Nas: One}
Back to back Benzes, wit the gremlins Gaudiere style lenses, in the 40 cal, this is Life now, let me find out, you the life style of mine no pal of Runnin' wit goons wit wounds from jail time Got the lookin' like tycoon, we all shine While we parle wit the mommy of 25th street Watch how in the Lex do it I'm in the 6 V wit the 12 to it You wanna stick me, then put ya to it I die black, we see you in Kingdom you try that the fly cat, 2 point 5 multiply that Cash rules, on my arm I flash jewels, and You can look, but don't we bad news
AZ: Two} American Me, elgancy, Wit the to be rich before the bury me Born a Baptist, but moved on to higher My fire ashes, only macks I wit We all Dons, strong arm, all on But if war we on, comin' for niggas who crossed me wrong Select features, sit connect the pieces Inject the thesis, to my pops and left him speechless He saw me sprout, goin' worlds that wore me out Never call me out, bitches and money, that's we all about all the routes landed here, beach houses wit the chandaliere Me & my crew, mad of beer copin', live vibe, still eyes open, it's clear Presidential Suites at the
How you on your block?
AZ: Mines is hot, how you livin' on your
I got it locked, goin' down on your side, who got shot?
AZ: Same dun
Yeah, alright I'll you up top
AZ: Yo it's hard to shake this feelin' that I might get
Dun you know it don't stop, we can't up shop
AZ: Three} VVSin', nuttin' less than how we kidded, cuties wear the sleazy dress & See me flexin' through the hood, d's be search, tryin' to find weapons for gun possession Never want for questions, every move made is professors, let's take it back to the essence Another version, of the Goldie, mack, servin' Convince the urban, project, prince emergin' Hispanic, hollow tips, massive damage The path was granted, loaded gats, the cannon chipped up, by morals don't get it mixed up Dis what?, millionaire strut, wit the cup Switched up, slow goin', showin' Doe flowin', eyes don't lie, knowin' Main attraction, lace in the latest fashion Trained in never, rockin' Gators clashin' wear, AZ, Firm extrordinaire Make it more severe, lockin' shit down all this
{Verse Four} Nowhere to go from here, but the top of sphere Nuttin' stoppin' us here, we this here Wit the black toaster by my hip bone, a holster See me at the Copa, platinum The God's wit me, mad blunt smoke, it's hard to me Pick one out of two dimes to me New nines is crispy, on chips, rhyme on shit that's strictly made for cats whose Excuse me, is your bitch in my 6 turnin' up the volume when she my hits On her mad flicks, now you want me blasted But get it confused over this rap shit laced, lookin' at diamonds in my onyx face Oyster Roly wit the day & date Y'all hate this To fly for female singers who get lifts & fake We rule the world & cities I of this son we made it past the jakes, fakes and fiends of the (Wor)
AZ (Nas): (Unh...What?) It's a doe thing, know the game don't change (un, un) the Coke game (Coke game) to the dope game a slow brain (Dope game) Ha, ha (Fuck a no name) We done did it again son, they fuck around (No doubt, un)
AZ (Nas) {Overlapping each You know the game don't stop, from the Coke game to the Dope (Firm Biz, Biz...un...Total Package) Niggas know that the game stop from the game to the Dope game fuck a no (un, un B.K., Q.B., un) That the game don't stop, the Coke game to the Dope game, the doe... (Escobar, Sosa, ha ha, un) Niggas that the game don't stop (Firm Biz) from the Coke game to the game
AZ: Niggas know that the don't stop Niggas that the game don't stop Niggas know that the game don't from the Coke game, to the Dope game, fuck a no