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QB the NYC
We gonna to this
To all my (yeah, yeah)
To all the

Sometimes I
Will a go under because of his hunger
game is risky
If a slips six deep
these niggaz really miss me
Dead partners too
All these niggaz on me
I won't give no loot to them
Sometimes I
I...

(Nas)
Top of the world is what I'm at
These niggaz is gats at my circle
I catch you, my first reaction is to you
I hit your bird too, two in scalp then you out
Your thug crew is out, oozing out
Some caine
Knowing nothing this murder game
Its told but hard to hear
When finally find out its real
Thats when they heart fear
The real remains the weak will
My words is 20/20, my vocals are clear
911 style on your mind like chrome
Lets say your brains is V12, put it in let it roam
What color? as well make it same as your dome
You need your thoughts together, that destination is unknown
As we travel on this road, an infinite path, I get into this
Drop and get for this cash
Will I be subject to kill, my life by a gat
Just when I I made it out, the street is calling me back

(Nature)
I know a lot of fiends by they name
Living in Queens, a lot of getting stuck for they chains
dirty guns, the young owe dirty ones
Running wild, niggaz I raise hell above
Live in sin, rocks, benjamin grin
once I got knocked, it would end
Never
They try to tell me I don't my own
The thugs know, they my zone
Like the trademark
For coney isle, yeah you me now
I'm giving hugs, phoney smiles
Stack profits, you know how the niggaz on the get
Try to give you dap to at your pockets
Cruise advance new just the rules of the land
You could tell if they or lamb
You could fight a few, a few that ran
Or you could feed them and your hand
What you do?

(Nas)
Blessing be to the ones who us
Transcend spiritual essences
In Allah's you rest in
To him we for my peeps
Floyd, Twin and Taiyeh, Mr. back in the day
Get the money yam, he use to say not only nice with
But streetsmart he was a man
I try to understand deep plot
I think of Weewop, Shikeisha both was mad nice on the rocks
They could have pro but only God knows why not
Like my nigga Bing, let your sneakers not be
He'll snapping on you, making a scene
Kept the lye, a cool nigga warm heart and fly
You still alive, I see you in sister's face
Are you there pa? Or looking on a distant place?
My thoroughbreds, Blackhead but real
Expect to see your black jeep fly over the
In the spirit of Richie Lou
Remind the world of the crimes NY pigs do
We miss you, and Sonia
Rest in peace to Marty, a 41st of Vernon soldier
T.J. better known as Killer
I can't replace you, but in me will always have a brother my nigga

My man till we meet again
You it up there, I'll hold it down here
I you hear my prays clear

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