[Intro: Tasleema]
All Money In and no money out
Scram Jones
Yeah, Hussle in the house
Yeah-yeah-yeah, what
Uh

[Pre-Chorus: Lloyd]
Never let 'em knock you off your grind
Even if they plot to take your life
You made it through the darkest, you're the light
Now the world is yours

[Chorus: Lloyd]
So you gotta take it (You gotta take it)
If you wanna make it (You wanna make it)
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)
If you wanna make it (You wanna make it)
You gotta take it

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Listen, look
Look
Blue Dickies, black Cutlass, and a gold Rollie
Us against the world, my n***a, it's me and my brodies
My n***as gangbang, ***** move dope
Expect a war every summer like school clothes
Yeah, we smoke good, and we stay fly
Big burners on our laps when we ride by
Shoot it out in broad day 'cause it's on-sight
That South Central state of mind'll have you doin' life
The dead and gone so why we're here, we gettin' head in zone
Presidential suite, kush weed, and cafe Patrón
As we overlook the city from the Renaissance
Poppin' champagne, spill it like it's Evian
[Pre-Chorus: Lloyd]
Never let 'em knock you out your grind
Even if they plot to take your life
You made it through the darkest, you're the light
Now the world is yours

[Chorus: Lloyd]
So you gotta take it (You gotta take it)
If you wanna make it (You wanna make it)
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)
If you wanna make it (You wanna make it)
You gotta take it

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]
Alright, listen, look, look, look, my mama drive an S5, my granny drive a Jag
My big brother in the pen, I'm fresh out and that's that
Crime family, taught to stay down and rise gradually
I serve like Agassi just to make my mark annually
Now run my credit in these streets
You see my status be untouchable, hustle
No limit like Master P
And God willin', he'll forgive me 'fore he ask for me
But I'ma rich roller so a hoodster's what I had to be
Huh, and crash cops still harassin' me
I'm young and poppin' so these old n***as mad at me
I paid the cost to be the boss, not half the fee
N***a, who the next on the West? Just ask the streets
And I bet they tell you Nip Hussle
And I counted five hundred grand in a duffle
Bag with my brother and I put this on my mother
'Fore I made a rap dollar off this shit 'cause I'm a
[Pre-Chorus: Lloyd]
Never let 'em knock you out your grind
Even if they plot to take your life
You made it through the darkest, you're the light
Now the world is yours

[Chorus: Lloyd]
So you gotta take it (You gotta take it)
If you wanna make it (You wanna make it)
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)
If you wanna make it (You wanna make it)
You gotta take it

[Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle]
Alright, yes, look, look, I'm a gangbanger with a record deal
Fresh out the county jail, worth a couple mil
Ask on the West Side, my name ring bells
So many diamonds in my Rollie bezel, you can't see twelve
I see clear through the motive and your false words
Stack Bundle a n***a and do me like Mausberg
For that exact same reason, I get off first
And keep a long clip, somethin' with a strong burst
To back a bitch n***a up like, "Yup" like
Hump bike, loud clap, bright light, night-night, n***a
It's Slauson Ave. in this motherfucker
Hussle, Hussle, look
[Pre-Chorus: Lloyd]
Never let 'em knock you out your grind
Even if they plot to take your life
You made it through the darkest, you're the light
Now the world is yours

[Chorus: Lloyd]
So you gotta take it (You gotta take it)
If you wanna make it (You wanna make it)
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)
If you wanna make it (You wanna make it)
You gotta take it

[Outro: Lloyd]
You gotta take it, if you wanna make it
You gotta take it
You gotta take it, if you wanna make it
You gotta take it