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"Grams & Goldchains" is a track by Nipsey Hussle, from the album Slauson Boy, Vol. 1, released 13th December 2005. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro: Nipsey Hussle, Kid] Fatass kids Uncle Nipsey What? Can you tell us a bedtime story? A bedtime story? Please? Shit alright alright Now listen up, y'all lay down Uh, it was Saturday night Here we go [Chorus] Off the roof, cliqué, I see thangs Then I spit it, like "What did he say?" Styles I display, you need pay? My gold is grams and gold chains We ride on leather and chrome thangs Blowin' smoke down my blown brain (What did he say?) I said "My gold is grams and gold chains Blowin' smoke down my blown brain" (What did he say?) And we ridin' off leather and chrome thangs Speedin' past you in the slow lane [Verse 1] Okay, I hopped on the 105 Westbound Comin' for watch, takin' my ex down Headed toward the hood for my next round It was a Saturday night Feelin' myself like tweetin', how I shine under street lights My beat tight, like two 12s in my trunk With my seat back under black tint and a blunt in my mouth, finna light it Finnicky, feel excited, swerved over two lanes tryna reach for my lighter Heard sirens like... Look in the mirror, seen the deputy sheriff, a white man He was definitely starin' like... Then I hit the lane, no blinker Cut down my speakers Crack my window, all you smelt was the reefer He hopped out, walked up, asked "Was it stolen?" Asked "Was I high?" Then he asked "Was I holdin'?" I blew smoke in his face and kept rollin' [Chorus] Off the roof, cliqué, I see thangs Then I spit it, like "What did he say?" Styles I display, you need pay? My gold is grams and gold chains We ride on leather and chrome thangs Blowin' smoke down my blown brain (What did he say?) I said "My gold is grams and gold chains Blowin' smoke down my blown brain" (What did he say?) And we ridin' off leather and chrome thangs Speedin' past you in the slow lane [Verse 2] Now my foot to the floor, tryna do a buck 20 I exit on west and then she hit me 'round century like "What up?" I said "I'm busy, call me back" Just put my bottle on ice and fins this bagging up the half You backin' up that ass when I see ya Promise I'll beat it 'till ya creamin' how you goin' half on my re-up? And that's the truth, but you burnin' my boots Hung up the phone when I pass Jesse Owens Then I hit Manchester, to the left, a regal with four people all lookin' suspect They must've recognized me goin' ten I seen 'em, reach in the backseat and pull out the black heat On my right was a crash car, I'm inbetween 'em They couldn't see 'em 'till the light changed and I smashed all They had they guns on 'em and it was sig Johnny shot 'em all dead before the light turned red [Chorus] Off the roof, cliqué, I see thangs Then I spit it, like "What did he say?" Styles I display, you need pay? My gold is grams and gold chains We ride on leather and chrome thangs Blowin' smoke down my blown brain (What did he say?) I said "My gold is grams and gold chains Blowin' smoke down my blown brain" (What did he say?) And we ridin' off leather and chrome thangs Speedin' past you in the slow lane [Verse 3] Then I had to stop at the liquor store for Cognac and condoms Been hitting more bitches than Laila Ali and hardly on the low, my hoes they know Same block, different dope, let the game unfold Took a left on gage, then spray Issey Miyake My shit smellin' like hot cock and cold sachis Let's play in the game sloppy, my mexican mami call me papi Tattoo my name on her right besquat me She say she love me, that she got me But if she ever caught me cheatin', she'd pop me and my fifi And pop pills 'till she sleepy Say she got chills when she see me, for real, that kinda creep me Then I pulled up and I seen her, her spaced out demeanor Holdin' a tape player and a nina, she had my dates on tape and cold game Put the nina to my noggin, blew smoke out my blown brains [Chorus] Off the roof, cliqué, I see thangs Then I spit it, like "What did he say?" Styles I display, you need pay? My gold is grams and gold chains We ride on leather and chrome thangs Blowin' smoke down my blown brain (What did he say?) I said "My gold is grams and gold chains Blowin' smoke down my blown brain" (What did he say?) And we ridin' off leather and chrome thangs Speedin' past you in the slow lane Off the roof, cliqué, I see thangs Then I spit it, like "What did he say?" Styles I display, you need pay? My gold is grams and gold chains We ride on leather and chrome thangs Blowin' smoke down my blown brain (What did he say?) I said "My gold is grams and gold chains Blowin' smoke down my blown brain" (What did he say?) And we ridin' off leather and chrome thangs Speedin' past you in the slow lane Off the roof, cliqué, I see thangs Then I spit it, like "What did he say?" Styles I display, you need pay? My gold is grams and gold chains We ride on leather and chrome thangs Blowin' smoke down my blown brain (What did he say?) I said "My gold is grams and gold chains Blowin' smoke down my blown brain" (What did he say?) And we ridin' off leather and chrome thangs Speedin' past you in the slow lane [Outro: Kid] Uncle Nipsey? Are you okay?
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