Lyrics Nipsey Hussle

Nipsey Hussle

Gotta Take It

And new money out

Scram Jones

Yeah, Hussle in the house

Yeah-yeah-yeah, what

Uh

Never let 'em knock you out your grind

Even if they 'bout to take your life

You made it through the darkest, you're the light

Now the world is yours

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

Look, look

Lil Dickies, black Cutlass, and a gold Rollie

Us against the world, nigga, it's me and my brodies

My niggas gangbang, move dope

Expect to grow up 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-site

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 Patrón

As we overlook the city from the renaissance

Poppin' champagne, spill it like it's

Never let 'em knock you out your grind

Even if they 'bout to take your life

You made it through the darkest, you're the light

Now the world is yours

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

My mama drive an S-5, 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 Aggasi just to make my mark annually

Now run 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 niggas mad at me

I paid the to be the boss, not half the fee

Nigga, 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

Made a rap dollar off this 'cause I'm a

Never let 'em knock you out your grind

Even if they 'bout to take your life

You made it through the darkest, you're the light

Now the world is yours

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

I'm a gangbanger with a record deal

Fresh out the out the county jail, worth a couple mils

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 nigga and do me like Mossberg

For that exact same reason, I get off first

And keep a long clip, somethin' with a strong burst

To back a bitch nigga up like, "Yup"

Like bike, loud clap, bright light, night-night

Nigga, it's Slauson Av' in this motherfucker

Hussle, Hussle, look

Never let 'em knock you out your grind

Even if they 'bout to take your life

You made it through the darkest, you're the light

Now the world is yours

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

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