I'm From

[Intro: Cuzzy Capone]

I'm from Slauson, where shit get drastic down here

Fuck a room, go to sleep in a casket

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

Fuck a room, go to sleep in a casket

I'm from Slauson, where shit get drastic down here

Fuck a room, go to sleep in a casket

I'm from Slauson, where shit get drastic down here

Fuck a room, go to sleep in a casket

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]

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

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]

Crenshaw corner stores, dope spots on the low

Young homies hit the pen, OG'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 (Yeah)

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

Young black males catchin' hell from them white cops

G-ride on one, two homies, three guns (Uh-huh)

Hoppin' out, killin' shit, four-five semi-spit (Bah)

Four-five niggas hit by retaliation, go

Somebody got to die, that's just a part of gang bangin' (Yah)

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 (Uh-huh)

And friends is somethin' we can never pretend to be

I'm showin' you somethin' that you was never meant to see (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

You might lose your life, there's killers in the vicinity

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]

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

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]

Brynhurst, 63rd (Yeah), flip work off the curb

Duck C.R.A.S.H. cops and hop gates, when I 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 (Yeah), never seen a nigga die

Now he trippin', traumatized, humbled from the homicide (Ayy)

Gang bang nigga shit (Uh), same day different shit (Yah)

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

And everybody talkin' bout stop snitchin'

Now there's cameras on your street lights, so they don't need a witness (Pay attention)

They come to court with a tape on your ass

Got your face on blast (Uh-huh), close cased on your ass (Yeah)

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

Do a nigga like O-Dog, did that bitch in the store, for real (Ah)

'Cause when Caine was on the set filmin' Menace (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

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

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]

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

[Verse 3: Cuzzy Capone]

I'm Rimpau 5-8, I'm Crenshaw ace-ace

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

I'm young cuz, get it straight

White tee, Bathing Ape

I smoke big kush with S-Black and Big Wake

I sag thousand dollar jeans, mind on another page

Come and get money, nigga, grind rocks from the cage

Violence and one-time, hustle on another stage

Pop shops, C.R.A.S.H. cops, niggas livin' in a rage

Under street lights, in my district, get way bad

I'm hardcore, [?] , I'm dope-blocked, 8th Ave

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

Lean on the gate with 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 lil' Marcus Garvey, nigga

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]

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—