Nipsey Hussle - Mac 11 On The Dresser lyrics
[Nipsey Hussle - Mac 11 On The Dresser lyrics]
It's like 2 o'clock in the studio
Backed up on the leaks, man, my shit crasp
But I'm back at you niggas though, you know?
I guess this fifty five thousand
So we gon' do it like this uh, Hussle, nigga
One take too look, uh
Mac 11 on my dresser drawer
Model bitches like, "Nipsey
What’s the weapon for?" niggas tryna take
I give 'em nothin' less than war
So what’s understood there is
No explanation for put the box in concrete
Then put the safe in floor
Extra thick carpet
That's what we laid it for
Young niggas gettin' money's what
I make it for play this out your Range
Rover and Mercedes door uh
I graduated from havin' haters
Now I see it all as fake love
So don’t congratulate us
And thank god for my imagination
I seen the vision, I’m in it
And now I’m after greatness
I know that God got me so I practice patience
Most the time I look inside
And find the answers waitin'
Been tryna change my life
But it’s aggravating
Making the same mistakes twice
I'm shackled to Satan
So Let's make a toast to the real niggas
Self made success, know how it feel, nigga
Uh, now raise your glass to the real women
You know the one who man in
Jail but she still with him
Out here on her own but she deal with it
So I'm gon' tip my S
Dome 'cause I'm feeling ya
I represent that any means necessary
Chopper in the window pane
Lifestyle legendary
Been treated a lot of ways
It was never fairly so we gon' shoot before
We march like February
And they don't like when I rap like that
They rather I talk about the crime
That's always black on black
And say, "Neighborhood of sixty Crip
" in every rap
So they can play my tape in court and
Try to lock me up for that but I'm cool
Tell them judges, "Look
I'm never goin' back"
It's a marathon, nigga, run a lap uh
Fifty six thousand all Money In, in
All Money In, in
No motherfuckin' money out, nigga
Alright, that's it, they good
You think I don't know that?
You know, what I know
How many times I been on the
Other end of that fuckin' phone?
Twenty six times
Ray, but you just got done saying
You and Sonny Black are friends
You were, you know? Donnie, I got sent for
In our thing, you get sent for
You go in alive, you come out dead
And it's your best friend that does it
Backed up on the leaks, man, my shit crasp
But I'm back at you niggas though, you know?
I guess this fifty five thousand
So we gon' do it like this uh, Hussle, nigga
One take too look, uh
Mac 11 on my dresser drawer
Model bitches like, "Nipsey
What’s the weapon for?" niggas tryna take
I give 'em nothin' less than war
So what’s understood there is
No explanation for put the box in concrete
Then put the safe in floor
Extra thick carpet
That's what we laid it for
Young niggas gettin' money's what
I make it for play this out your Range
Rover and Mercedes door uh
I graduated from havin' haters
Now I see it all as fake love
So don’t congratulate us
And thank god for my imagination
I seen the vision, I’m in it
And now I’m after greatness
I know that God got me so I practice patience
Most the time I look inside
And find the answers waitin'
Been tryna change my life
But it’s aggravating
Making the same mistakes twice
I'm shackled to Satan
So Let's make a toast to the real niggas
Self made success, know how it feel, nigga
Uh, now raise your glass to the real women
You know the one who man in
Jail but she still with him
Out here on her own but she deal with it
So I'm gon' tip my S
Dome 'cause I'm feeling ya
I represent that any means necessary
Chopper in the window pane
Lifestyle legendary
Been treated a lot of ways
It was never fairly so we gon' shoot before
We march like February
And they don't like when I rap like that
They rather I talk about the crime
That's always black on black
And say, "Neighborhood of sixty Crip
" in every rap
So they can play my tape in court and
Try to lock me up for that but I'm cool
Tell them judges, "Look
I'm never goin' back"
It's a marathon, nigga, run a lap uh
Fifty six thousand all Money In, in
All Money In, in
No motherfuckin' money out, nigga
Alright, that's it, they good
You think I don't know that?
You know, what I know
How many times I been on the
Other end of that fuckin' phone?
Twenty six times
Ray, but you just got done saying
You and Sonny Black are friends
You were, you know? Donnie, I got sent for
In our thing, you get sent for
You go in alive, you come out dead
And it's your best friend that does it