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should call me 40 Chris for the way I Rock
You could tell I'm off the piss by the way I walk
I could tell she want this by the way she talk
And I could

to walk
Cautious bout the falls i'm not living
Riding on the slopes for like two days
On the tail end of this bender for like 40 hours
Let's hit another

the garden
40 days and 40 nights in the desert I been walking
I think I'm ready for my plate I been starving
I talk to these walls waiting for em to talk back

I put forty in the face
That's just for the dial
Got this roley it don't tick
I don't check the time
I got euros stalking me
Always on the grind

in the bottles, forgot what I spelled
When I walk in the section, they screamin' out, "Jenn" (Jenn Carter, Jenn)
Feelin' bent when I pop me a ten

that 40 with a drum

Yeah, I don’t speak on shit that saw
Rewind back to the day I got off
Von was fuckin' with, police was after me
I had to sleep

the right state of mind
Then I was lying cause I can't find a peace of mind
Facing these problems by myself
Struggles with demons no ones their
Go talk about

just take some time and talk with me
Oh, I'm older and I'm colder than I thought I'd be
But please just talk to me

Traveling west on the forty-five
Got

talk is more than obvious, it's ominous
Garages, the Phantom, Ghouls, Ghosts and Goblins
Blonde mohawk the collection I'm Dennis Rodman
The money

BACK 2 HIPHOP

Nas

Masters of the Sun, Vol. 1

2018

still pull off a New York walk by
Keep tryin' talk fly

I talk fly, verbalize a pilot
Poetic fertilizer that's lyrical shit
Hip-hop die but we

great
But so far all we've heard is talk
Are you gonna play or are you gonna walk?"

With that the Dream Team got real mad
And they blew what little cool

instructions
The ultimate seduction
More kissing and touching
Feels super natural first chance I'm at you

To fuck with Ice Cube
You gotta shit talk, big talk

Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by

Uh
Someone made a mess in my account (someone sound like me, yes)
Someone bought a Patek in a panic (yes, yes)
Forty Bentley addict, I go manic

Stole the golden fleece with the culture of
Total nobodies earth lies divided by fighting
Tribes all we do is watch em
Waddle back and forth lighting

Keep my pistol is my jeans (genes) its hereditary
You gone die early not see 30 like the month of February
I don't do drive-bys I do walk ups that sight

I'm in the game
Tell these niggas bet out of my way
Tell these niggas move, nigga you better migrate
If you don't aye, .40 to your face
Yeah you know

drop, nigga, we don't talk about it
New foreign on the block, they know who jumpin' out it

Lo Davis, feel the ground tremble when I walk
Big stepper so

Bitch I love spice talking and I talk hot These forty's shells will knock a nigga out his drop Top
I can't even look you niggas up on my laptop I

on grout. I’m about supersede my mouth. All that talk about them 40 boys  don’t never come out, now we here punk let’s see what niggas talking about. 

I’m

talk
Pants sag, hustlers walk
Fishing poles, four by fours
Country fam, unlocked doors
Trees front, mountains back
Trailer life, that Southern rap
Moon

other man!)
In the crosswalk holding your hand
So walk on by-y-y-y -y-y-y-y-y-y
We said our good bye y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-ys
So walk on by

Then I saw you in

Masked up like an infamous bandit
Quarter for the 40 nigga ask that's it?
If I'm not at ya bitch crib I'm in transit 
Stones Pat $wazy they dirty

the tris
And I got a .30 by my hip
Got a .40 by my hip
Talking wrong you can get flipped yeah
Talking wrong you can hit yeah
I got your bitch sucking my dick