Nipsey Hussle August 15 1985-March 31 2019

The True HD

Billionaire
Joined
Oct 13, 2014
Messages
1,032
Reputation
712
Daps
4,723
Reppin
Ft. Loudy | 🇯🇲
My boy, the tank I made when you passed that I danced in, had it on a few times recently and stepped in those situations in Power.

Reading "No Excuses" by Brian Tracy and one of the exercises at the end of this chapter asks us to list people Dead or Alive that we most admire and describe 1 quality that we respect.

I respect how from the jump you had a mind of your own, I always replay that Hard Knock TV interview where you had breh taken back with your response of buying assets instead of liabilities.... then I see a young Jay Rock and K. Dot walk by, pointing to the time when y'all was all on the come up.... always droppin that game in the music of being independent and keeping your Intellectual Property & Ownership, always being a stand up guy in interviews.

Can only imagine what level you'd be on 5 years later with the power of the Net & vision from all the plans you had... Sam holdin you down, got the rooftop Marathon spot which I def plan to check out when I hit LA. Still coppin pieces off the site every now n then... I wasn't even 2 when Pac passed, I was grown when you did so it resonates more with me having seen your climb and come up. The Marathon Continues, I made a new wave out of the TMC acronym to ensure my financial freedom, longevity, and protection of ideas so it's TMC till the death of me....

Fly High King

 
Last edited:

Abraxus

All Star
Joined
Nov 11, 2017
Messages
2,588
Reputation
360
Daps
5,341
RIP Dog. Ol p*ssy ass nikka couldnt whup you so he had to shoot you.



Lyrics

Late night nikkas at the Shell deep
Bird out, gang signs, to the pale beast
Big guns, long clips and they well grease
Black woman on my 20 dollar bill crease
Head shot, man down in the ville, sheesh
Enemies, M.C.'s will get swiss cheesed
Double back, 10 minutes made a big scene
Bullets start flying by a nikka, that's a sick breeze
While I'm here, take a pic please
You know legends die young, rest in peace Prince and Pimp C

From the block to the big leagues self-made millionaire, white America ain't pimp me
Don't tell me that it's skin deep
Don't tell me that I'm tripping only listening to my instincts
Step back for the increase
Hussle ain't got it mapped out dough the feeling

Perico
Late night nikkas, on 109th deep
Choppers out 'case a nikka tryna come creep
bytch tripping cause I'm always in the streets
Bag of money in the Beemer on the back seat
bytch you getting played or you playing
Broke ass nikkas always running round hating see a unknown face where you from?

Is you banging, heard your name before
You that nikka making statements
So Way Out got gang of nikkas in the cut pointing red dots
Lil skinny ass nikka calling all shots
They said the snitches tryna get a nikka knocked off
fukk all cops, to a million dollar spot when I slide off
Chuck the deuce in the G when I ride off
All luxury shyt for a young boss
 
Top