Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Nas and Nature

(Yo Son, this all on your shit)
Nah what's
(Nigga Nas to commit, yeah word em up)
Not that nigga, not that nigga nigga's too pretty
(You gotta do somethin man, you gotta do somethin man, up)
that nigga to war
Yo Nature, man

In a ja'causezi flashin, splashin like a uzi
Much for thugs, God bless B.I., askin
"Whattup Cormega?" Live niggaz keep askin
The exhibition, flexin, throw my extra in
Chrome bugotti VVS's, it
Niggaz talkin bout, how real they kept it on
Screamin out, Q.B.C. but rep it
Am I my brothers keeper or a faggot in love with
My Far Rock' niggaz would love to ya
"Life's a Bitch" but shit gets deeper, fuck gold chains and
I had dat, when was cheaper
Yo, who this nigga soundin like me?
You wanna be me, but can't see a like me
I'm loungin, you're like bookies on
You see my team comin and your starts poundin
You shook, getting off the book
jeal-ous, my LS is off the hook
You see the Lex, you fake ass thug, you respect
or be another nigga that my fuckin wet
My poetry is manifest, the words be
My empire rise, now my enemies are
Yo you finished, yo Nas you next

Yeah, my little man
YouknowhatI'msayin, Nas
It nuttin personal, it's all business yaknahmsayin?
You let your faggot ass man come around me
But my man got a few he wanna say to you

you fake cat, try to be down and got your chain snatched
Took the shit, and your little brother's back
Now you against the Mega star, puffin hundred
in a Lex, LS, on Escobars
but too sweet, burn my teeth
Firm don't want no beef, burn the
Five stars, Q.B. the Desert
The Mobb exclusive, out the new kid on the next hit
Find the illest kicks, play the strength, what the writer
Hover from to light, now push the tightest shit
The tighest click, we're
Roll deep and wear Air Nikes, some to scare some the bear
but we rock mics and jams, like we cock twice
with the pretty boys, bitches say that's not nice
Straight out the 'Bridge, my DeLorean,
And if you sign me you can find me where the coke is

I'm a to "Street Dreamin"
your whole crew is twenty-two's, my dudes street sweepin
Prepared, never scared, ones to Flex
I'm ill, everything's real, ain't no special
Yeah, bring the drama, I the fuckin trauma
A gladiator, rocking steel plated
Yeah, you step to me, you'd better bring a referee
My name is 'Mega, y'all niggaz scared to of me
Yeah man asked, I'm like a Columbian refugee
Murder any nigga in sight, any day or
You see me in a jet Lex, the coke's white
Lampin on the Hill, that nigga thought he ill
I fucked his ass up I'm Holyfield
The Real Deal, Montana, drama for
Of course, yeah, the boss
Yeah, that Nature talk about he takin my spot
Took one punch to the face, and just

It's over La, I don't even know why you won't try to come at me
This is Cor Mega
You know I'm the you fuckin faggot
fuck you up
That's why my man your fuckin gold chain
and now he's your shit in the projects, you're a fuckin bitch
Knahmsayin Nas? You to you need to you need to
get a fuckin fireproof fuckin van that's how you through
the projects or niggaz'll burn your down
Them is idiots, yo
Talkin about "Street Dreams" a pink ass suit
What the fuck kind of you niggaz workin with, man?
Last y'all niggaz sold was y'all ass!
You fuck me, you're fuckin with the best, man, knahmsayin?
But y'all ain't ready for fucking war
Y'all ready for the motherfuckin, the gun battles
or the on sight man
don't with me man, I got no more to say man
ass bay-atches!