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They never realized how real nas is so decisive
It's just the likeness if isrealites mist that made me write this
A slight twist of lime rhyme
Be chasin down your primetime
Foos for thouught we rather mind wine
The don juan features the freak shit
My thesis on how we creep with
Fuckin your wife that ain't so secret
It's mandatory...see that pussy they hand it to me
I got no game it's just some bitches understand my story
There ain't no drama that my niggas never handle for me
My gator brand is maurry
Walking through rough land before me
Where the snakes put a smile on their face
Hoping and praying i'm stuck
Scoping they lay in the cut, weighing my luck
Player hater play this in cell blocks and rock stages
Winking at some females cops with cocked gages
Really it's paper i'm addicted to
Wasn't for rap then i'd sticking you
That mack inside the triple goose
Face down on the floors, the routine
Don't want hear nobody blow steam
Just cream or it's a smoke screen
Imagine that-- that's why i hardly kick the bragging rap
I zone to each his own in this ghetto inhabitant
Chorus:
Watch dem niggas that be close to you
And make sure they do what they're suppose to do
Cause you know they be thinking about smoking you
Never personal nowadays, it's the way
Now how can i perfect this living reckless
Die for my necklace
Crime infested drivin a lexus with a death wish
Jettin, checkin my message on a speaker
Bopping to mona lisa brown reefer
Ten g's, gun and my visa
Cd cranking, doing ninety on the franklin-d-roosevelt
No selt belt drinking and thinking
My man caught a bad one son, niggas is frightened
My movado says seven, the god hour,
That's if you follow traditions,
Started by the school not far from the apollo
My fuck tommorrow motto through the eyes of pablo
