Lyrics:
most of these girls ain't got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my esés,
And I just want to let y'all know
Who I came down here with
I slid in here with Lord J
And Alamo with the A
And I came to get wreck, like this
I
laughter
It stays with me after
All this time
And I
I still got your records
Clash and the selector
And don't worry Desmond Dekker's doin' fine
these hoes
If you slip and you fall I got you my nigga, hold on
If you right or you wrong, if you riding come on
By the end of this song, can't be hiding
other party, don't stop 'til the morning
But before I go, this is what I say
"Mr. D.J., spin it one more time
We gonna play it back to back, we gon'
Yo, what up? This is Nas with the official
() , J period "If I Ruled the World" was
Originally a Kurtis Blow record
You know? Somebody who I love
They were originally just called
The Mothers, and then
Uh, when we finally got
Our record contract with MGM
some pinhead there had decided that this
5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call Vegas and bet
By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J
Tell them niggas to bet against
i been in the house all night
i don't know nothing bout that shit man
I got the album right here
man send this to em
'm better off just left alone (exclusive)
And I ain't even tryna go there with record sales
I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself
Say, "What
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block
Used to have a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know
concentrate (yeah, woo)
You ain't got the bait, that it takes to hook this, huh (come on)
DJ's in the mix shows
You better go to the record store and cop
they plowin' up my home
In this way
In this way.
I said, buddy, shake your gloom
They're just here to make more room
Dick:
I started out in florida, uh producing a record at a studio, and I got friendly with the engineer, and got interested in engineering. next
On the uptown high block, he got his side sprayed up
I saw his life slippin', this is a minor setback
Yo, still in all we livin', just dream about the get-back
back at my pad."
We got to my house we walked through the door
Threw on "Night and Day" by
Al. B Sure
She grabbed me, gave me kiss on the lips
So I
record, broken record
Broken record, broken record, broken man
Oh yeah
I've got no leads in this case
I can't keep up the pace
I've given up the chase
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
Because your beauty, by contrast
Is gonna make a young man cry
I've dreamed, honey, of a night like this
I've schemed, honey, of a night like this
You
Oh, ladies and gentlemen
The moment you've all been waiting for
In this corner, weighing 175 pounds
With a record of 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and 4
'cause I got love on the list
High powered juice where I
Don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and
Get hugs from the misses
Pounds from my brothers
'm saying?
R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P
I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob a industry nigga
Don't take this shit 'cause we
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
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