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Artist: Stalley f/ Nipsey Hussle
Album:  Ohio
Song:   What It Be Like
Typed by:, Stalley

[Chorus: Stalley]
Heh, what it be like?
Niggaz ain't fly like me like
All this yellow on my neck Chuck E. Cheese bright
Candy Jack, could you please stuff my peace pipe?
What, what, what it be like?
If a nigga act up, got the piece, right?
On the small, on my back, tucked in these nights
Speedin through the city under street lights

What, what it be like?
Michael Jordan 3s' or the three stripes
Dodgin hatin-ass niggaz and police lights
Only mess with OGs', hoes be the freak type
Only shoot craps, don't do the three dice
And we Vegas, Mayweather ringside
Got 100K large in my Levi's
Stay with the paper like a nigga slingin bean pies
How you do that? Well, it's easy though
I just let 'em watch like a TV show
And this bad fox with me, yeah she speak-en fo'
And this long fox, drag it down to the flo'
I’m a pimp, yeah, I speak the code
I be highed up, but I keep it low
Profile, Profile tires on the Beamer yo
Dope boy, dope style, no miles on this hoe~!


What it be like?
BCG, we Supreme Team like
All these other fake crews get the green light
Life's a dream, stack my cream to Akeem height
Chunks of gold on my neck, so Akeem like
Rose petals when I step, live the king life, sweet life
If a nigga trying to stop it, then I swing knife
Left, right - put him at a halt like a stoplight
Matter fact, stop life...
Tryin to touch what I'm earnin, then I'm clutchin the burner
and I'ma pop mine...
I got my team on my neck, it's loyalty and respect
See, I'm about mine...
Outwork a nigga 'til it's clock time
Get yours, don't clock mine
I'm at the jeweler, all gold clock buyin
But the prettiest watch can't even stop time


[Nipsey Hussle]
What it see like?
Live from the city of the three strikes
Offer terrible advice but it seem right
When you're stickin to the script, fuck a rewrite
Right, right, what it see like?
Make a tail shoot a box, catch a cheap flight
He got married to the game, he don't need rice
Sold his soul to the streets, he don't need Christ
Right? Right? But what it see like?
All these rats in this race for a cheese slice
Need to pass on the safe for at least like
Six digits and his niggaz ain't gon' eat right
Right, right), but what it see like?
Flat broke, got him feeling he don't need life
Split screen, to the left is police lights
To the right, visualizin his dream life
Right, right, but what it see like?
He gon' have to be willin to leave life
Half his blood on the cross like he Jes' Christ
All the love that he lost, that's a cheap price
Right? Right, but what it see like?
Niggaz can't shine like these lights
Cause niggaz ain't grind like Key, right
But shit ain't even always what it seem, right? Right? Right


What it be like?
(What it see like?)
What it be like?