[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]

Look, I'm from Westside California, they run up on ya

Ask you where you from and check yo' tats under yo' clothin'

Hustla, go hard make sure my knot swollen

Fuck it, say the wrong hood, bullets explodin'

I trust few people these days 'cause that's golden

I seen niggas get killed for who they roll with

And chose to keep inside they circle

Satan sittin' on your sofa

Same nigga that shot you was the one you used to smoke with

Cold shit, my whole clique notorious

You've heard of us, six Os is murderers

You still servin' clucks, jealous nigga, you broke as fuck

Yo bitch on my nuts, spillin' Patrón out my cup

She can't get enough, buffer me down as I puff on the finest kush

They say I be doin' too much, I just do my stuff

Yeah, I just do my stuff

Hussle, Hussle

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]

Blue laces, shell cases, we catch bodies, we don't leave no traces

Big faces, suitcases, if you ain't know, ho, we gettin' paid, bitch

Blue laces, shell cases, we catch bodies, we don't leave no traces

Big faces, suitcases, if you ain't know, ho, we gettin' paid, bitch

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]

I got Slauson on my back, Ed Hardy on my hip

Weight of the world on my shoulders, gold rollie on my wrist

Neighborhood chucks, blue checkerboard tint

Dickies saggin' off my ass, walk with a hoodsta limp

Two bricks on my white tee, same color cocaine

I ain't talkin' dope, I mean the price of my gold chain

All money in, no money out, that was my slogan

What I mean by that is stack it up and don't spend no change

I started small time, dope game, cocaine

Seven grams was thirty rocks, that was my program

The block propane, young nigga, no change

Shoot-out with no aim, so they know yo name

'Cause where yo mama paid rent, that was yo gang

So when yo homeboy bled, that was yo pain

And if y'all both catch a case, you don't say no names

That's just the code of the color of my shoe strings

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]

Blue laces, shell cases, we catch bodies, we don't leave no traces

Big faces, suitcases, if you ain't know, ho, we gettin' paid, bitch

Blue laces, shell cases, we catch bodies, we don't leave no traces

Big faces, suitcases, if you ain't know, ho, we gettin' paid, bitch

[Bridge: Goldie]

Been so many places, seen so many things

Niggas stood against tryna chase that cream

This ain't livin'

This ain't livin, no

You thinkin' you gettin' paid, hustlin' everyday

My homies passin' away, no

This ain't livin' (Hustle, nigga)

This ain't livin, no

[Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle]

Look

What happened to the code? Streets all in shambles

Niggas powderin' they nose, put the shame to what we stand for

They think we on some kill another nigga shit

We really on some stay down and diligent

The streets is cold, turn innocence to militants

Young niggas gangbangin' for the thrill of it

Pops was gone, moms was never home

But the streets was right there so they took you as they own

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]

Blue laces, shell cases, we catch bodies, we don't leave no traces

Big faces, suitcases, if you ain't know, ho, we gettin' paid, bitch

Blue laces, shell cases, we catch bodies, we don't leave no traces

Big faces, suitcases, if you ain't know, ho, we gettin' paid, bitch