Im From - Nipsey Hussle, Cuzzy Capone

I’m from Slauson, when shit get drastic down here

Fuck a room, go to sleep in a casket

I’m from Slauson, when shit get drastic down here

Fuck a room, go to sleep in a casket

I’m from Slauson, when shit get drastic down here

Fuck a room, go to sleep in a casket

I’m from Slauson, when shit get drastic down here

Fuck a room, go to sleep in a casket

My nigga why you come 'round here?

Knowing you ain’t from 'round here?

That’s how you get robbed and shot

Lil niggas they got guns 'round here

'Cause niggas die young 'round here

So you better get off the block

My nigga why you come 'round here?

Knowing you ain’t from 'round here?

That’s how you get robbed and shot

And lil niggas they got guns 'round here

'Cause niggas die young 'round here

So you better get off the-

Let’s take the block through my hood

Crenshaw corner stores, dope spots on the low

Young homies hit the pen, old G’s on parole (Let's go)

Dice games in the back, air holes in the MAC

Leather on my seats, burners stashed in my Cadillac

Yellow tape, white chalk, 10th Ave, High Park

Young black males catchin' hell from them white cops

G-Rod on one, two homies, three guns

Hoppin' out, killin' shit, four-five semi-spit

Four-five niggas hit, my retaliation, go

Somebody got two dollars, just a part of gang bangin', yo

And Bush keep talkin' 'bout the war in the Middle East

But he don’t give a fuck about this war in these city streets

So fuck peace, I’ma ride on my enemies

And friends is somethin' we can never pretend to be

I’m showin' you somethin' that you was never meant to see

You might choose your life, there’s killers in the vicinity

My nigga why you come 'round here?

Knowing you ain’t from 'round here?

That’s how you get robbed and shot

Lil niggas they got guns 'round here

'Cause niggas die young 'round here

So you better get off the block

My nigga why you come 'round here?

Knowing you ain’t from 'round here?

That’s how you get robbed and shot

And lil niggas they got guns 'round here

'Cause niggas die young 'round here

So you better get off the-

Let’s take the block through my hood

Ridin' 63rd, flip work off the curb

Got crashed, cops that hop gates wanna hear the bird

Young flips give me head, tryna keep me in the bed

Once I get my nut, I’m out the door, I’m all about my bread

Westside killers ride, never seen a nigga die

Now he trigger-traumatized, humble from the homicide

Gang bang nigga shit, same day different shit

More drama than a soap opera where I’m livin' bitch

And everybody talkin' bout stop snitchin'

I was countin' from your street lights, so they don’t need a witness

They come to court wit' a tape on your ass

With your face on blast, close cased on your ass

I let off ten shots, I got plenty to go (Alright)

Do a nigga like O-Dog, hit that bitch in the store, for real

'Cause when Caine was on the set filmin' Menace

We was servin' on the steps, no respect for the tenants

My nigga why you come 'round here?

Knowing you ain’t from 'round here?

That’s how you get robbed and shot

Lil niggas they got guns 'round here

'Cause niggas die young 'round here

So you better get off the block

My nigga why you come 'round here?

Knowing you ain’t from 'round here?

That’s how you get robbed and shot

And lil niggas they got guns 'round here

'Cause niggas die young 'round here

So you better get off the-

Let’s take the block through my hood

I’m rep of 5−8, I’m Crenshaw ace-ace

I’m blue steal 38's, I send 'em to the pearly gates

I’m young thug, get it straight

White teeth, Bathing Ape

I smoke big kush wit' S-Black and Big Wake

thousand dollar jeans, mind on another page

Come and get money nigga, grind rocks from the cage

Violence in one time, hustle on another stage

Pop shops, crash cops, niggas livin' in a rage

Under street lights, in my district, get waved at 'em

,, I’m dope-locked, 8th Ave

I post up, set shop, go hard, and get cash

Lean on the gate wit' a K and a face mask

So if you think you touchin' us, not hardly

When the rifle blast it sound like the pipes on a Harley

If you think I’m new around here, I beg your pardon

I’m Slauson Avenue, I’m little Marcus Garvey

My nigga why you come 'round here?

Knowing you ain’t from 'round here?

That’s how you get robbed and shot

Lil niggas they got guns 'round here

'Cause niggas die young 'round here

So you better get off the block

My nigga why you come 'round here?

Knowing you ain’t from 'round here?

That’s how you get robbed and shot

And lil niggas they got guns 'round here

'Cause niggas die young 'round here

So you better get off the-

Let’s take the block through my hood