Lyrics:
smokin but I'm
Tryin to keep my poise
But if my momma tell me some'n
Missin from her jewelry box
I'ma probably be trapped by my
Peers in a jewelry box
I
"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band
Sweet Love, I want your p**** can I be your man?
Stripped to the bare essentials let me f*** you if I can
who paying the wages?
Its as clear as it gets
Can't get no clearer
Couldn't get it closer to ya if
You looked in a mirror
Unless your vision dirty fam
the proto culture
If you don't know the culture here's the whole structure
20 years ahead of the game we gave props
Still we get the kinda titles you can't
to state
I seen my braw take down your boy from around tha way
If you fake I'm gunna let you know from the top
And leave that dick in your mouth, and put
on
You can tell by the way I carry myself I'mma star
These Cartier buffs my face cost more than your car
From a dollar man to a millionaire they stop
With obstacles to juggle
So if you drop a task that's fragile as a crystal
(Will you get mad and go pull out your pistol?)
Or will you be a man
your err (ear)
Go tell ya man, he take a step, there went a slug in his err (ear)
Have 'em askin (yo, how the hell he get a gun up in here?)
(That's
good luck
But the homie who ran. Mmmm
One Time gaffled him up
(Chorus 3x: Scratched by DJ Unknown)
Get your ass in the car.
Ho hold it now.
Keep
money
300 in his back right pocket, he see your money
If he sock em, that's two zips from CJs honey
And he can sell the mid for double to them freeway
at the pet cemetery
Consider him lucky
I had plans with my friend Jan to go running
But they were killed by the invisible man
Never saw it coming
Some of my
got long hair
You play hard to get, but Afrika does not care,
Because there's plenty of fishes out there, in the sea
And I can find another if you
brother
Everything you do, make you try use your upper
Life na turn by turn
If you no get today, you go get tomorrow
Make you ease your mind, make you
by the boys of the world
But I!! i.. am.. totally ignorant to that type of pride
Yell, when your groin starts to rebel
Yo l, I told you that we would
planning to riff
The rhymes spread like Jiff to make your loose knot stiff
Kick up your feet if you're feeling kinda queasy
Relax, (ha ha) take it easy!
rattys rolling thick as thieves
Take your money if you rich
Take your life and rape your bitch
Ten pm nobody, in the streets just Yolandi and me
Night
the grass grow, under your feet, no-
Body can tell you what it is you really need, go
Get it yourself and water your seed, grow
Surrender to the moment, never
the bitch get thwarted all right up on my dick
Now if your bitch found outside and I might fuck her with ya bitch
Everything super thriller I feel like
don't have to be a yes-man
Go get married, and don't have to have a best man
I can be positive, and don't have to be a plus
If you're not gettin papes,
I'm riding in the 7,
Higher than a kite by the time I get to heaven.
[Chorus]
[Nas]
And still my talent is yet to be challenged,
Had new jet
And they ask who your man, you better mention me
If you don't, you know you got a problem
Said you want no beef girlfriend, then don't start none
And it
that way man
Your mind is crowded with doubts
So I know it's hard to understand
Some people eat from you
They leech on you
But if you're allowing it
You
anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call
till your body drop
They heard that I'm dropping, now they speculating
If it's gone be jazz, RnB, hip hop or even afro pop
Man that's versatility, I
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