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Straight up shit is and any day could be your last in the jungle Get murdered on the humble, guns'll blast, tumble The is the hot spot, full of mad criminals Who don't care, beers, we all stare At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better North we get the four pounders, and take their face off The streets is with undercovers, homicide chasing brothers The D.A.'s on the roof, to, watch us and knock us And coppers, even come through in helicopters I drink a little vodka, a L and hold a Glock for The fronters, wannabe ill niggas and runners Thinking it happen til I, trap em and clap em And em done, won't even run about Gods I don't believe in none of shit, your facts are backwards Nas is a rebel of the corner Pulling a Tec out the dresser, got me under pressure
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Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of drinking, marijuana smoking street dweller Who's on the corner, rolling up blessed When I dress, it's nothing less than Guess Cold be walking a bop and my hat turned back Love sins and my friends sell crack This raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue The school drop-out, liked the shit from day one life ain't shit but stress fake niggas and crab stunts So I guzzle my Hennesey while on mad blunts The brutalizer, de-sizer, accelerator The type of who be pissing in your elevator Somehow the rap game reminds me of the game Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's black frames Now I'm into fat chains, sex and Fly new chicks and new kicks, and Beck's
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No see my, stacks are fat, this is what it's about Before the BDP conflict MC Shan Around the time Shante dissed the Real Roxxane I to wake up every morning, see my crew on the block Every day's a different plan that had us from cops If it wasn't out in front of cocaine spots We was at the candy factory, breaking the Nowadays, I need the green in a flash just the next man Fuck a yard God, let me see a hundred use a gun Son, but fuck being the wanted man But if I hit rock bottom then be the Son of Sam Then call the crew to get too With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you the profit My is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it It's your on drugs, to all fly bitches and thugs 'Nough to the projects, I'm ghost, One Love
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