[Verse One]

[Verse One]
Look I'm comin straight out of Slauson, a crazy [bad word] name Nipsey!!!
I'm turfed up cause I grew up in the Sixties!
Caution! To you rap niggas try and diss me!
 I go hard that's why yo' [bad word] wanna flip me
Big guns niggas turn rivals into rosaries
 Extended clips I give a [bad word] who you 'posed to be
 Straight off the block I sold dope to buy groceries
 Now it's rap money no advance it's all royalties
 You broke [bad word] you could follow me
 It's [bad word] [bad word] get money keep some hollow tips logically
 And I'm from where homicide boost the economy
 Pay taxes to these corners and put in work it's a policy
 (*Hustle) It's white chalk on the corners
 It's yellow tape on the gates...........choppers up above
 That's Cuz and turnin Loc's runs the streets where I'm from

 [Hook]
 This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music
 Plus money and [bad word] that's the way that we do it
 First get 'yo grind on, then get yo' shine on
 We come through daytime with the lights on
 Now hit the fast lane, and let yo' chain swang
 You gettin dollars like a doctor but you gangbang
 Yeah! It's Hussle in the house
 Yeah! It's Hussle in the house

 [Verse Two]
 Blue rag, S-hat, gold on my neck fat
Guns case catch that, neighborhood, I rep that
 Shoot first, ask last, move work, fast cash
 {?} hurst, tip dabs, squabble if you get mad
 And in my lifetime, I seen a lot of death
 couple cold nights, it look like it was nothin left
 But God got me, so I got him tatted on my flesh
 Slauson - [bad word]  you ain't heard [bad word] yet
 Cuzzy, Cobby, Hoodsta Rob, Tiny Draws
 Dippin Stone, when he come home - then baby, we dog
 And cain't forget my big brother Black Sanchez
 young [bad word] wit a million dollar plan

 [Hook]
 This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music
 Guns money and [bad word] that's the way that we do it
 First get 'yo grind on, then get yo' shine on
 We come through daytime with the lights on
 Now hit the fast lane, and let yo' chain swang
 You gettin dollars like a doctor but you gangbang
 Yeah! It's Hussle in the house
 Yeah! It's Hussle in the house

 [Verse Three]
 I came from nothin - so did every other rapper
 Save the spectulation, real banger, gun clapper
 SILENCE! - Henny, I'll posses you with the Mac
I'll turn him into candle on the curb over blood splat
 [bad word] Rest in Peace shirts, [bad word] where ya guns at?
 Hittin been two weeks and we ain't seen no get back
 Type of [bad word] is that, yo Crippin is wack
 You ain't poppin you ain't turfed up, [bad word] - you off deck
 I promise, I'll be out helpin with the pump
 Gooned up, black hoody on, chopper in the trunk
 Ready to hop out, and do my muh [bad word] stuff
SIX-OH, [bad word]  dats wassup - HUH!

 [Hook]
 This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music
 Guns money and [bad word] that's the way that we do it
 First get 'yo grind on, then get yo' shine on
 We come through daytime with the lights on
 Now hit the fast lane, and let yo' chain swang
 You gettin dollars like a doctor but you gangbang
 Yeah! It's Hussle in the house
 Yeah! It's Hussle in the house