(featuring II Men)
talking] Man, we love you man, you me? is coming from the General man, Nas man Bravehearts love you man, this is to all of ya Who been using my name day one to make yourselves famous Whether you shouting me out on records Whether you try to come at me on records, or whether you just you know...? You know... you how you dick riding man? This goes out to ya Cause we love you man, I've done made a lot of niggaz man But I'm gon' make you...I make you make the papers, this for you Hey yo, up It been a lot of times when a nigga ain't fuck with this rap shit no more this shit, but you know...? Through the year I started to see shit, you knowamsayin? Nigga see niggaz driving around with cars, diamonds all that shit Niggaz nigga chilling Got to go through a whole bunch of big shit, all bullshit But you what? Fuck that shit, you know how I feel? Yo
with chorus] I'm gonna give it up, fuck that I made a mil', but ain't good enough and a beach so I can really live it up See, that's the life baby, you got to understand its baby I'm never give it up, fuck that I made a mil', but that ain't enough Ocean and a beach so I can really it up See, that's the life baby, you got to understand its life
1] Uhh... I got the mention and the ride Platinum chain, and an ice All this fame in my hard I entertain, been so many places, see so many different They look the from the stages the concert, hours of long work Home form the role, smoking my lungs hurt Even now I'm recording songs better than, when I was pedaling doing wrong I brought the along, we thuggin Fucking bitches; they go to their husbands Bitches ain't shit, we with them even role the streets now, without the heat I the nigga off impost, that shit is weak On trial, what I'm gon' the judge He don't give me no smile, he don't give me no love, nor???? the That's when I celeb status and the blackness This motherfucker's hate rappers, what a
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2] My hate when I'm with my boys, think I'm cheating Every morning knocking at my door state Give him a reason, but I give it to him They said they heard a disturbance, and I listen to him See, I cooperate until they me Cops hate when you the law, you ain't pussy - you not fake Can't how much I miss the block When we was slinging my niggaz, screaming "Fuck the cops!" Now I'm dreaming I can see my dead friends smile Wake up, I get some air, hit the mall for a while - pick up some I'm going to the studio; my engineer put the up from "out west" And he me spit it clear...Uhh Another hit is made, another album So ones again we paid, and now we wilding Get to shoot the video, all in the city yo I'm hoping that a nigga blow, but ya hear me thought
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Uhh...the haters say I ain't Hope I fall, but I slip Got to ball, got to chips Old ladies hate my moms cause their kids ate out to nothing Catch my moms on the bench I got to awake, got to pray today Glad I'm alive, fuck what them haters say So many times I ain't wanna Wanted a normal life, I ain't Nas all the time Uhh...so many problems too, do I got to do As long as my moms say, "Boy, I'm of you!" I keep hits, one is never quits if I stop, how will I stay legit?