(featuring II Men)
talking] Man, we you man, you hear me? This is coming the General man, Nas man Bravehearts love you man, this is to all of ya Who been using my name from day one to make famous Whether you shouting me out on your Whether you try to come at me on records, or whether you just you know...? You know... you know how you dick riding This goes out to ya Cause we love you man, I've done made a lot of famous man But I'm gon' make you...I make you make the papers, one's for you Hey yo, up It been a lot of times a nigga ain't wanna fuck with this rap shit no more Fuck this shit, but you know...? Through the I started to see shit, you knowamsayin? Nigga see niggaz driving around with fancy cars, all that shit Niggaz thinking nigga Got to go through a whole of big shit, all that bullshit But you know 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 good enough and a beach so I can really live it up See, that's the life baby, you got to understand its life I'm never gonna give it up, that I made a mil', but that ain't good Ocean and a beach so I can live it up See, that's the life baby, you got to understand its life
1] Uhh... I got the and the nice ride Platinum chain, and an ice All this in my life's hard I entertain, been so many places, see so different faces look the same from the stages After the concert, hours of work sick form the role, smoking my lungs hurt Even thought now I'm recording It's better than, when I was doing wrong I brought the along, we thuggin Fucking married bitches; they go to their Bitches ain't shit, we laughing with Can't even role the now, without the heat I bust the off impost, that shit is weak On trial, I'm gon' tell the judge He give me no smile, he don't give me no love, nor???? the jury That's I need celeb status and the blackness This hate rappers, what a life
with changes]
2] My girl hate I'm with my boys, think I'm cheating Every morning knocking at my door policeman him a reason, but I don't give it to him They said they heard a disturbance, and I listen to him See, I cooperate they push me Cops hate when you know the law, you pussy - you not fake Can't explain how I miss the block we was slinging with my niggaz, screaming "Fuck the cops!" Now when I'm dreaming I can see my dead smile Wake up, I get air, hit the mall for a while - pick up some gear I'm going to the studio; my engineer put the track up "out west" And he told me it clear...Uhh hit is just made, another album So ones again we getting paid, and now we Get hype to the video, all in the city yo I'm hoping that a blow, but ya don't hear me thought
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Uhh...the haters say I shit Hope I fall, but I slip Got to ball, got to bank Old ladies hate my moms cause their kids ate them out to my moms on the bench fronting I got to stay awake, got to pray Glad I'm still alive, what them haters say So many times I ain't wanna Wanted a normal life, when I Nas all the time Uhh...so many problems too, do I got to do As long as my say, "Boy, I'm proud of you!" I keep laying hits, one is never Plus if I stop, how I stay legit?