(featuring II Men)
[Nas Man, we love you man, you me? This is coming the General man, Nas man love you man, this is to all of ya niggaz Who been using my name from day one to make yourselves Whether you shouting me out on records Whether you try to at me on your records, or whether you just you know...? You know... you know how you dick riding This goes out to ya we love you man, I've done made a lot of niggaz famous 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 wanna fuck 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 fancy cars, diamonds all shit thinking nigga chilling Got to go a whole bunch of big shit, all that bullshit But you what? Fuck that shit, you know how I feel? Yo
[Nas chorus] I'm never gonna give it up, that I made a mil', but that ain't enough Ocean and a beach so I can 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 good Ocean and a so I can really live 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 life's I entertain, been so many places, see so many different They the same from the stages the concert, hours of long work Home sick form the role, smoking my hurt Even thought now I'm songs It's better than, I was pedaling doing wrong I the crew along, we thuggin Fucking bitches; they go to their husbands Bitches ain't shit, we laughing them Can't even role the streets now, the heat I the nigga off impost, that shit is weak On trial, I'm gon' tell the judge He don't give me no smile, he give me no love, nor???? the jury That's when I need status and the blackness This motherfucker's hate rappers, what a
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2] My girl hate I'm with my boys, think I'm cheating Every morning knocking at my state policeman Give him a reason, but I give it to him said they heard a disturbance, and I just listen to him See, I cooperate until they me Cops hate when you the law, you ain't pussy - you not fake Can't explain how I miss the block When we was slinging my niggaz, screaming "Fuck the cops!" Now when I'm I can see my dead friends smile Wake up, I get some air, hit the mall for a - pick up some gear I'm going to the my engineer put the track up from "out west" And he me spit it clear...Uhh Another hit is just made, album So ones again we paid, and now we wilding Get hype to shoot the video, all in the yo I'm hoping that a nigga blow, but ya hear me thought
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Uhh...the say I ain't shit Hope I fall, but I can't Got to ball, got to chips Old ladies hate my moms cause kids ate them out to nothing Catch my on the bench fronting I got to awake, got to pray today Glad I'm still alive, fuck what haters say So many I ain't wanna rhyme Wanted a normal life, I ain't Nas all the time Uhh...so problems too, do what I got to do As as my moms say, "Boy, I'm proud of you!" I laying hits, one is never quits Plus if I stop, how I stay legit?