Lyrics:
nigga you would never be (oh na, na, oh na)
Oh na, na, oh na
Oh na, na, oh na
Oh na, na, oh na
You tell me that you make big moves
But tell 'em what you
and you fraudin' too
For talkin' shit I oughta just split
Ya fuckin' dome in two
Actin' hard ain't hard to do
I brought some aluminum for you (foil)
It's
the the block with no remix, I beat my chest cuz I'm kinging you niggas
I got put on, then I put my dawg on
Then he put his dawg on, now we all on the go
You
hustle real hard (305, MI-yayo)
Hustlin' hustlin' (uh)
Hustle-hustlin' hustlin' (Dade County)
Hustle, everyday I'm, everyday I'm (it's Ross)
Everyday
Yeah
Y'all ain't see this coming
Nah they ain't see that comin', G shit nigga
I had to do the remix
Nigga fuck how it turn out
Fuck how it
ain't hard to tell
The buddha monk's in your trunk, turn the bass up
Not stories by Aesop
Place your loot up, parties I shoot up
Nas, I analyze,
ain't hard to tell
The buddha monk's in your trunk, turn the bass up
Not stories by Aesop
Place your loot up, parties I shoot up
Nas, I analyze,
the world, tell the world about it (Corinna)
(Hmm, ain't nothin like my Corinna) Sing!
(Corinna) (Hmm) Ooh
(Ain't nothin like my Corinna) hee, hee
I like
shoulder (Hold it up)
I'm trying real hard to keep my life in order der der der der (tryin)
cnd I know I'm not alone I got God
Got God
Standing by
don't cha don't say ya feel him
Baby don't cha take take
His heart and vacate
It's hard to play fake when the real comes
Baby don't cha don't cha
Ooh na
you know we was signing to Jive
Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Pocket Full of Stones"
Put the remix on "Menace" shit we had it going on
Got,
was signing to Jive
Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Pocket Full of Stones"
Put the remix on "Menace" shit we had it going on
Got, love in the streets
hair gets me overwhelmed
But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell
You don't know, oh-oh
You don't know you're beautiful
If only you
went raw dog when you beat it
That's when she gon' tell you to beat it
And you know it ain't y'all little secret
You famous, you can't go nowhere
choosing to help
I'm killin' you in this battle
Since you ain't have the bars
To do it yourself
How you soft then rapping hard
Stop confusin' yourself
That
baby in peace, spending some QT
I been it, yes, the only Nas I heard is from QB
Used to shoot groupies, now I shoot movies
And try to stay away from
It ain't sounding like ya understand
I think you're following a different plan
It's getting hard for us to hear from each other
And we not here for
on the lookout for that remix Nigga
The southeast mix
The PMG mix coming at you
I ain't even going to tell you who's on that one
We going to keep rocking tho
Big
it's just me and the microphone, word up
Hellboy I got my horns chopped off
A real dim halo but I'm still connected to God
So if they wanna take my
little but I do it big, spike Lee
I know I got a lot people wanna fight me
Tell em come and get it I ain't really with the typing
Internet beef shit,
that I’ll never be shit
Young n***a got my own wave
Whatever I do
They seasick
You ain’t gotta let the beast in
Dirty Sprite no remix
But Beezie told me
, na, na, na, na, na, na, naaah
You callin me the underdog I'm the one
Shook it up I put it in the light and let it run
Callin me the underdog mane ain't
ain't happy, this ain't the life that I chose
But it's something to start off with so that my plot can unfold
They tell you to follow your dreams then
('Til the world ends, remix)
Ai, chimpanzees is hating but I take it all in stride
Put her in a jungle with bananas on the side
Told you they'd
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