Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Nas and Nature

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

In a flashin, splashin like a uzi BlASTIN
Much love for thugs, God bless B.I.,
"Whattup with Cormega?" niggaz keep askin
The exhibition, flexin, throw my extra in
Chrome bugotti VVS's, it
Niggaz talkin bout, how they kept it on record
out, Q.B.C. but don't rep it
Am I my brothers keeper or a in love with reefer?
My Far Rock' would love to meet ya
"Life's a Bitch" but shit gets deeper, fuck chains and sneakers
I had dat, when cocaine was
Yo, who fake nigga soundin like me?
You wanna be me, but can't see a like me
I'm loungin, you're like on housin
You see my team comin and heart starts 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 that my fuckin heater wet
My is manifest, the words be correct
My empire rise, now my enemies are
Yo you finished, yo Nas you next

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

Nature you fake cat, try to be and got your chain snatched
Took the shit, and little brother's tape back
Now you against the Mega star, hundred stacks
in a Lex, LS, chewing on
but too sweet, burn my teeth
Firm don't no beef, burn the wonder
Five stars, Q.B. the Storm
The exclusive, check out the new kid on the next hit
the illest kicks, play the strength, what the writer bent
Hover from night to light, now the tightest shit
The click, we're airtight
Roll deep and wear Air Nikes, some to scare some the type
but we rock mics and jams, like we cock twice
Runnin the pretty 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 street
Prepared, scared, ones to bolster Flex
I'm ill, real, ain't no special effects
Yeah, bring the drama, I like the trauma
A gladiator, rocking steel plated
Yeah, you wanna step to me, you'd better bring a
My name is 'Mega, y'all scared to death of me
Yeah your man asked, I'm a Columbian refugee
Murder any in sight, any day or night
You see me in a jet Lex, the coke's white
Lampin on the Hill, nigga Nature thought he ill
I fucked his ass up I'm Holyfield
The Real Deal, Montana, for short
Of course, yeah, the fucking
Yeah, that nigga Nature talk about he my spot
Took one to the face, and just dropped

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