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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Nipsey Hussle
Вокал
Christopher Brown
Программирование
Roger "Point Guard" Butler
Программирование
Mike & Keys
Программирование
Rance
Программирование
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Christopher Brown
Автор песен
Ermias Asghedom
Автор песен
John Groover
Автор песен
Keenan Jackson
Автор песен
Larrance Dopson
Автор песен
Michael Cox, Jr.
Автор песен
Zairyus Jackson
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Nipsey Hussle
Исполнительный продюсер
Christopher Brown
Продюсер
Kacey Khalil
Дополнительный продюсер
Ethan Stevens
Дополнительный инженер
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Tyler Page
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Garnett "G" Flynn
Инженер
Adam Aderbraun
Исполнительный продюсер
Diddy
Исполнительный продюсер
Samiel Asgehdom
Исполнительный продюсер
Stephen Donelson
Исполнительный продюсер
Steven “Steve-O” Carless
Исполнительный продюсер
Dave Kutch
Мастеринг-инженер
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Миксинг-инженер
Mike & Keys
Продюсер
Rance
Продюсер
Слова
[Chorus]
Last time that I checked
It was five chains on my neck
It was no smut on my rep
Last time that I checked (Checked)
I was sellin' zones in the set (Zones up in the set)
Make a quarter mil' no sweat
Last time that I checked
I'm the streets' voice out West
Legendary, self-made progress
Last time that I checked (Checked)
First, you get the money, then respect
Then the power and the hoes come next
Last time that I checked (Checked)
[Verse 1]
I been self-made from the dribble
I was been sayin' I'ma kill em, look
Playing no games with you ****
Pop clutch, switch lanes on you ****, look
I laid down the game for you ****
Taught you how to charge more than what they paid for you ****
Own the whole thing for you ****
Reinvest, double up, then explain for you ****
It gotta be love, who run the city? It gotta be cuz
This for the pieces I took off the Monopoly board
And y'all ****' false claims, it gotta be fraud
Just keep the hood up out your mouth or you gotta be charged
I doubled up, tripled up, ****, what?
Banged on the whole game, I ain't give a fuck
Nobody trippin', handled business, got my digits up
And when I drop, you know I'm 'bout to fuck the city up
[Chorus]
Last time that I checked
It was five chains on my neck
It was no smut on my rep
Last time that I checked (Checked)
I was sellin' zones in the set (Zones up in the set)
Make a quarter mil' no sweat
Last time that I checked
I'm the streets' voice out West
Legendary, self-made progress
Last time that I checked (Checked)
First, you get the money, then respect
Then the power and the hoes come next
Last time that I checked (Checked)
[Verse 2]
And I come through fly (Check), no cosign
I ain't need radio to do mine, I done fine
And I take my time (Check), and take my tribe
Every level that I crossed in this game like state lines
It was visionary, either I'm genius or you **** scary
Maybe it's both, and this balance I deliver daily
For every **** in these streets tryna feed the babies
The single mamas working hard not to miss a payment
And dirty money get washed on royalty statements
Black owners in this game of powerful racists
Young **** in the set that's doing it makeshift
Out the garage is how you end up in charge
That's how you end up in penthouses, end up in cars
That's how you start off a curb-server, end up a boss
That's how you win the whole thing and lift up a cigar
With sweat dripping down your face 'cause the mission was hard
[Chorus]
Last time that I checked
It was five chains on my neck
It was no smut on my rep
Last time that I checked (Checked)
I was sellin' zones in the set (Zones up in the set)
Make a quarter mil' no sweat
Last time that I checked
I'm the streets' voice out West
Legendary, self-made progress
Last time that I checked (Checked)
First, you get the money, then respect
Then the power and the hoes come next (Uh-oh)
Last time that I checked (Checked)
[Verse 3]
I got the front end and the back
We on the way and that's a fact (Facts, ****)
This real, this ain't rap
Where everybody wanna act pro-Black (They don't really wanna fuck with us)
The last lie you heard, this ain't that
This that I done made it out the gutter shit
Nip told you, "Fuck the middleman," I told you, "Fuck a bitch"
Fuck wearing they clothes, I wear my own shit
Y'all can own y'all label, I own my own, bitch
Ayy, Nip, I remember all that game you throwed me
Don't fuck around and get played by these label owners
Talk that shit to these ****, Adrien Broner
But secure the win, though, don't let that game fold you
'Cause when it's game over, it's really game over
And all they do is play the game 'til this game over
And you be giving game like a big brother
Mission, never let 'em take it from us, no
[Chorus]
Last time that I checked
It was five chains on my neck
It was no smut on my rep
Last time that I checked (Checked)
I was sellin' zones in the set (Zones up in the set)
Make a quarter mil' no sweat
Last time that I checked
I'm the streets' voice out West
Legendary, self-made progress
Last time that I checked (Checked)
First, you get the money, then respect
Then the power and the hoes come next
Last time that I checked
Written by: Christopher Brown, Ermias Asghedom, John Groover, Keenan Jackson, Larrance Dopson, Michael Cox, Michael Cox, Jr., Zairyus Jackson

