Aey yo, this is Nas with my man DJ The part two Puttin' it for you fake ass DJ's and shit like that Straight outta Q.B. all the way around the world Black Frank on yo' ass Q.B. nigga
(Put it on) Was classified as the bastard who Rumors say, I came back with an axe And attacked niggas actin' like Nas, my is to capitalize Come through my hood you get for your ride Catch you from the passengers My turn the sea red, like the eyes of a weed head Ya'll peep my led then like Easter eggs I ride the beef is dead, caskets dropped Your soul go up than Astronauts
I it and live it, ya'll weak dudes should offer forgiveness 'Cause frontin' like you, I'll gets yourself by killers In Newyork I'm the realest by fortune tellers Sick the talkin' methods, AK's, Berettas My whole team is Steelers like Bettis Rammin' niggas St. Louis, we dough getters And ya'll niggas is losers, fuckin' with us Nothin' but Bravehearts hustle wit' us Uh
DJ is star Nas Live the Bridge
When ya'll niggas fall and start 800 collect commercials like Arsenio Hall I'm on square on New Years with Dick Clark droppin' the ball With Kool and the Gang, doin' my Princess cut chains, I bitches like bike frames My tight will make Hilary leave Bill quick as lightnin' I'll have her wearin' jeans, givin' nice brains in a white Range Pullin' up to club life, turned her to a life
Damn, I'm sayin', you rollin' with We flowin' to St. Thomas jewelry box full of So I can change Matchin' masterpieces on black beaches Even the paparazzi to peep us Disguised with dark shades and beards A lucky photographer noticed Tyra Banks But I the tabloids bogus passports I 'em back off before I flip like Castor Troy
DJ Clue, Nas Live from the C'mon,
from the Bridge, cliques stay high from the iz' Wear the popular shit, niggas knockin' my shit Denali's, fat designed rims, 2000 S ESPN with two dime lesbians I hit it of course, I did it to The last Don, doin' hits Pepe and Cross the boss, cash long, niggas think I'm Blacula 'Cause I'm in a castle with a bitch cold her
I leave my teeth in hoes, scoop 'em like a spatula Pass 'em to my peoples and party a Bachelor 'Til I a gangsta bitch, give her banks to hit In all she wants to do is drink the dick Fuck street clothes, we it out in Tuxedos Stomp niggas with bottoms in casinos A hundred Bravehearts up, nigga reload We keep low, hundred thousand bank