Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Nas and Nature

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

In a ja'causezi flashin, splashin like a uzi
Much love for thugs, God bless B.I.,
"Whattup with Cormega?" niggaz keep askin
The exhibition, flexin, throw my extra in
Chrome VVS's, check it
Niggaz talkin bout, how real they kept it on
out, Q.B.C. but don't rep it
Am I my keeper or a faggot in love with reefer?
My Far Rock' would love to meet ya
"Life's a Bitch" but shit deeper, fuck gold chains and sneakers
I had dat, when was cheaper
Yo, who fake 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 heart poundin
You shook, paid off the book
jeal-ous, my LS is off the hook
You see the Lex, you fake ass thug, you need
or be another nigga my fuckin heater wet
My poetry is manifest, the words be
My empire rise, now my enemies are
Yo Nature you finished, yo Nas you

Yeah, my little man
YouknowhatI'msayin, Nas
It ain't nuttin personal, all business yaknahmsayin?
You let your faggot ass man come around me
But my man got a few words he say to you

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

I'm a to "Street Dreamin"
Nigga your whole crew is twenty-two's, my dudes sweepin
Prepared, never scared, ones to bolster
I'm ill, everything's real, no special effects
Yeah, the drama, I like the fuckin trauma
A gladiator, steel plated armor
Yeah, you wanna step to me, you'd bring a referee
My name is 'Mega, y'all scared to death of me
Yeah your man asked, I'm like a Columbian
any nigga in sight, any day or night
You see me in a jet black Lex, the white
Lampin on the Hill, that nigga thought he ill
I fucked his ass up like I'm
The Real Deal, Montana, for short
Of course, yeah, the boss
Yeah, that nigga talk about he takin my spot
Took one punch to the face, and just

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