Mac 11 On The Dresser
Nipsey Hussle Lyrics
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Backed up on the leaks man, my shit crashed
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 two
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 aggravatin'
Makin' 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 feelin' 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 60 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
All Money In, in
No motherfuckin' money out, nigga
Alright, that's it, Neighborhood
"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 sayin'
You and Sonny Black are friends, so, uh, 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"
In this song, Nipsey Hussle raps about his life experiences and the challenges he has faced while being a successful rapper. He talks about his possessions, including a Mac-11 on his dresser which he uses to protect himself, and the precautions he takes to keep his money secure by using a safe in the floor, extra thick carpet, and concrete boxes. Hussle also talks about his journey from being hated on to gaining success and recognizing fake love. He thanks God for his imagination that enabled him to see the vision of greatness, and even though he's made mistakes along the way, he knows that God has got him, so he practices patience.
Hussle expresses his admiration for real people, particularly women who stick with their men even when they are incarcerated, and he tips his S-dome in respect for them. He mentions that he represents "any means necessary," which suggests that he is willing to do whatever it takes to succeed. However, he is aware that his lyrics might not sit well with some people who would rather he talks about crimes that are specific to the black community or his gang affiliation. He also acknowledges that he has gone through unfair treatment and discrimination, but he is not afraid to speak up for what he believes in, even if it means he might end up in court.
Overall, Mac 11 On The Dresser is a reflection of Nipsey Hussle's life experiences, his focus on success, and his willingness to speak his truth, even when it isn't popular. The song also showcases his lyrical prowess and storytelling ability, which were hallmarks of his music.
Line by Line Meaning
Mac-11 on my dresser drawer
I keep a gun within arms reach for protection
Model bitches like, "Nipsey, what's the weapon for?"
Women ask why I keep a gun, possibly fascinated by it
Niggas tryna take, I give 'em nothin' less than war
If someone tries to take from me, I'll fight to keep it
So what's understood there is no explanation for
It's obvious that I'm willing to defend myself and what's mine
Put the box in concrete, then put the safe in floor
I hide my valuables in a secure, hidden location
Extra thick carpet, that's what we laid it for
The carpet is thick to muffle any noises and prevent detection
Graduated from havin' haters
I'm beyond the point where haters can affect me
Now I see it all as fake love, so don't congratulate us
I recognize that many people are only pretending to support me
And thank God for my imagination
I'm grateful for my ability to envision and pursue my goals
I seen the vision, I'm in it, and now I'm after greatness
I have a clear vision of what I want to achieve and I'm working towards it
I know that God got me so I practice patience
I have faith in a higher power and trust that things will work out in due time
Most the time I look inside and find the answers waitin'
I trust my intuition to guide me in life
So let's make a toast to the real niggas
Let's acknowledge and celebrate genuine people
Self-made success, know how it feel, nigga
I've achieved success through hard work and determination
Now raise your glass to the real women
Let's acknowledge and celebrate strong women who endure hardships
Out here on her own but she deal with it
She faces life's challenges alone but doesn't give up
I represent that any means necessary
I'm willing to do whatever it takes to succeed
Chopper in the window pane, lifestyle legendary
I live a risky lifestyle that's earned me a reputation
Been treated a lot of ways, it was never fairly
I've experienced unfairness throughout my life
So we gon' shoot before we march like February
We'll act aggressively to protect ourselves before going on the defensive
And they don't like when I rap like that
Authorities may not approve of my violent lyrics
They rather I talk about the crime that's always black on black
Authorities may prefer me to address other issues like racism and police brutality
And say, "Neighborhood of 60 Crip," in every rap
Authorities may want me to promote peace rather than gang affiliation
So they can play my tape in court and try to lock me up for that
Authorities may use my lyrics as evidence to incriminate me
It's a marathon, nigga, run a lap
Success takes time, so keep going and never give up
No motherfuckin' money out, nigga
No money is being given or wasted
"Ray, but you just got done sayin' You and Sonny Black are friends, so, uh, you know?"
Someone questions a supposed friendship despite previous comments
"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"
In their line of work, people can be sent for and killed, even by those closest to them
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Ermias Asghedom
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