no thang But see, even if I say I don't claim They still know my face and they still know my name I see some vatos that I hate But I won't hit them up
to cap ya Pump, pump and I can't wait to bust a round Pump, pump my hollow point smacks the clown 'Cause what I said split his head And now they got
is coming) Nas is coming Nas is coming, Nas is coming Nas is coming (Nasty Nas is coming) Nas is coming Nas is coming, Nas is coming Nas is coming (
LOW For the niggaz who be claimin my hood and really ain't from my gang, better LAY LOW I hope he don't be thinkin I'm just talkin and I won't do a thing
I grew another fuckin' head? And his name was Violent Ed? And he head butt me every time I cussed? I would need two microphones when I bust Would you
and dead and move And then they woke up a lot of souls and hope to hell with the Nitty folk 'Cuz, 'cuz I be dreamin' I'm dead and gone And on the fucken
interior (I could) I could kill off some bears and dogs and shit Just to make you a fur coat I could love you and treat you with class (Oh yeah) And
the hoods Some sat up with the Rude Boy and puffed on his wood Our crew is gettin' bigger and there's way too many freeks The muffler's draggin' and
pursue But they're clowns to you. I kneel down on the real and i pray with you And never want to much, I make due for us, Believe me I stand on my word. I
I kneel down on the real and I pray with you And never want too much, I make due for us Believe me, I stand on my word I put that on everything, believe me when I
I've been in this game, it's a new day And I'm making it known 'cause I just want the world to know I'm paying my dues and I got the utmost, I just wanna
a new day And I'm making it known 'cause I just want the world to know I'm paying my dues, and I got the utmost, I just wanna let you know I'm payin'
let me foreplay And that's it She said If I would rap And make some dollars for us Maybe I can get a hit I was writing Then I found myself fighting For
Quanties but I know nobody In this contest I got to hold somebody Got a gun name Scottie And he bout to put his beam on him I wanna if he know I'm bout
alive Wanted dead or alive Wanted dead or alive See I'm stressed with pain My grandmama told me that I was blessed with the game I took it and I sold
ugh I grab the hitman by his mouth I'll ride ya, dodge ya and slide ya to your death with no regrets I touch his neck, his pulse is gone I shuts him
t mean that If it wasn't for the Hennessey And thug livin' for my enemy My brother still be alive and apart of me So I, say a prayer for that playa And I
'em with kindness, and blow up my name I came from nothin', and now I got a little change A nigga happy now but I went through some pain And everyday