my tape
Bm
I'm in Nevada for the day, I just caught a flight from Philly, we just sold out TLA
Bm
Fresh up off of stage on my way to be a
AMB, we L.A, tryna eat, we the way
D
Young Nips, he the great, never talk
C#m
Had a drink, I just lead to the lake
F#m
It's eighty-something degrees in L.A
Fuck it, time to put some jetskis on L.A
Bm
I got a team in my bank, I don't even need an I.D at my bank
Bm
This used to be a dream we would chase
I know J. Stone and Copy Supreme could relate
D
I know the whole team could relate
C#m
I know, Makenzi, could relate
F#m
Nelson, on the Marathon
Bm
Balling since my brother used to hustle out the Vons
Couple hundred thousand up, he took a shovel to the lawn
Bm
No exaggeration for the content of my songs
When he went to dig it up, shit, a hundred something gone
D
Molded, you can ask moms
C#m
Had to plug in blow dryers for the ones we could wash
F#m
Salvaged the little bit
Young rich nigga shit, pressure on your shoulder
Bm
How you gon' deal with it?
Say it's all uncomfortable when you transition, but it's all beautiful when you get rich in it
When you start killing shit and they all witness
Money roll faster than niggas could spend the shit
D C#m
Open more businesses with you and your niggas that watching your vision and being more generate
F#m
Like a Ford dealership, we up in Forbes
Watching and they wishing that it wasn't yours
Bm
I forgive you, I remember I was poor
Plus I ain't in the way of what you reaching for
Bm
Gotta play the game, you gotta read the score
See, I'ma do the same and pop the clutch of four
D
Told me if I want it, gotta hustle for it
C#m
Only difference now, the money more mature
[Outro: Diddy]
F#m
Young nigga, young nigga
F#m
Young nigga, young nigga
Bm
Get your money, young nigga
Bm
Get your money, young nigga
Young nigga, young nigga
Young nigga, young nigga
D
Get the money, young nigga
Young nigga, young nigga
D
Get the money, young nigga
Get the money, young nigga
F#m
Get the money, young nigga
Keep God first though
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