| Yo, nori know this, and nori know that | |
| But nori know gat (why) | |
| Cause nori buck dat | |
| Iraq'll make you famous | |
| Throwing gang signs like it's sign language | |
| Distinguish us from the others | |
| Kidnap your baby mothers | |
| Bringing drama to the deep covers | |
| Salute g, bust you down like a lucie | |
| Jose probably lay with a gold uzi | |
| Crunk italy, africa and sicily | |
| Niggaz acting sissy see | |
| Pointing guns and missing me | |
| (nas: "yo son, it's on son") | |
| Hey yo there's beef in the hood again | |
| Niggaz came with hoods again | |
| Thinking that it woulda been | |
| Saw us, from what we first did | |
| When we did | |
| Now we twist another wig, a mother lose another kid | |
| But it's beef now, keep it short | |
| Real brief now | |
| Strike vigorous, no intentions of missing it | |
| They sent the message, or example, whatever | |
| Set it up man on man | |
| Only to score we apply the plan | |
| Quickly explain why you ran in this dark land | |
| We lay you down in the sand | |
| On the lines like the internet | |
| Many would come if you would pose off | |
| Against my set, there ain't a nigga yet | |
| Smoke so much, niggaz say i need nicarette | |
| You say bogie but you used to say cigarette | |
| Nine-oh, a new religion, a new beginning | |
| [chorus] | |
| I'm leaving | |
| Baby don't go | |
| I know the block is hot | |
| Boo i'll watch your spot | |
| I'm leaving | |
| Sweetie don't leave | |
| I need you to stay with me (come on) | |
| Uh huh, uh, uh | |
| Uh huh, uh, uh | |
| I'm leaving | |
| Boo i can't understand | |
| And don't think that i'll be back again | |
| [nature] | |
| It's like a bad dream | |
| And i can't wake up | |
| Mouth caked up | |
| Knowing these cats is fake fucks | |
| And it ain't right | |
| With no love, them hugs ain't tight | |
| Son we used to pop bottles and slugs the same night | |
| [noreaga] | |
| Hey yo they left me | |
| Right hand damaged and i ain't lefty | |
| Couldn't bust when i's supposed to pull | |
| What i'm supposed to do? | |
| Lay down, watch these niggaz spray me | |
| Or maybe | |
| We strike accurate | |
| Blaze them plus they ladies | |
| [nature] | |
| I woulda never thought we'd ever get caught | |
| In this way of life | |
| Prosecution, if you violate a player's rights | |
| Say it twice | |
| Nature soon to be engraved in ice | |
| Hanging off my neck | |
| Glistens like it's framed in light | |
| [noreaga] | |
| Niggaz call me jose | |
| Shootin the artie clay | |
| Benedict arnold type | |
| Getting this rap loot | |
| Still selling china white | |
| Either allah or christ | |
| Married to marijuana | |
| Now my niggaz don't write | |
| (still ice, still living this life) | |
| [chorus] | |
| [nature] | |
| You got the nerve to say that nature's slipping? | |
| The greatest vision | |
| Bald-head kid | |
| Cartier frames, the latest pippens | |
| Doggystyle was my favorite position | |
| Until i switched it, dead shit | |
| Got on some head shit | |
| Headed in the wrong direction up in the sheraton | |
| Qb to la still puffing my medicine | |
| For those lost in the streets up north or deceased | |
| For those struggling unfortunate to eat | |
| I dedicate this, tell me right now how do you rate this? | |
| Whatever happened to the mule and the 40 acres | |
| It's outrageous, the way the god finesse the basics | |
| Invasion, me and noreaga firm made men |
| Yo, nori know this, and nori know that | |
| But nori know gat why | |
| Cause nori buck dat | |
| Iraq' ll make you famous | |
| Throwing gang signs like it' s sign language | |
| Distinguish us from the others | |
| Kidnap your baby mothers | |
| Bringing drama to the deep covers | |
| Salute g, bust you down like a lucie | |
| Jose probably lay with a gold uzi | |
| Crunk italy, africa and sicily | |
| Niggaz acting sissy see | |
| Pointing guns and missing me | |
| nas: " yo son, it' s on son" | |
| Hey yo there' s beef in the hood again | |
| Niggaz came with hoods again | |
| Thinking that it woulda been | |
| Saw us, from what we first did | |
| When we did | |
| Now we twist another wig, a mother lose another kid | |
| But it' s beef now, keep it short | |
| Real brief now | |
| Strike vigorous, no intentions of missing it | |
| They sent the message, or example, whatever | |
| Set it up man on man | |
| Only to score we apply the plan | |
| Quickly explain why you ran in this dark land | |
| We lay you down in the sand | |
| On the lines like the internet | |
| Many would come if you would pose off | |
| Against my set, there ain' t a nigga yet | |
| Smoke so much, niggaz say i need nicarette | |
| You say bogie but you used to say cigarette | |
| Nineoh, a new religion, a new beginning | |
| chorus | |
| I' m leaving | |
| Baby don' t go | |
| I know the block is hot | |
| Boo i' ll watch your spot | |
| I' m leaving | |
| Sweetie don' t leave | |
| I need you to stay with me come on | |
| Uh huh, uh, uh | |
| Uh huh, uh, uh | |
| I' m leaving | |
| Boo i can' t understand | |
| And don' t think that i' ll be back again | |
| nature | |
| It' s like a bad dream | |
| And i can' t wake up | |
| Mouth caked up | |
| Knowing these cats is fake fucks | |
| And it ain' t right | |
| With no love, them hugs ain' t tight | |
| Son we used to pop bottles and slugs the same night | |
| noreaga | |
| Hey yo they left me | |
| Right hand damaged and i ain' t lefty | |
| Couldn' t bust when i' s supposed to pull | |
| What i' m supposed to do? | |
| Lay down, watch these niggaz spray me | |
| Or maybe | |
| We strike accurate | |
| Blaze them plus they ladies | |
| nature | |
| I woulda never thought we' d ever get caught | |
| In this way of life | |
| Prosecution, if you violate a player' s rights | |
| Say it twice | |
| Nature soon to be engraved in ice | |
| Hanging off my neck | |
| Glistens like it' s framed in light | |
| noreaga | |
| Niggaz call me jose | |
| Shootin the artie clay | |
| Benedict arnold type | |
| Getting this rap loot | |
| Still selling china white | |
| Either allah or christ | |
| Married to marijuana | |
| Now my niggaz don' t write | |
| still ice, still living this life | |
| chorus | |
| nature | |
| You got the nerve to say that nature' s slipping? | |
| The greatest vision | |
| Baldhead kid | |
| Cartier frames, the latest pippens | |
| Doggystyle was my favorite position | |
| Until i switched it, dead shit | |
| Got on some head shit | |
| Headed in the wrong direction up in the sheraton | |
| Qb to la still puffing my medicine | |
| For those lost in the streets up north or deceased | |
| For those struggling unfortunate to eat | |
| I dedicate this, tell me right now how do you rate this? | |
| Whatever happened to the mule and the 40 acres | |
| It' s outrageous, the way the god finesse the basics | |
| Invasion, me and noreaga firm made men |
| Yo, nori know this, and nori know that | |
| But nori know gat why | |
| Cause nori buck dat | |
| Iraq' ll make you famous | |
| Throwing gang signs like it' s sign language | |
| Distinguish us from the others | |
| Kidnap your baby mothers | |
| Bringing drama to the deep covers | |
| Salute g, bust you down like a lucie | |
| Jose probably lay with a gold uzi | |
| Crunk italy, africa and sicily | |
| Niggaz acting sissy see | |
| Pointing guns and missing me | |
| nas: " yo son, it' s on son" | |
| Hey yo there' s beef in the hood again | |
| Niggaz came with hoods again | |
| Thinking that it woulda been | |
| Saw us, from what we first did | |
| When we did | |
| Now we twist another wig, a mother lose another kid | |
| But it' s beef now, keep it short | |
| Real brief now | |
| Strike vigorous, no intentions of missing it | |
| They sent the message, or example, whatever | |
| Set it up man on man | |
| Only to score we apply the plan | |
| Quickly explain why you ran in this dark land | |
| We lay you down in the sand | |
| On the lines like the internet | |
| Many would come if you would pose off | |
| Against my set, there ain' t a nigga yet | |
| Smoke so much, niggaz say i need nicarette | |
| You say bogie but you used to say cigarette | |
| Nineoh, a new religion, a new beginning | |
| chorus | |
| I' m leaving | |
| Baby don' t go | |
| I know the block is hot | |
| Boo i' ll watch your spot | |
| I' m leaving | |
| Sweetie don' t leave | |
| I need you to stay with me come on | |
| Uh huh, uh, uh | |
| Uh huh, uh, uh | |
| I' m leaving | |
| Boo i can' t understand | |
| And don' t think that i' ll be back again | |
| nature | |
| It' s like a bad dream | |
| And i can' t wake up | |
| Mouth caked up | |
| Knowing these cats is fake fucks | |
| And it ain' t right | |
| With no love, them hugs ain' t tight | |
| Son we used to pop bottles and slugs the same night | |
| noreaga | |
| Hey yo they left me | |
| Right hand damaged and i ain' t lefty | |
| Couldn' t bust when i' s supposed to pull | |
| What i' m supposed to do? | |
| Lay down, watch these niggaz spray me | |
| Or maybe | |
| We strike accurate | |
| Blaze them plus they ladies | |
| nature | |
| I woulda never thought we' d ever get caught | |
| In this way of life | |
| Prosecution, if you violate a player' s rights | |
| Say it twice | |
| Nature soon to be engraved in ice | |
| Hanging off my neck | |
| Glistens like it' s framed in light | |
| noreaga | |
| Niggaz call me jose | |
| Shootin the artie clay | |
| Benedict arnold type | |
| Getting this rap loot | |
| Still selling china white | |
| Either allah or christ | |
| Married to marijuana | |
| Now my niggaz don' t write | |
| still ice, still living this life | |
| chorus | |
| nature | |
| You got the nerve to say that nature' s slipping? | |
| The greatest vision | |
| Baldhead kid | |
| Cartier frames, the latest pippens | |
| Doggystyle was my favorite position | |
| Until i switched it, dead shit | |
| Got on some head shit | |
| Headed in the wrong direction up in the sheraton | |
| Qb to la still puffing my medicine | |
| For those lost in the streets up north or deceased | |
| For those struggling unfortunate to eat | |
| I dedicate this, tell me right now how do you rate this? | |
| Whatever happened to the mule and the 40 acres | |
| It' s outrageous, the way the god finesse the basics | |
| Invasion, me and noreaga firm made men |
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