Makin Them Swerves (Explicit)

Makin Them Swerves (Explicit) - Nipsey Hussle

Lyrics by：Nipsey Hussle

Composed by：Nipsey Hussle

Brand new Nipsey

Track by RStylez

Ay ay ay Nipsey we in the building my n***a

Slauson Boy Records

Ha ha right

Ay ay my n***a look check this out homie

Stop blowin' up my muthaf**kin' phone 'cuz

A n***a ain't gon' get there no quicker you feel me

My n***a I be makin' them swerves

I do my thang quick to switchin' lanes

These n***as man they get on my nerves

Always call me back say they need a sack

So n***a I be makin' them swerves

I do my thang switchin' lanes

These n***as man they get on my nerves

Blowin' up my phone they need the zones

So n***a I be makin' them swerves

Look I stay on the grind

That's why you see me on the

BG I stay on the dime

I stash money out of sight but it stay on my mind

Sells blowin' up my phone so I stay on my line

I see these dumb n***as chasin' sales down the block

F**kin' young n***as takin' mark money from the cops

Every day I hit the turf

I'm like just come through

Servin' quarters to the homies in the luxury coupe

I sip the Veuv and eat cake

And blow the kush through the roof

And play cat and mouse with Crash

Cops you know how we do

Stay off the radar I dipped on Johnny in the Regal

Cracked a fat b***h the next day I took her Geo

Green on green tint with Betty Boop in her window

Same block same cop they drove right past a n***a

I'm smarter than the average n***a from your set

Nip Hussle muthaf**ka I got traps to check

My n***a I be makin' them swerves

I do my thang quick to switchin' lanes

These n***as man they get on my nerves

Always call me back say they need a sack

So n***a I be makin' them swerves

I do my thang quick to switchin' lanes

These n***as man they get on my nerves

Blowin' up my phone they need the zones

So n***a I be makin' them swerves

I got a quota every day

I wear the same Dickies short

But stay with the fresh J's

Little hoodrat b***h so I stay with the fresh braids

Keep a spot on the block to tuck when the feds raid

My network on the turf it's like the mob

When I pull up on my block

All my workers on they job

I give 'em their work they give me my cash Cool

They pay for a seven I throw 'em a half

I'm tryna connects on the herd and spread like a rash

'Cause I heard in DC it's 500 a half

That's a thousand a whole

F**k it I'll be out in the cold

And cook the quarters on a portable stove my n***a

No you don't live like this

You ain't never hit a lick and shook town for the flip

You never called UPS to track the package you sent

You never broke the bricks in a Motel 6 my n***a

My n***a I be makin' them swerves

I do my thang quick to switchin' lanes

These n***as man they get on my nerves

Always call me back say they need a sack

So n***a I be makin' them swerves

I do my thang quick to switchin' lanes

These n***as man they get on my nerves

Blowin' up my phone they need the zones

So n***a I be makin' them swerves

Why they sold bounce and grind motion

Cop before the cal backed and hopped out the G ride

Socked out n***as you thought was real killers

That Crenshaw summer school Thunderdome in the village

Back in them days when Rack Capone knocked out Zay

And Nip Hussle had to pardon his fade

When robbin' n***as was the way that we ate

That check cashing sock a n***a ripped his

Pockets then shake

And Wet be my blue cuddie and that chrome 380

Young n***as havin' money tuckin' thousands daily

Johnny was on us rough pulled me over on a dime

A quarter in my a*s with a pocket full of cash

I had some Dickies shorts on cop told me spread my feet

That's when a n***a like me thank God for briefs

Enough of that though I'm outta here I had a long day

I'm finna shake 'cuz and go do what the song say

My n***a I be makin' them swerves