Luyện nghe bài hát Nas Is Like

Freedom or jail, clip's inserted, a baby's born
Same a man is murdered, the beginning and end
As far as rap go, it's only natural I
My plateau, and also, defines my name
First it was Nasty, but times have
Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my for pain
I spent time in the game, kept my on fame
Saw fiends up and do lines of cocaine
Saw my close friends shot, flatline am I
That depends, carry Mac-10's to my aim
On rooftops, CD covers to trees
Line the up with your weak picture then squeeze
Street scriptures for lost souls, in the
To the corner thugs hustling for that cost dough
To the big dogs living large, in light
Pushing big toys, getting nice, enjoying your
Is you make it, suicide, few try to take it
Belt around their neck in jail cells naked
and hell, rap legend, presence is felt
And of course N-A-S are the letters spell
NAS, NAS

"Nas is like" Earth, & Fire, rims and tires
Bulletproof glass, is the realest driver
Planets in orbit, 'em up with the stars
Tarot cards, you can see the Nas
"Nas is like" Mike, messiah type
the Christ, after the death
The last one left, let my cash invest in
Came a along way from blasting, tecs on
Went from Seiko to Rolex, owning
From the with no chips, to large cake dough
Dimes, giving fellatio, siete
Bet my nine spit for the
But what's it all worth, can't take it with you this Earth
Rich men died and tried, but of it worked
just rob your grave, I'd rather be alive and paid
Before my called, history's made
Some'll fall, but I rise, or die
Making choices, that determine my under the sky
To rob or kill, I'm wondering why
It's a dirty game, is any man worthy of
success to you, even if you wish me the opposite
Sooner or later we'll all see who the is

"Nas is like" Sex to a nympho, but sweet
I'm like beef, heat through your windows
I'm like a street sweeper, green breather
Like Greeks in Egypt, learning somethin deep they teachers
I'm like crime, like your nine, your man you die for
Always got you, I'm like Pac dude you cry for
I'm a whole lot of loot, I'm like crisp money
Corporate accounts from a company
I'm ecstasy for ladies, I'm like all races
Combined in one man; like the '99 jam
Bulletproof man
I'm like being locked down around new faces, and of 'em fam
I'm the feeling of a spending a hundred grand
I'm a poor dream, a thug poet
Live it and I write down and I watch it up
Y'all know what I'm like, y'all play it your system every
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