felony lake bent Driving them Porsche, niggaz saying Nas came through With flying saucers, with some strange shoes on the tiring flossing So now they know wanna offer 'em killing stick 'em and cost 'em
another felony lake bent Driving them Porsche, niggaz saying Nas came through With flying saucers, with some strange shoes on the tiring flossing So now they know wanna offer 'em killing stick 'em and cost 'em
I Aint Never Been A Cocky Kid Know They Could Kill Me If They Shot Pac And Big But I Let My Bandana Hang In The City Of Angles We Gangbang I Move That
ball wit the best of them (Ghetto girls) They rock braids and do 'em straight And in the kitchen fix they mom some kool-aid (Ghetto girls) They think they can hang
all my sin is straight ?? and thank the hood for all the love they gave Forgive em all for all in this to hate ohhh let their be light [Verse 2:]
, let tobacco fly Condos are tuneproof, we're looking out the sky's moonroof Shittin like gin and prune juice Yo the system wants the coon's noose, hang em
lil nigga, husband not knowin she's out Could you believe Eve, Mother Earth of the seas Niggaz thirst you, you just let em hurt you and leave What up
: [Nas] Don't hurt nuttin.. [Chorus] A teenage thug (you can't tell them shit) A teenage thug (nigga just chasin his dick) A teenage thug (he want the
, it was Nas at the time We would memorize every single bar of his rhymes Summertime, kids is playin' in the park I might just ride by, let 'em sprinkle
break 'em, crash 'em, take 'em, smash 'em Bang 'em, bruise 'em, hang 'em - Go hard Break 'em, crash 'em, take 'em, smash 'em Bang 'em, bruise 'em, hang 'em
baby Is that you? Uh, let's talk about it now If ya know what I mean shorty let yo' self be seen ya heard If ya know what I mean shorty let yo' self
E T I'm approachin' the podium, vouchers votin' for me 'cause I keep it real with 'em every time I deal with 'em They bounced with me from the start and I'm still with 'em
sign, bringin' out lyricists I attract heat, I be the under overground Microphone magician, subteranean, unindentified sky-toucher Maneuver the machines and rip apart MC's And hang 'em
they gave And I forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate Oh, let there be light Oh, let it be, let it be, yeah, yeah Let it be, let it be
For lovin' me girl, just wanna thank you Look at what you can do man Free I like this shit right here man Girl c'mon get up, let's do it like this Santana
