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friend kinda nice, to be honest it is hard to choose (choose)
I'm finna be number one almost up at the top, take my trophies in twos (twos)
Whole team be

I can buy you shoes, a new lil dress, and all that's nice
I can show you who I really am look at my eyes

Aye fuck a disguise 
Fuck all these guys

I'm a Larry bird hittin these threes
Sittin in my 4 by 4, Castles closed
Use the back door, Sup Alfred, do my chores

Mop the floor with that shit you

Flicky in the whip, they wish I would slip, but I cannot give 'em the clout

Got my dream girl in my real life
In the dunya but I'm livin' nice
Bought

ain't talking Honolulu, Malibu
Shirt off like Shaka Zulu; What It Do
Big visions, big business; big deals
Step on my shoes by mistake; big deal
New

me I compete
You always know I hold it down whenever someone call on me, aye
Drippin to my knees
Shoes on double G
Blowin so much down I started coppin

running away

If you was in my shoes, take a look and see what I would do
I would always run, but the track became familiar too
White lines, three lanes,

Tired ah livestream and party online
Well waa fi go ah Dance fi see Pam wine
I had a nice dream we had a grand time
By a landslide da one yah on time

of being nice
Had to get back on my p's and q's boss up
I'm young in I ain't settling fa shit
Born and raise in the Bronx we just real different
Come around

and drink beer by the crate

i go's away..........another can
i sold my car and bought a camper-van
but i only got as far as fukin' Porthcawl
when the engine

and never let it fumble
I grew up in the jungle and made it out the rubble
Head to toe in Louis V my shoes cost a q of each
Moretime I’m over seas middle

She tryna kick it like FIFA
I told that lil' bitch I'on' need her
These shoes cost 'bout 7 hunnid I got Louis V on my sneaker
This G Lock is a Gen 5

Some of you nice but you ain't real, get off the mic
That's on my life, I never had shit but this weed and I stay lighted up
So get your lighters up

swear that She mine
But she isn't mine
Look at my shoes, man, I swear that They patent
All of these bitches, I swear that they Addicts
Hittin' my phone

for you
We wanna thank you for being so nice on our last album
It was wonderful the way you accepted it
And tonight we've chosen some of the songs
That

Kick It Wit You

Mario

I'm a Hustla

2005

with me then I'm down with you
I lay a nigga down if he fuck around with you
And if you ride wit me I ride wit chu 
And if you stick by my side I'll

or the gang then I'm by my lonely
Just cuz I ain't flashing it don't mean that I ain't got it on me
We not Wu Tang but the only thing we know is cream
You

Crew, Calvin Klein
Wear my shit, or you will die
I met this kid, he seems nice
Kinda tough, he beats his wife
I'll show him a good time

We're good

know your type
Bet you got laid last night
A second time, by the same chick, for the first time in your life
And now you're thinking you're nice
Now

like Santa Claus 
by the way you getting gifted
and I ain't talking bout no coccy shit 
I'm talking bout them solid gold bricks 
in my lyrics Riffs
break

I'm still here raising kids with my daddy shoes
I'm still here calling plays with the audible
Kill me when people tell me that they be still writing
I'm

Sekou Story

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

, the nigga was fly
Prada shoes, a lotta jewelry, stayed high
Got a call, he's in N.Y.
Needs a couple of Gs 'til tomorrow, I dips by
For a season where he's

of this fucking noise

Moon-walk in the blue night
And to hell with who you want me to be
I take my shoes off watch me move oh I'm too nice
Yeah we,

an emo brit
My bruvs are crackers and we all eat ritz
This is a nice quiet place innit?
Please sit idley by while we colonize it
Quite the nice day don't