[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]
Hussle nigga
Slauson Ave
All money in, no money out
[Hook: June Summers]
No need to hate me, I’m supposed to be fly
You supposed to see my name up in lights
All money in, no money out that’s my life
Since you’d rather hate than show me love
[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
I started on the block, then I rose to the top
Took some dollars out my stash, then I froze up my watch
These niggas got the nerve to be mad ‘cause I’m poppin’
Knowin’ damn well I’m on Crenshaw and Slauson
If they want, they can holler, that’s if they want problems
But they don’t cause they frauds, I’m the truth like Iver-
Son these niggas like they fathers
I’m walkin’ out the bank, and I just made a deposit
It’s the second this week, both for a hundred-thousand
Dollars, I’m the definition of a baller
Young fresh nigga no high school diploma, no college
Still my future lookin’ brighter than the lights on my impala
I’ma dog to these bitches, I don’t kiss her, I don’t call her
I’ma kick her out tonight, and I’m not gonna miss her tomorrow
On my mama, I tell her, “Look, I got my own problems
Plus I’m married to the game and I’m all about my dollars”
Hussle nigga
Slauson Ave
All money in, no money out
[Hook: June Summers]
No need to hate me, I’m supposed to be fly
You supposed to see my name up in lights
All money in, no money out that’s my life
Since you’d rather hate than show me love
[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
I started on the block, then I rose to the top
Took some dollars out my stash, then I froze up my watch
These niggas got the nerve to be mad ‘cause I’m poppin’
Knowin’ damn well I’m on Crenshaw and Slauson
If they want, they can holler, that’s if they want problems
But they don’t cause they frauds, I’m the truth like Iver-
Son these niggas like they fathers
I’m walkin’ out the bank, and I just made a deposit
It’s the second this week, both for a hundred-thousand
Dollars, I’m the definition of a baller
Young fresh nigga no high school diploma, no college
Still my future lookin’ brighter than the lights on my impala
I’ma dog to these bitches, I don’t kiss her, I don’t call her
I’ma kick her out tonight, and I’m not gonna miss her tomorrow
On my mama, I tell her, “Look, I got my own problems
Plus I’m married to the game and I’m all about my dollars”
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