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