Welcome Home lyrics

[Intro]
Bongo By The Way

[Verse 1: The Game]
I wake up every mornin' on the same sh*t
I smoke my wood to the roach, like I ain't rich
n*ggas I used to hang with, is still gang, gang with
Lamborghini outside but, n*gga, that won't change sh*t
Same n*gga that gave you classic after classic
Could still chop rock and zip it, plastic after plastic
Why you think Dr. Dre don't take me on them yachts with 'em?
Whisperin' to Snoop, "This n*gga probably got a Glock with 'em," facts
Smoke comin' out the ‘Rari hood
n*gga, I could f*ck Nicki if Safaree could
Motivation for all my n*ggas that's watchin'
All my n*ggas from Watts and South Central and Compton
I wish you could've been a fly on the wall in my dope spot
Leanin' with it tucked in my drawers and I hope not
'Cause doin' 25 to life is a roadblock
Welcome to my last album, Nip, time to close shop

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Twenty million dollars actin' broke, n*gga (Broke, n*gga)
All you n*ggas sleep, stay woke, n*gga (Work, n*gga)
All my n*ggas came up sellin' dope, n*gga (Dope, n*gga)
Why the f*ck you think they call us dope n*ggas?
Broken home, broken dreams, no hope, n*gga (No hope, n*gga)
Why the f*ck you think we sellin' dope, n*ggas? (Dope, n*ggas)
This for all my dawgs and my locs', n*gga (Locs', n*gga)
Gotta get our neck up out these ropes, n*gga (Ropes, n*gga)
[Verse 2: The Game]
Fire to the spoon put you on the moon
Make America Great Again? You a f*ckin' coon
And you n*ggas wonder why I'm unenthused?
'Cause hard bottoms trump runnin' shoes
And the less you know, the longer you live
And the more you know, they tappin' your crib
My n*ggas that say they got shot and actually did
Who never thought what happened to Pac would happen to B.I.G?
What happened to L, what happened to Proof, and Jam Jay though?
Hip-hop'll lean on you, R.I.P. to Fredo
Young n*ggas stay woke, old n*ggas stay woke
It's rainin' hollow tips, I'm drippin' in this Gucci raincoat
Security won't pat me, n*ggas won't at me
Same n*gga that saved the West with a bald head and some khakis
Watchin' Kendrick show while Top Dawg dap me
This my last album, muhf*cker, I hope you happy

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Twenty million dollars actin' broke, n*gga (Broke, n*gga)
All you n*ggas sleep, stay woke, n*gga (Work, n*gga)
All my n*ggas came up sellin' dope, n*gga (Dope, n*gga)
Why the f*ck you think they call us dope n*ggas?
Broken home, broken dreams, no hope, n*gga (No hope, n*gga)
Why the f*ck you think we sellin' dope, n*ggas? (Dope, n*ggas)
This for all my dawgs and my locs', n*gga (Locs', n*gga)
Gotta get our neck up out these ropes, n*gga (Ropes, n*gga)
[Interlude: Nipsey Hussle]
This sh*t's over
Say this your last sh*t, I don't believe you, Chuck
I remember L.A.X., n*gga
Bring that beat back for me though, I gotta say somethin'
Yeah, Chuck, what up?

[Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle]
I was like, 'f*ck rap music', I'm gon' rob me a bank
Starvin' artists ain't my style, that sh*t'll drive me insane
Gave my mind to these millions and my heart to the game
Probably die up in these streets but I survive through my name
Every n*gga 'round me killers and I doubt it'd change
If the police get behind us, we go out with a bang
Early 2000s, Murder Inc. was a shame
We was sayin' bullets got no names
n*gga we was charismatic on these corners like 2Pac on stage
But, f*ck a dream if it's not gon' pay
You feel me?
White Sox hat with my Glock on waist
Couldn't tell me I was not O'Shea
Posted at the Quick 'N Split, don't get caught on tape
'Cause they put them cameras up since they shot Quinn Shay
Chuck, I remember your white Range
Slauson Ave., ran up on you, gave you my mixtape
Now
[Chorus: The Game]
Twenty million dollars actin' broke, n*gga
All you n*ggas sleep, stay woke, n*gga
All my n*ggas came up sellin' dope, n*gga
Why the f*ck you think they call us dope n*gga?
Broken home, broken dreams, no hope, n*gga
Why the f*ck you think we sellin' dope, n*gga?
This for all my dawgs and my locs', n*gga
Gotta get our neck up out these ropes, n*gga