[Intro: Nipsey Hussle & Chinx]

Yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)

What (What, what, what)

Hussle (Hussle, Hussle, Hussle)

Huh (Huh, huh, huh)

Got it (Got it, got it, got it)

What happenin'?

Shit, no other

What up, Chinx?

Yuh, Hussle

[Chorus: Chinx & CokeBoy Zack]

Hey fool (Hey fool)

Bricks all in my cabinet

Gettin' money, we trappin'

Bandana on a MAC-10

Hey fool

What up though?

Smokin', watchin' my roof fold (Say what?)

Waistline where my tool go (Bet that)

Fake niggas, they fools though

Hey fool (What?)

Get shot nigga and you move around

Still serve in the school zone

Neighborhood with my jewels on

Hey fool

Shit, coolin' (Yuh)

Hittin' licks, movin' (That's right)

Posted up with my fools (That's right)

Gettin' high, we just foolin' (Yuh)

Hey fool

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]

I'm so used to this jealousy, stay on deck is my recipe

Can't afford no more felonies but the hood is like Tel Aviv

Start a war and then tell on me type of nigga I'll never be

Suck my dick is what I tell police

And if they catch me slippin', go kill for me

Stay on track and make mills for me

Put my daughter in your will for me

Move smarter and bill for me

And don't budge an inch on them bills for me

Fuck duckin' niggas, go hunt your beef

Play offense, I don't fuck with D

If you hop out, I hop out

That's one for you, one for me

Hey fool (What up?)

You heard how they came through (Say what?)

Yellow tape the whole block in broad day

They emptied out the whole tool (That right?)

Hey fool (What?)

Tell me what do you wanna go do

Pull up on 'em then bang his hood

Then when he bang back it's on you like

[Chorus: Chinx & CokeBoy Zack]

Hey fool (Hey fool)

Bricks all in my cabinet

Gettin' money, we trappin'

Bandana on a MAC-10

Hey fool

What up though?

Smokin', watchin' my roof fold (Say what?)

Waistline where my tool go (Bet that)

Fake niggas, they fools though

Hey fool (What?)

Get shot nigga and you move around

Still serve in the school zone

Neighborhood with my jewels on

Hey fool

Shit, coolin' (Yuh)

Hittin' licks, movin' (That's right)

Posted up with my fools (That's right)

Gettin' high, we just foolin' (Yuh)

Hey fool

[Verse 2: Chinx]

In the hood bums sip malt liquor out of paper bags

Why I'm skatin' in the paper tags

Every nigga you roll with, they made of glass

'Round here niggas take your head off

Like a restaurant, they gon' pay the tab

And usually my breakin' point is when the fuck niggas start breakin' bad

Nigga countin' bank, tryna find a pussy I can surf on

I don't understand, why the feds take shit so personal?

If the spot ain't yours, who you work for?

Thirteen and he ready to get to work through

Drive by, hit the deck, shots, lick, then the whip swerve off

Murders only top, neighborhood is watchin'

I pray for my sins daily 'cause I know the Lord is watchin'

Ain't no threat, nigga, you playful

Been movin' work since grade school

Hey yo what the fuck this nigga just said? Huh?

[Chorus: Chinx & CokeBoy Zack]

Hey fool (Hey fool)

Bricks all in my cabinet

Gettin' money, we trappin'

Bandana on a MAC-10

Hey fool

What up though?

Smokin', watchin' my roof fold (Say what?)

Waistline where my tool go (Bet that)

Fake niggas, they fools though

Hey fool (What?)

Get shot nigga and you move around

Still serve in the school zone

Neighborhood with my jewels on

Hey fool

Shit, coolin' (Yuh)

Hittin' licks, movin' (That's right)

Posted up with my fools (That's right)

Gettin' high, we just foolin' (Yuh)

Hey fool