Gotta Take It Nipsey Hussle (Ft. Lloyd & Tasleema)

[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 nigga, it's me and my brodies
My niggas 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