Nipsey Hussle - More or Less
off the DJ Drama Presents Crewshaw mixtape 
http://www.datpiff.com/Nipsey-Hussle-Crenshaw-mixtape.532448.html

Produced by: K. Fogah & R. Miranda for Soundsmith Productions

Crenshaw

Available on iTunes

Nipsey Hussle - More Or Less (Prod By @soundsmithbeats)

Mailbox Money

Be Here For A While feat. Vernardo

Bullets Ain't Got No Name, Vol. 2

Interlude, Pt. 2

Blacc Ice

Onetake Freestyle, Pt. 2

CAROLINA WAV

Part II enters the forbidden after-hours zone of Bell Labs — the seductive, humming corridors where pressure builds and the spiral starts to breathe.

A glassy descent, neurobass swelling like reactor lungs, and rap verses delivered with coded swagger. The machinery listens. The corridors respond. The Quiet Explosion evolves into temptation.

Fully Red In pushes Bell Labs into its mythic phase — part trap confession, part scientific seduction, part classified transmission. The deeper you go, the more the spiral remembers your name.

The Bell Labs recordings are now complete. 

YT: Fullyredin
Spotify: Fully Red In
TikTok: FulyRedIn
#FullyRedIn #BellLabs #BellLabsPart2 #QuietExplosion #IndustrialHybrid #Neurobass

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Bell Labs Part II: The Quiet Explosion Spiral (ft. Katya Vale and V. Vyre)

Lyrics:

Yeah, aye, yeah
Just like rain, sleet, snow, aye
Romantic shit I fuck her under mistletoe yea

I'm riding round she blowin' my phone I let it ring
And shawty I can't make no promise, diamonds on my pinky ring
You know I'm married to the money, I just bling bling my chains
Walk in presidential today I'm wearin' slacks and not no jeans

All this shit the same, just like rain, sleet, snow
Still remember walkin' down that road on my fuckin' own
Hit the road, Durango with my fucking bros
Tryna get to it everyday and rock out every show

Had to boost my overall nigga, get up in my glo
And you can try to force my hand but nigga I ain't gon' never show
Make my move and get the loot nigga, then I hit the door
Got some Nola grammar nigga, ain't no four bitch its "fo"

Droppin' that bag don't gotta slide we get shit knocked off
I'm in a telly with my twin nem' getting topped off
Heard this lil' hoe fuck with me she calling me her big dog
Hoe I'm tryna fuck I told that lil' bitch, take that dress off

I'm sippin' nun but lean, Glock this bitch came with a beam
Shoot a nigga shoulder with the stick make sure that nigga lean
Ask me how I'm comin', nigga stupid, fuck you and your team
Bitch, I'm sippin', alright, come on

I might swerve this bitch around in traffic, SRT it go the fastest
When I started gettin' cheese they asked Lasevv, "boy what happened?"
Stump the gas its catching traction, hoes wan fuck me I'm a magnet
When I'm outside gettin' money most of these lil' niggas nappin'

These niggas stupid I'm getting cheese these niggas dumb as fuck
I'm young and turnt for real I'm type nigga to go run it up
You type nigga get that cheese, type nigga to go fuck it up
I'm type nigga bounce out on your block tryna come fuck some up

Bro drop that window with 25 a leave your shit on peace
Run down with this chop bro swing the door, and then they get on feet
Playin' with them hoes we play with poles, nigga, don't play with me
Niggas say he need a feature told his dumbass this ain't free
Probably leave a nigga gushy, jump out cars and blow my blick
Think this shit a game we outside, alright
I can't even get a nigga too much, man
Uh, uh, uh, ayy

I hit the casino nigga, jewelry in the air
She like boy you think you all that, I'm Prince of Bel-Air
I stab you in the back if I have to nigga I ain't gon' play it fair
I treat you like the enemy, I'm killin' shit like cocaine bear
Yeah roll this wood, smoke this gas take a big ass puff
Nigga, I treat my pockets like my backwoods nigga cause I keep em' stuffed
You can see it in my face that Ion give no fuck
And nigga I'ma leave you where you at boy ain't no runnin' up

Uh, this shit like rain, sleet, snow
I ain't gon' throw them bands ima ice her out, leave that lil' hoe froze, yea
Under mistletoe it ain't no question that she go
And all I can say is sorry if it happens to be your hoe

$tylez & Lasevv - Rain, $leet, $now

U See Us (Prod by Mike Free)

Nipsey Hussle + Bino Rideaux "None Of This" (Produced by Mike&Keys)

Onetake Freestyle, Pt. 2

Nipsey Hussle

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