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Straight up shit is real and any day be your last in the jungle Get on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas tumble The is the hot spot, full of mad criminals Who don't care, guzzling beers, we all At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They break North we get the four pounders, and take their face off The is filled with undercovers, homicide chasing brothers The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, watch us and us And killer coppers, come through in helicopters I a little vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock for The fronters, wannabe ill and spot runners it can't happen til I, trap em and clap em And leave em done, won't even run Gods I don't believe in of that shit, your facts are backwards Nas is a rebel of the street Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me pressure
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Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of drinking, marijuana smoking street dweller Who's always on the corner, rolling up When I dress, never nothing less than Guess Cold be with a bop and my hat turned back Love committing sins and my sell crack nigga raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue The school drop-out, never the shit from day one Cause life ain't shit but stress niggas and crab stunts So I guzzle my Hennesey while pulling on mad The brutalizer, crew de-sizer, The type of nigga who be pissing in elevator Somehow the rap game me of the crack game Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's with black Now I'm into fat chains, sex and Fly new chicks and new kicks, Heine's and
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No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, is what it's about Before the BDP conflict with MC Around the time Shante dissed the Real Roxxane I used to wake up every morning, see my on the block Every day's a different plan that had us running cops If it wasn't out in front of cocaine spots We was at the candy factory, the locks Nowadays, I need the green in a flash just like the man Fuck a yard God, let me see a grand use a gun Son, but fuck being the wanted man But if I hit rock bottom I'ma be the Son of Sam call the crew to get live too With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, up the blow Mike'll it, Mayo, you count the profit My shit is on the streets, this way the never stop it It's brain on drugs, to all fly bitches and thugs 'Nough to the projects, I'm ghost, One Love
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