[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
Yeah
So motherfucking hood
It's your uncle Snoop D O Double G
Oh weee
You know how we do it on the west coast
West west yo, diggy diggy diggy diggit yo

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
It's got a hold on me
The streets won't let me go
I'm in love
It takes it's toll on me
When I try to leave it alone
I can't say no to the gangsta's life
Gotta live a gangstas life
Gangstas life [x2]

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, what's up motherfuckers it's ya boy Nipsey Hussle
The neighbor banger that'll make the dope double
Block duck a cop cause yeah I'm all that
I made it out of haters try to see me fall back
I was once told that everything glittering is not gold
And money over bitches is the motto
Still some of these suckers think I owe him a dollar or a dime
I'm a product of my grind, fuck is on your mind
When you talk I don't listen cause a lot of n***as lie
Rule 1 gotta get gotta flip gotta find your position while you in a south central state of mind
Another Nip Hussle you will never find
Take a look into my eyes see I forever shine
They should'nt showed me that, true n***as shouldn't have told me that
The streets they know they homies they always try to hold me back
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
It's got a hold on me
The streets won't let me go
I'm in love
It takes it's toll on me
When I try to leave it alone
I can't say no to the gangsta's life
Gotta live a gangstas life
Gangstas life [x2]

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Give me a pen and a pad plus some Gin and a half
Put the clip in the mag, put the zip in the bag
Eastside rollin in an 6 deuce rag
Don't be slippin, cripping, we will get you fast
Streets be calling, see sawing
Never stalling, you hauling
Play calling, freefalling
Say it with me nephew, we balling
Get a zone, hit it, hit it get it on
Yes indeed the capital S-N Double O-P
Bin doing doing this gangsta shit since 83
Back in the LBC
Check my fouls n***a check my pedigree
Next to homie big D, n***a letter C
Another Snoop Dogg there will never be
Take my eyes have a look and you will never see
You should'nt have showed me that
You n***a's shouldn't have told me that
The streets they know they homies they always try to hold me back
[Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, Look
I got 20 thousand dollars in my blue dickie pockets
Up at Fox Hill shoppin' rolex same tocking or ticking
They slipping we different bitches
6 0’s on my checks and the Crenshaw district
On lock, won't stop, big chain, big watch
Big rims, 3 piece leather seats, no top
Come through the block drive slow
Don't stop, n***as whisper don't talk
Cause they know they get by
From the bottom to the top
I done told ya n***a
Self made getting paid like I'm supposed to n***a
Now the hating is contagious and the only prescription is to load up a clip and give the n***a the business
It happens everyday just for instance
No weapons and no witness that means no conviction
While I'm mixing my patrone in my kitchen
Reminiscing before I make my transition
HUSSLE

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
It's got a hold on me
The streets won't let me go
I'm in love
It takes it's toll on me
When I try to leave it alone
I can't say no to the gangsta's life
Gotta live a gangstas life
Gangstas life [x2]