(featuring II Men)
talking] Man, we love you man, you me? is coming from the General man, Nas man Bravehearts love you man, this is to all of ya Who using my name from day one to make yourselves famous Whether you shouting me out on your you try to come at me on your records, or whether you just you know...? You know... you know how you dick riding man? This out to ya Cause we love you man, I've done made a lot of niggaz man But I'm gon' make you...I make you the papers, this one's for you Hey yo, up It been a lot of times when a nigga ain't wanna fuck with this rap shit no Fuck this shit, but you know...? Through the year I to see shit, you knowamsayin? Nigga see niggaz driving around with fancy cars, diamonds all shit Niggaz nigga chilling Got to go through a bunch of big shit, all that bullshit But you know what? Fuck that shit, you know how I Yo
[Nas chorus] I'm never gonna give it up, that I made a mil', but ain't good enough Ocean and a beach so I can really it up See, that's the life baby, you got to its life baby I'm never gonna it up, fuck that I made a mil', but that good enough Ocean and a beach so I can live it up See, that's the baby, you got to understand its life baby
1] Uhh... I got the mention and the ride chain, and an ice watch All this fame in my hard I entertain, been so places, see so many different faces They the same from the stages After the concert, hours of work sick form the role, smoking my lungs hurt Even now I'm recording songs It's better than, when I was doing wrong I brought the along, we thuggin Fucking bitches; they go to their husbands Bitches ain't shit, we laughing them Can't even the streets now, without the heat I bust the nigga off impost, that shit is On trial, what I'm gon' the judge He don't me no smile, he don't give me no love, nor???? the jury when I need celeb status and the blackness This hate rappers, what a life
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2] My girl hate when I'm my boys, think I'm cheating morning knocking at my door state policeman Give him a reason, but I give it to him They they heard a disturbance, and I just listen to him See, I until they push me Cops hate when you know the law, you ain't pussy - you not Can't explain how much I the block When we was slinging with my niggaz, "Fuck the cops!" Now when I'm dreaming I can see my dead smile Wake up, I get some air, hit the mall for a - pick up some gear I'm going to the my engineer put the track up from "out west" And he told me it clear...Uhh Another hit is just made, another So again we getting paid, and now we wilding Get hype to the video, all in the city yo I'm hoping that a nigga blow, but ya don't hear me
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Uhh...the say I ain't shit Hope I fall, but I can't Got to ball, got to bank Old ladies hate my moms cause kids ate them out to nothing Catch my moms on the fronting I got to stay awake, got to today Glad I'm still alive, fuck what haters say So many I ain't wanna rhyme Wanted a life, when I ain't Nas all the time Uhh...so many too, do what I got to do As as my moms say, "Boy, I'm proud of you!" I keep laying hits, one is quits Plus if I stop, how will I stay