You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we up and I can't control it, hold it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that yak, I want to I a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I blazing Towel under the door smoke until the end Puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser Turn to something now pimpin' that's a savior Best things are green now pimp and get paper High off the instead of skyscraper Too low we local, come on homie, we major
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Feeling better than some on a Sunday afternoon Better a chick that say yes to soon Until you have a daughter, that's what I karma And you pray to god she don't grow too soon. Projects to' up, signs is thrown up hats broke off that's how we grow up Why you think shorty's write rhymes just to blow up? Get first car and then IRS show up He ain't never had shit but he had that come through flickin' and he had that shine Put two and two together in a little bad Gon' be a family on that funeral line Ask the reverend was the strip club cool if my tips help a pretty girl through school That's all I want wino's want they good whiskey I ain't in the Klan, but I brought my hood me
You motherfuckers better do job and roll up and watch how we roll up and I can't control it, can't it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that yak, I want to I take a hit of chronic, it got me stuck But what's amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the smoke until the days end Puff, puff then pass, fuck up rotation Hypnotic for Henny, now that's your chaser Turn to something now pimpin' that's a savior Best things are now pimp and get your paper High off the ground of skyscraper Too low thinkin' we local, on homie, we major
I heard the beat and I know what to write line, should it be about the hos or the ice? Four-four's or black Christ? Both flows be nice Rap about big paper or the man's plight At the studio asked my man to the right What this sound like, should I freestyle or write? He said, Nas, the fans want is Illmatic, Stillmatic Picked up the pad and pencil and what I feel Been like 12 since a nigga first signed Now I'm a free And I'm thinking it's To build my very own Cause rappers be of executive 9 to 5s And it hurts to see these be stealing the life And I love to give my blood and tears to the mic So y'all copped the LPs and y'all fiends got I'm Jesse on the balcony where King got killed I survived the livest niggas Lasting longer more than half of you clowns Look, I to cook before I had the game took Either way my change came Sam Cooke.
Feeling better I ever felt before today Like better late than never is Still we can make it better throwing all your away
You motherfuckers better do your job and up and watch how we roll up and I can't it, can't hold it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that yak, I to fuck I take a hit of chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I keep Towel under the door smoke until the end Puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser Turn nothing to something now pimpin' that's a Best things are green now and get your paper High off the ground instead of Too low thinkin' we local, on homie, we major