All For The Dough

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] Look, let’s put some money up, you can’t make mine stop I’m hot nigga, like a pistol off the dime block Before you change lanes, you should check your blind spot ‘Cause I’ll be right there waitin’ like a bike cop With my nine cocked, and I’m so hot All a nigga really need is just one shot To the dome, you be gone and it’s no more I could kill ‘em goin’ fast or with the slow flow Man I’m so O with the six in front Motherfucka prolly smoke six blunts Two o’s in the back, I got the six in front Add four plus that, whatchu got, what’s what? That’s a perfect ten, I’ma curse to him Thinkin’ that the Slauson boys was not those men I’ma knock those men out the ring by the third round I treat it like the Superbowl, this is fourth down [Hook: Nipsey Hussle] However you want it, I got it in for the low Come get it, I got it, you got it good nigga go I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough It’s for the dough However you want it, I got it in for the low Come get it, I got it, you got it good nigga go I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough It’s for the dough [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] It’s for the dough, the clothes The bitches and the hoe’s The paper in the cash, nigga used to livin’ fast Navigation in my dash, big burner in my stash Two twelves in my trunk, but nigga you don’t know the half Look, ain’t nobody hold my hand through this shit I was gave the same game, I just ran with this shit On road to the riches, I don’t stand for no bitch Caught herself for free when ridin’ with me So It ain’t just MOB it’s MOE That’s money-over-everything under G-O-D I got A-1 credit, still its C.O.D So keep it cash on deliver when you dealin’ with me They wonder how a young nigga that’s as crooked as me CEO of the label, no GED See,I flow for them people that be in them streets They seen me starve Now they finna’ watch me eat [Hook] [Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle] Look, off a fifth of that vodka-v, I’ma sick nigga I’m dead up in the hood, livin’ like a rich nigga You’s bitch, you switch I’ma stay shitty Win lose or draw, can’t take the pain with me Said if I play the game, I gotta make my name history Put it in the books, that nigga brought the flame with him ‘Cause where we go, nobody knows what’s coming after this So while we’re here, let’s make a toast to all this lavish shit Pop the Moe’ and pop the Vueve with the baddest bitch Fast lane, young niggas just havin’ shit [Hook] [Outro: Nipsey Hussle] When I go to sleep late I get off my grind And when I wake up in the mornin’, money on my mind ‘Cause I’ma hustle