the mirror Checks out her ass in those True Religion jeans Shine on, shine on Shine on for me You gotta shine on Ain't nothing wrong with ya Shine on
your God This is our motto Your time to shine Don't wait in line Y vamos por todo People are raising Their expectations Go on and feed them This is your
this is our motto Your time to shine Don?t wait in line Y vamos por todo People are raising their expectations Go on and feel it This is your
your god this is our motto Your time to shine Don?t wait in line Y vamos por todo People are raising their expectations Go on and feel it This is your
y'all spades, y'all handle y'all cards But we ain't all odds, we just blaze, man Y'all playin' checkers in this game, this is chess, y'all pawns
your blessings So don't be mad if you ain't fly y'all You got the means to reach the level I'm on You should know there's only one Nas y'all But count
around me, C.R.E.A.M. It's a new year, dolla dolla bill y'all, yup! Get that money yup! Dolla dolla bill y'all, yup! Get that money yup! Dolla dolla bill
: [Hook] It's g-a-n-g-s-t-a That's how it be and it's gon' say (Y'all know whoooooooo) That's how it be when you see me That's how it be in NYC (Y'all
the rest.. the rest of ya'll.. don't think I don't know Ya just a hater.. They hate what you got They put a black eye on on the game whenever they play
And even that nigga ain't seein me My reflection have a hard time bein me So the tryna do me shit, It's time to dead it I'm what ya don't do, Even if
out my dick and just pee on flames She on Wayne, but she ain't what I be on I'm Leon, I pee on you pee-on's for eon's I'm in my prime like Deion I'm a
waitin' on him, Here I come, droptop Phantom, I'm skatin' on 'em, look around, All the bitch niggas hatin' on him, Mad cause I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them
on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew starving cause he ain't the whole cake, nigga He ain't Nas, ain't B.I.G., ain't Jigga If he ain't Cube or
hat, Tilted to the side like you know I get my grind on. Get my shine on. Jewelry Black in all rhinestones. Rims spinning like a globe, on these low pros
and I ain't even check the mileage, When we was fighting with crips it weren't 'bout no dollars, It was about selling dope to put our kids through college, I'm sitting on
Don't depend on tomorrow you can get shot today I'll spit acid on your turf and watch your block decay Dawg I spit on your grave and fertilize you too
of 'caine I still shine at the end when y'all forced to rain Changed the game, three shots parade ya Range Hit the passenger, driver, old man on a cane
shouldn't take 9/11 to bring our minds together Shit rough we'll grind together Light a candle we can shine forever or I can pass So I won't miss Aaliyah
