Nasty - Album Version (Explicit)

Song	Nasty - Album Version (Explicit)
Artist	Nas
Album	Life Is Good

Lyrics

[00:13.55]	Word
[00:14.84]	Got some Remy Martin, some good-ass cigars
[00:16.86]	Check it out
[00:17.56]
[00:17.79]	Ayo, late night, candlelight, fiend wit'diesel in his needle
[00:21.39]	Queensbridge leader, no equal, I come from the Wheel of Ezekiel
[00:24.55]	To pop thousand-dollar bottles of scotch, smoke purp, and heal the people
[00:27.96]	Any rebuttal to what I utter get box-cuttered
[00:30.35]	Count how many bad honeys I slut, it's a high number
[00:32.87]	Name a nigga under the same sky that I'm under
[00:34.65]	Who gets money, remain fly, yeah, I wonder
[00:36.86]	Eyes flutter as love when Nas pops up
[00:39.19]	Stars get starstruck, panties start drippin'
[00:40.93]	The ways of Carlito, blaze, torpedo cigars
[00:44.34]	Drop moves, drop clothes
[00:46.23]	Louis the XIII freaks, women nice size
[00:48.54]	I ride like Porsches, thick, brown and gorgeous
[00:50.82]	It ain't my fault, semiautomatic weapons
[00:52.92]	I brought the world “Crazy,” I'm rich and I'm girl-crazy
[00:55.52]	Dick ‘em, convince ‘em all to praise me
[00:58.16]	They ideology is confusion, I lose ‘em
[01:00.04]	Fellates me, who hate me? My gun off safety
[01:02.03]	Since a Tunnel escape key, my jewelry in HD
[01:04.32]
[01:09.29]	Silent rage, pristine in my vintage shades
[01:11.38]	I'm not in the winters of my life or the beginner stage, I am the dragon
[01:14.05]	Maserati, pumpin'Biggie, the great legend
[01:16.18]	Blastin', I'm after the actress who played Faith Evans
[01:18.54]	My little Jackie Onassis, dig?
[01:20.30]	I'm so high, I never land like Mike Jackson's crib
[01:22.47]	Best on .45, still crack ya rib sacrilege
[01:24.80]	When lids talk trash about the nasty kid
[01:27.28]	Past nasty now, I'm gross and repulsive
[01:29.48]	Talk money, is you jokin'? Cash everywhere, in my bank, in the sofa
[01:32.17]	In the walls, in the cars, in my wallet, in my pocket
[01:34.16]	On the floors, ceiling, the safe, bitch
[01:36.39]	I got all you envy, but don't offend
[01:37.89]	I'm skinny, but still I'm too big for a Bentley
[01:39.40]	You are your car, what could represent?
[01:41.19]	Too Godly to be a Bugatti, you honestly
[01:43.09]	Must design me somethin'Tommy Mottonic from Queens had before the '90s
[01:46.22]	Drug dealer call, rush to the bar
[01:48.27]	Move, niggas, we don't give a fuck who you are
[01:50.41]	Black card heavy like a magnet, in my stitched denims
[01:53.01]	Pretty women see them them saggin'
[01:54.73]	Bet a hundred stacks, niggas'll run it back
[01:57.04]	Just havin'fun, I ain't even begun to black
[01:59.24]	Light another blunt in fact
[02:00.81]
[02:08.59]	(Nasty)
[02:10.72]	Nasty kid
[02:12.83]	(Nasty)
[02:13.94]	Yeah
[02:14.74]	(Nasty)
[02:15.76]	The kid!
[02:16.57]	(Nasty)
[02:17.65]	Nasty kid
[02:21.17]
[02:23.21]	For the hustlers, thick as yellow bitches for the suck of it
[02:25.55]	Got a bunch of niggas in prison braggin', sayin'“It was Nas I used to hustle wit'”
[02:28.98]	I display fashions while my lungs engage hashes, guns on my waist past his
[02:32.10]	Since I'm cakin'up, put funds in my safe, laughin'
[02:34.46]	And joining the niggas passin'you niggas was straight assin'
[02:36.56]	Excuse the vulgarity, I'm still not fully adjusted
[02:39.03]	Or used to the new fans hearin'me spit rapidly
[02:41.28]	I never see the whips niggas be claimin'they drivin'
[02:43.62]	I guess entertainment means blatantly lyin'
[02:45.53]	Fake it 'til you make it, I've driven those toys
[02:48.19]	Been in the wars, in the streets, cops kickin'in doors
[02:50.56]	For my deen niggas, your flow cheap as limousine liquor
[02:53.25]	I'm no fake rap CD listener, sit back and roll a mean swisher
[02:56.49]	For my Gs, tell these clowns make room for the king, nigga
[03:00.79]

Pinyin

[00:13.55]	Word
[00:14.84]	Got some Remy Martin, some goodass cigars
[00:16.86]	Check it out
[00:17.56]
[00:17.79]	Ayo, late night, candlelight, fiend wit' diesel in his needle
[00:21.39]	Queensbridge leader, no equal, I come from the Wheel of Ezekiel
[00:24.55]	To pop thousanddollar bottles of scotch, smoke purp, and heal the people
[00:27.96]	Any rebuttal to what I utter get boxcuttered
[00:30.35]	Count how many bad honeys I slut, it' s a high number
[00:32.87]	Name a nigga under the same sky that I' m under
[00:34.65]	Who gets money, remain fly, yeah, I wonder
[00:36.86]	Eyes flutter as love when Nas pops up
[00:39.19]	Stars get starstruck, panties start drippin'
[00:40.93]	The ways of Carlito, blaze, torpedo cigars
[00:44.34]	Drop moves, drop clothes
[00:46.23]	Louis the XIII freaks, women nice size
[00:48.54]	I ride like Porsches, thick, brown and gorgeous
[00:50.82]	It ain' t my fault, semiautomatic weapons
[00:52.92]	I brought the world " Crazy," I' m rich and I' m girlcrazy
[00:55.52]	Dick ' em, convince ' em all to praise me
[00:58.16]	They ideology is confusion, I lose ' em
[01:00.04]	Fellates me, who hate me? My gun off safety
[01:02.03]	Since a Tunnel escape key, my jewelry in HD
[01:04.32]
[01:09.29]	Silent rage, pristine in my vintage shades
[01:11.38]	I' m not in the winters of my life or the beginner stage, I am the dragon
[01:14.05]	Maserati, pumpin' Biggie, the great legend
[01:16.18]	Blastin', I' m after the actress who played Faith Evans
[01:18.54]	My little Jackie Onassis, dig?
[01:20.30]	I' m so high, I never land like Mike Jackson' s crib
[01:22.47]	Best on . 45, still crack ya rib sacrilege
[01:24.80]	When lids talk trash about the nasty kid
[01:27.28]	Past nasty now, I' m gross and repulsive
[01:29.48]	Talk money, is you jokin'? Cash everywhere, in my bank, in the sofa
[01:32.17]	In the walls, in the cars, in my wallet, in my pocket
[01:34.16]	On the floors, ceiling, the safe, bitch
[01:36.39]	I got all you envy, but don' t offend
[01:37.89]	I' m skinny, but still I' m too big for a Bentley
[01:39.40]	You are your car, what could represent?
[01:41.19]	Too Godly to be a Bugatti, you honestly
[01:43.09]	Must design me somethin' Tommy Mottonic from Queens had before the ' 90s
[01:46.22]	Drug dealer call, rush to the bar
[01:48.27]	Move, niggas, we don' t give a fuck who you are
[01:50.41]	Black card heavy like a magnet, in my stitched denims
[01:53.01]	Pretty women see them them saggin'
[01:54.73]	Bet a hundred stacks, niggas' ll run it back
[01:57.04]	Just havin' fun, I ain' t even begun to black
[01:59.24]	Light another blunt in fact
[02:00.81]
[02:08.59]	Nasty
[02:10.72]	Nasty kid
[02:12.83]	Nasty
[02:13.94]	Yeah
[02:14.74]	Nasty
[02:15.76]	The kid!
[02:16.57]	Nasty
[02:17.65]	Nasty kid
[02:21.17]
[02:23.21]	For the hustlers, thick as yellow bitches for the suck of it
[02:25.55]	Got a bunch of niggas in prison braggin', sayin'" It was Nas I used to hustle wit'"
[02:28.98]	I display fashions while my lungs engage hashes, guns on my waist past his
[02:32.10]	Since I' m cakin' up, put funds in my safe, laughin'
[02:34.46]	And joining the niggas passin' you niggas was straight assin'
[02:36.56]	Excuse the vulgarity, I' m still not fully adjusted
[02:39.03]	Or used to the new fans hearin' me spit rapidly
[02:41.28]	I never see the whips niggas be claimin' they drivin'
[02:43.62]	I guess entertainment means blatantly lyin'
[02:45.53]	Fake it ' til you make it, I' ve driven those toys
[02:48.19]	Been in the wars, in the streets, cops kickin' in doors
[02:50.56]	For my deen niggas, your flow cheap as limousine liquor
[02:53.25]	I' m no fake rap CD listener, sit back and roll a mean swisher
[02:56.49]	For my Gs, tell these clowns make room for the king, nigga
[03:00.79]