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Go Long (feat. Z-Ro & Slim Thug) - Nipsey Hussle



     
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If you ain't a real nigga get the fuck away from me, in other words go long (bitch nigga go long) Cause you don't want me to put my, I said you don't want me to put my slap hand on your throneBitch nigga go long, get gone
If you ain't a real nigga go longLook I'm forever the flyest, my revenue rise
My hustle prescribed, don't take no consignment
My rival is sex, got a selection of kicks and it's not your day if I'm selecting your bitch
I got a watch on my wrist, it's made by the Swiss, worn by the rich
Got that shit you can sniff
Got not time to play grounds, way too much of a mess
I'm talking dollars and cents, making dollars and cents
I made an honest attempt, take my dollars and split
Amongst a politic crips, I'm talking violence and shit
Without no sign it exists
I made my mind, this is it
I weighed the risk and the reward and put the grind to this shit
And now the money, the power, I'm entitled to this
And all the hating and debating, that's the cowardice shit
Claiming frog, you ain't believe til I rock this shit
So hate niggas go long, you can die where you sit, uh
If you ain't a real nigga get the fuck away from me, in other words go long (bitch nigga go long) Cause you don't want me to put my, I said you don't want me to put my slap hand on your throneBitch nigga go long, get gone

If you ain't a real nigga go longWho your OG is cause? His name DJ Screw
Nowadays that's my nigga DJ Errick, if it ain't him I see like, "DJ who?" And I got a bitch looking so fast, every time I do it people be mad, they want a replay fool
I ain't even in the bill, still raise your hand
Cannon I still free up the freeway who
Yeah I'm fuckin with my nigga Nipsey, we fucked up way past a little tipsy
God damnit that's the second goddamn pen to this week I'm waiting on triple a to come and get me
Get bent on a daily basis
So let's time it woop
And if am I'm rolling with the fifty
Ain't talking bout a pistol either bitch, millimeters bitch
And if you ain't behind it then you don't wanna see this shit
Put your glasses on
Yeah, officer I had it but I passed it on
I'm in and out the airport, no cashing for
White bitch, big tits, no ass at all, just a bag to roll
I gotta keep it on the low
If a bitch nigga see it he gon raise up his hands and tell it
But all the real niggas see it, then they ain't seen shit
Bet I can check a hundred thousand by breakfast
It's the same old dublin, still the same hustling
Still going up, I ain't never going down
I do this rap shit just to rep for my town
Got a crib out in Cali and the hill blowing pound
Minding my business, me and my bitches, roll so low whenever I go get it
It be your best friend tell you pant smith put money in his pocket and still turn witness
My surface smile, I don't fuck with y'all
You say you went a trial, I heard you told it all
Asking me for work, bitch nigga hell no
You fire k one I don seen your file
You niggas fake, you niggas snakes
When you see my face don't touch your brakes
I ain't tryin to end up in that place
Get the fuck on, go long, that'a wayIf you ain't a real nigga get the fuck away from me, in other words go long (bitch nigga go long) Cause you don't want me to put my, I said you don't want me to put my slap hand on your throneBitch nigga go long, get gone
If you ain't a real nigga go long
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You already know what it is. From the way he greets you, to the words that he speaks. The uniform he wears is bold, aggressive and absolutely intimidating. He’s authentic – the offspring of the West Coast’s most celebrated talent – yet and still a novelty all his own. In an industry that’s fallen victim to bubble gum lyrics and erroneous dance fads to match, he’s the spokesperson the block wants for. He’s the sociopolitical outrage of Ice Cube and N.W.A. He’s Snoop Dogg before you knew his name and Ice T after an unexpected knock at 6 o’clock in the morning. He’s the very definition of Slauson & Crenshaw – a self-inspired movement and a name you can trust. He is Nipsey Hussle.

Nipsey Hussle emerged from the streets of Los Angeles and as the first signee to the Cinematic/ Epic Records joint venture, is effectively building momentum as a rising emcee while sacrificing the only way of life he’s ever known. “I try to keep a balance with my career and who I am aside from that,” says Nipsey. “It’s kinda hard, but I try to stay the same and balance both worlds. You don’t wanna forget where you come from and at the same time, you don’t wanna miss your blessing tryna live the same lifestyle you been livin’.”

All in anticipation of a fall ‘09 debut, his street singles “They Roll” and “Bullets Ain’t Got No Name,” both featuring The GAME, are lyrical proof that Nipsey Hussle is here to stay. In addition to the GAME, the album is slated to feature the likes of Snoop Dogg, Sean Kingston, Lloyd and Nipsey Hussle’s own Slauson Boyz . South Central State of Mind is a healthy dose of honesty, reality and life from an authentic perspective.

“The perspective from LA is from Snoop and Ice Cube and them,” Nipsey says. “Them dudes is grown. They did they stuff, but they out of that element now. They on some other shit. So it’s like people want to hear what’s going on in the streets [now] and that’s what I’m providing with this record.”

Admittedly a creative spirit born to unceremonious circumstances, Nipsey Hussle earned his moniker by absorbing all the hood had to offer and profiting from it tenfold. It was his sense of urgency that kept him alive and well. By the time he was 13 he had learned all the inner workings of a production studio and traveled daily to the Watts Towers Studio to perfect his engineering interests. His childhood innocence, however, didn’t last long and he was eventually forced to fend for himself.

“When I came into my manhood and I had to make real decisions,” Nipsey remembers. “That’s when I fell real heavily into the bangin’ and the hustlin’ and the streets, and was doin’ everything under the sun. That’s when I said, ‘Forget the music.’”

Nipsey yielded to the trappings of the hood, becoming every bit the ghetto celebrity. He set up shop, opening up a clothing store in South Central and imposed his will on the streets. His lifelong passion however, wouldn’t let go. So, without the benefit of knowing whether or not his artistic career would flourish, he took a chance and sold all his material possessions. From cars to $20k worth of jewelry, rims and more, Nipsey submitted to music and invested in a studio of his own.

He recorded his first mixtape, Slauson Boy, Volume 1 and subsequently incorporated Slauson Boy Records. Various performances, including the famed House of Blues would follow, as did major radio/street promotion and a blazing hot record, “Bullets Ain’t Got No Name.” His interest in the fortunes of the streets though, refused to cooperate. “It was like, I kept going back,” he remembers. “I would go to the studio for a couple of months and then I’d go back to the streets.”

Expectedly, the in and out procedure disrupted Nipsey’s surge toward artistic freedom. He wasn’t making the kind of money he was accustomed to and his lavish lifestyle was suffering over the “career that could be.” To make matters worse, he and his older brother lost all their studio equipment to a police raid. All but forced to hustle and recoup, Nipsey developed a “love/hate relationship” with his music.

Luckily, Nipsey’s legitimate hustle eventually paid off when longtime radio DJ Felli Fell co-signed Slauson Boy… and played “Bullets Ain’t Got No Name” on his radio show.

Within weeks Felli helped negotiate a deal between Nipsey’s manager (Big U of Uneek Music) with Jonny Shipes and Cinematic/Koch/Epic Records. Shortly thereafter, the Slauson Boyz arranged a flight to Ocho Rios, Jamaica to celebrate. Upon returning two weeks later, reality set back in as police raided his clothing store a second time, claiming he was in violation of his probation terms.

“I went from havin’ a fat advance check and ridin’ jet ski’s in Jamaica, to sittin’ in the county jail on a shoe program 24 hours a day,” he says. “So it kinda put everything in perspective once again and had me sittin’ with my thoughts and myself to see exactly what I wanted to do with myself.” Nipsey’s sudden success created an excuse for envious law enforcers to seek him out. He’d become a walking target for the ‘boys in blue’ and a beacon of hope for baby loc’s like him.

Nipsey was ultimately exonerated on all charges and released in February of 2008. Unsurprisingly, he resumed working on his debut immediately – one that has been met with open arms from the self-proclaimed King of the West Coast and Damu affiliate, The GAME, among others.

“The album is the missing ingredient. It’s what ain’t been said,” Nipsey tells. “I feel it’s what everybody is waiting to hear. It’s the new perspective as far as the streets. I can’t speak on nuthin’ else right now, cause I’m not fully familiar with nuthin’ else. I been a few places, but I know the streets like the back of my hand.”

GAME’s contribution comes twofold, delivering 16’s on the California classic gangsta riddled “They Roll” and then again on the street favorite, “Bullets Ain’t Got No Name.” The latter, which features a “Rock the Boat” (Aaliyah) stirred melody, hints at Nipsey’s musical ingenuity. “I was really just paying attention to the game [when] I made the record and dudes wasn’t sayin’ nuthin’… just a lot of hooks and R&B type shit,” he explains. “That was really just my take on it creatively and what the record is talkin’ about is some LA gangbangin’ shit.”

Nipsey’s creativity sprouts in full bloom on the QD3 produced “I Don’t Give A …” – a haunting, almost ethereal take on the responsibility of a Rolling Sixty Crip all but forced to bang. My mama wanna know why I’m bangin’/ she told me I’ma lose my life/I ain’t trippin’ I’m a crip and I’ma do it right/… if I died and came back I’d do it twice/ Brainwashed by the block it consumed my life… Nipsey spits, further explaining, “That’s me gettin’ at my moms and kind of explaining why I do what I do. It’s not a negative song. It’s just what it is. It’s just to give her some clarity. A lot of dudes that’s out here on the streets, they relate to it.”

And then there’s “Rap Music,” a bona fide spill that tells the story of South Central’s pride and joy. “That’s basically talkin’ about how rap music saved a dude’s life and how it coulda went either way for me,” Nipsey says. “Dude’s gon’ hear that and understand who I am and what I came from, and what I went through to get this shit.”


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