Interlude #1 - Nipsey Hussle

What up?

It’s your boy, neighborhood Nip Hussle back at y’all again

It’s the moment you all been waitin' for

Bullets ain’t got no names volume 3

And it feel good right now, man

I holla at y’all

Volume 1 I was fresh out

Tryna say somethin', tryna be heard

Tryna make y’all feel me

Volume 2 I was startin' to like, get the feedback

Start to look like it might be possible

Volume 3, shit, I’m standin' with my foot right at the edge

Feel me?

I’m finna jump

I ain’t gon' fall though, no

Nah

No

It’s all money in, no money out, my nigga

What that basically means, know how to speak money to talk my language, man

Ain’t about no bread, it sound like it’s French to me

Like it’s Japanese or somethin', man

You’re speaking Taiwan or somethin'

I did it myself, homie

You seen the posters

You seen the mixtapes, music

You seen the videos at Slauson and Crenshaw

I did that, my nigga

Nobody put me there, nobody made me, my nigga

Feel me?

So if you hatin', my nigga, suck a dick and die

I could care less, nigga

I’ma do what I do

'Cause you can’t love me don’t get me no bread

You feel me?