Gotta Take It

(albüm: Bullets Ain't Got No Name, Vol. 3 - 2009)

[Taslema:]
And new money out
Scram Jones
Yeah, Hussle in the house
Yeah-yeah-yeah, what
Uh

[Lloyd:]
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

[Nipsey Hussle:]
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 doing life
The dead and gone so why we're here, we getting head in zone
Presidential suite, kush weed, and [?] Patrón
As we overlook the city from the renaissance
Popping champagne, spill it like it's [?]

[Lloyd:]
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

[Nipsey Hussle:]
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 willing, 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 harassing me
I'm young and popping 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

[Lloyd:]
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

[Nipsey Hussle:]
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, something 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

[Lloyd:]
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