(featuring II Men)
[Nas Man, we you man, you hear me? This is from the General man, Nas man Bravehearts you man, this is to all of ya niggaz Who been my name from day one to make yourselves famous Whether you me out on your records Whether you try to come at me on your records, or whether you 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' you...I make you make the papers, this one's for you Hey yo, up It a lot of times when a nigga ain't wanna fuck with this rap shit no more Fuck shit, but you know...? Through the year I started to see shit, you knowamsayin? Nigga see niggaz driving around fancy cars, diamonds all that shit Niggaz nigga chilling Got to go through a whole of big shit, all that bullshit But you what? Fuck that shit, you know how I feel? Yo
[Nas chorus] I'm gonna give it up, fuck 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 baby I'm never gonna it up, fuck that I made a mil', but that good enough Ocean and a beach so I can live it up See, that's the life baby, you got to understand its baby
1] Uhh... I got the mention and the nice Platinum chain, and an ice All this in my life's hard I entertain, been so many places, see so many faces They look the from the stages After the concert, of long work Home sick form the role, smoking my lungs thought now I'm recording songs It's better than, when I was doing wrong I brought the crew along, we Fucking married bitches; they go to husbands Bitches ain't shit, we laughing them Can't even role the streets now, without the I bust the nigga off impost, that shit is 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 need celeb and the blackness This motherfucker's rappers, what a life
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2] My girl hate when I'm my boys, think I'm cheating morning knocking at my door state policeman Give him a reason, but I don't it to him They said they a disturbance, and I just listen to him See, I until they push me Cops hate when you know the law, you pussy - you not fake Can't explain how I miss the block When we was slinging with my niggaz, "Fuck the cops!" Now I'm dreaming I can see my dead friends smile up, I get some air, hit the mall for a while - pick up some gear I'm going to the studio; my engineer put the up from "out west" And he told me it clear...Uhh Another hit is just made, another So ones we getting paid, and now we wilding Get hype to shoot the video, all in the yo I'm hoping that a nigga blow, but ya don't me thought
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Uhh...the haters say I ain't Hope I fall, but I slip Got to ball, got to bank Old ladies hate my moms cause their kids ate out to nothing Catch my moms on the fronting I got to awake, got to pray today Glad I'm still alive, fuck what haters say So times I ain't wanna rhyme Wanted a normal life, when I ain't Nas all the Uhh...so many problems too, do I got to do As long as my say, "Boy, I'm proud of you!" I laying hits, one is never quits if I stop, how will I stay legit?