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