Victory lap chords by Nipsey Hussle
Verse 1
Em
Woah oh,
C
Em
Eaug
woah oh, woah oh
E
C
Like the beginning of "Mean
Em
Streets" (oh)
Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
Bm
Like the beginning of "Mean
Em
Streets"
Verse 2
C
I'm prolific, so gifted
C#dim
C
I'm the type that's gon' go get it,
no kidding
Em
Breaking down a Swisher in front
of yo' building
Sitting on the steps feeling
C
no feelings
C#dim
C
Last night, it was cold killing
Em
You gotta keep the devil in his hole, nigga
But you know how it go, nigga
I'm front line every time
C
it's on, nigga
Hunnit proof flow, run and shoot pro
458 drop, playing Bullet Proof Soul
Em
Every few shows I just buy
some new gold
Circle got smaller,
everybody can't go
C
Downtown diamond district, jewelers like
C#dim
"Yo, Hussle holler at me, I
C
got Cubans on the low"
Em
Flew to Cancun, smoking
Cubans on the boat
And docked at Tulum just to smoke
C
C#dim
Look, listening to music
at the Mayan Ruins
C
True devotion on the bluest ocean,
Em
cruising
My cultural influence even rival Lucien
C
I'm integrated vertically,
y'all niggas blew it
They tell me, "Hussle dumb it down,
you might confuse 'em"
This ain't that weirdo rap
Em
y'all motherfuckers used to
C
Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
I'm a urban legend,
C#dim
C
South Central in a certain section
C#dim
Can't express how
C
I curbed detectives
Em
Guess it's,
evidence of a divine presence
Blessings,
help me out at times I seem reckless
C
C#dim
F it, he got a L, but got an E for effort
C
C#dim
C
Stretched it, dropped him off in the Mojave desert,
Em
then left him
Ain't no answer to
these trick questions
Money making Nip,
C
straighten out my jewelry on my bitch dresser
Well known, flick up and jail pose
C#dim
Snatching champagne bottles
C
from Ricos 'til T show
Em
Whatever, nigga,
we playing chess not checkers, nigga
Thirty- eight special for you clever niggas
C
C#dim
See bro, if you ain't live and die
by the street codes
Been through all these motions,
C
Em
up and down like a seesaw
I can never view you as my equal
Fuck I want to hear your CD
D
C
for?
Verse 3
C
(Woah) like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
Like the beginning of "Mean
Em
Streets"
(Woah) like the beginning
of "Mean Streets"
Like the beginning of "Mean
Streets"
C
(Woah) like the beginning
of "Mean Streets"
Like the beginning of "Mean
Streets"
Em
(We gotta make it) like
the beginning of "Mean Streets"
Verse 4
D
C
Yeah, look
I'm finna take it there
C#dim
This time around I'ma make it clear
C
C#dim
Spoke some things into
C
the universe and they appeared
Em
I say it's worth it, I won't say it's fair
Find your purpose or you wasting air
C
Fuck it though, y'all niggas scared
Eyes opened, I can see
it clear
They don't make 'em bar none
They don't make 'em real
Em
They don't make it where I'm from
They don't take it here
They don't see in due time,
C
I be making mil's
Bossed up in this game,
I been making deals
C#dim
Get your lawyer on the phone,
we can make it real
C
Em
I got checks and balance
I flex dramatic, other fifty on my neck,
just my reckless habit
C
Ain't no pussy on my rep,
disrespect a savage
C#dim
I make one phone call and
C
the rest get handled
Em
This just another front step
with candles
D
Lil' message from the set,
G
D
we accept your challenge
Verse 5
C
Em
Woah oh, woah oh,
C
woah oh
Em
Woah, woah
C
We can
Yeah we gotta
Em
We gotta make
Bm
C
Oh, we gotta make it
Em
We gotta make it
Victory Lap
Victory lap
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