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  • DJ Mustard – Ridin’ Around (feat. Nipsey Hussle & RJ)

    [Intro: RJ]
    Never gonna love no broke ass bitch, woah
    Mustard on the beat, ho!

    [Hook: Nipsey Hussle & RJ]
    Ridin ’round, out of bounds
    40 cal, 30 rounds
    You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling
    My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
    Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
    They see that we winning
    Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
    They see that we winning

    [Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
    Look, came to get money, pat on my back cause I did it
    I pull up in foreign blowing smoke through the ceiling
    You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling
    My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
    My cars go fast, my pockets is fat
    I take your bitch and we go shopping at Sachs
    I’m a popular mack, never stop for them rats
    Flipped a lot of them racks while I fuck with this rap
    Nigga hustling back so they stuck in the set
    Playing Russian Roulette, me I’m puffing the best
    I’m a fucking exec, money, power, respect
    All my weapons is fresh, on the West I’m a rep
    I’m the fucking connect, I could cut you a check
    I could put you in the game and let you hustle the rest
    I got a lust for success, you know it come with the stress
    So we party every night, what the fuck you expect?

    [Hook: Nipsey Hussle & RJ]
    Ridin ’round, out of bounds
    40 cal, 30 rounds
    You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling
    My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
    Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
    They see that we winning
    Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
    They see that we winning

    [Verse 2: RJ]
    Never gon’ love no broke ass bitch
    Never one broke bitch gon change me
    Mr. Right Back, back and she pays me
    Whip the ghost like I’m bringing back slavery
    Mr. L.A. I just caught a lick
    Dug it out the mud like a forklift
    I’m with some balling ass Bloods, some cold Crips
    Don’t get dragged out the club like a coat, bitch
    I turn L.A. into Antarctica
    The nigga switched on me it’s like an audible
    Dodging a fiend it ain’t affordable
    My pull up game came with a urinal
    Extendo for certain
    Forties with the thirties like it’s Harlems on Vernon
    Man ’cause niggas up in L.A. barbies
    Rappers want me get some help and sell their merch

    [Hook: Nipsey Hussle & RJ]
    Ridin ’round, out of bounds
    40 cal, 30 rounds
    You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling
    My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
    Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
    They see that we winning
    Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
    They see that we winning

    [Outro]
    So I give this girl a compliment the other day, you know, one of the those "you’re beautiful". And she gon say "Thank you" and walk away. I say, "Bitch, hold on a second, lemme talk to you. I don’t know who be complimenting you, but a thank you ain’t enough for me? Cause I don’t be just giving out compliments on the street to strangers like that. So I’ma need you, err-re-err, rewind that and add, uh, "I appreciate that" proceeding by a compliment directed towards me. Bitch, cause I look good too, motherfucker I deserve a compliment all too. Fuck you talking ’bout with a just "Thank you"? How you just gonna give me a thank you? Like, uh, like, like, like, like, like, like, this is just like, like, like, like, like a, like a, like a, like, like a, like a, like, like, what the, what? A thank you and that’s it? C’mon girl, you got me fucked up. You got me all the way fucked up


  • DJ Mustard – Ridin’ Around (feat. Nipsey Hussle & Rj) (Cold Summer Album) letras

    [Intro: RJ]
    Never gonna love no broke ass bitch, woah
    Mustard on the beat, ho!

    [Hook: Nipsey Hussle & RJ]
    Ridin ’round, out of bounds, 40 cal, 30 rounds
    You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling
    My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
    Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
    They see that we winning
    Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
    They see that we winning

    [Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
    Came to get money pat on my back cause I did it
    I pull up in foreign blowing smoke through the ceiling
    You make it from nothing such a wonderful feeling
    My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
    My cars go fast, my pockets is fat
    I take your bitch and we go shopping at Sachs
    I’m a popular mack, never stop for them rats
    Flipped a lot of them racks while I fuck with this rap
    Nigga hustling back so they stuck in the set
    Playing Russian Roulette, me I’m puffing the best
    I’m a fucking exec, money, power, respect
    All my weapons is fresh, on the west I’m a rep
    I’m the fucking connect, I could cut you a check
    I could put you in the game and let you hustle the rest
    I got a lust for success, you know it come with the stress
    So we party every night, what the fuck you expect?

    [Hook: Nipsey Hussle & RJ]
    Ridin ’round, out of bounds, 40 cal, 30 rounds
    You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling
    My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
    Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
    They see that we winning
    Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
    They see that we winning

    [Verse 2: RJ]
    Never gon’ love no broke ass bitch
    Never one broke bitch gone change me
    Mister Right Back, back and she pays me
    Whip the ghost like I’m bringing back slavery
    Mister LA I just caught a lick
    Dug it out the mud like a forklift
    I’m with some balling ass bloods, some cold crips
    Don’t get dragged out the club like a coat, bitch
    I turn LA into Antarctica
    The nigga switched on me it’s like an audible
    Dodging the feds it ain’t affordable
    My pull up game came with a urinal
    Extendo for certain
    Forties with the thirties like it’s Harlems on Vernon
    Man ’cause niggas up in LA barbies
    Rappers want me get some help and sell their merch

    [Hook: Nipsey Hussle & RJ]
    Ridin ’round, out of bounds, 40 cal, 30 rounds
    You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling
    My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
    Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
    They see that we winning
    Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
    They see that we winning