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Hustlers Lyrics:[Nas] Yeah... [Nas - Bridge] Dre, he a Compton, Compton O.G., Nas, he a QB, QB true G, do the history, [Nas - Verse 1] Way before The Firm, like back in the day, Nas was the first New York ni**a rappin' with Dre, So of course I got a track to bring it back to your face, The one kid that would have been Aftermath but got away, But we still get together like, every several years, To sprinkle, a little bit of heaven for your ears, Relax, sippin' cliquot in Rio, stupid f**kers, Low key know G's but it's still Gucci luggage, I love Cape Cod, and watching fly bitches with gray eyes, Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by, I like to celebrate, why? 'cause I can vision, Collages of images of my lives with no regrets or hate, So every breath I take, Is all about the rules, It's hard for you to breath like you at high altitude, So crack the Patrone, it's own heavens, The God's back, hard body, Mr. Jones never leavin! [Chorus] Hustlers, dealers, drop-top riders, Make that cake, cop two five-fivers, Pimps and players, platinum diamonds, East to West Coast we riders, Hustlers, dealers, drop-top riders, Make that cake, cop two five-fivers, Pimps and players, platinum diamonds, East to West Coast then O.V. (?) [Nas & The Game - Bridge] Nas: He a Compton Compton O.G. The Game: Mix that with a QB QB true G what ya got's a Nas: concoxion of some different ghetto blocks The Game: Westcoast kill the tracks, Eastcoast gunshots Nas: He a Compton Compton O.G. The Game: Mix that with a QB QB true G what ya got's a Nas: concoxion of some different ghetto blocks The Game: Westcoast kill the tracks, Eastcoast gun *shot sound* [The Game - Verse 2] Nineteen ninety five, eleven years from the day, I'm in the record shop with choices to make, Illmatic on the top shelf, The Chronic on the left, homie, Wanna cop both but only got a twenty on me, So f**k it, I stole both, spent the twenty on a dub-sack, Ripped the package of Illmatic and bumped that, For my ni**as it was too complex when Nas rhyme, I was the only Compton ni**a with a New York state of mind, Inside the dope house, bottlin' up sherm, Banging The Firm, Dre was king then so I waited my turn, Fast-forward now I'm makin' 'em burn, Endin' my peers careers, holla'd at Nas, a hard lesson was learned, So I reconciled my differences like he did with Jigga, I stopped beefin' with ni**as, 'cause I'm Ether to ni**as, Comb the Earth 'till there's no-one left, If I ruled the world I'd summons all you weak rap ni**as to death, [Nas & The Game - Bridge] Nas: He a Compton Compton O.G. The Game: Mix that with a QB QB true G what ya got's a Nas: concoxion of some different ghetto blocks The Game: Westcoast kill the tracks, Eastcoast gunshots Nas: He a Compton Compton O.G. The Game: Mix that with a QB QB true G what ya got's a Nas: concoxion of some different ghetto blocks The Game: Westcoast kill the tracks, Eastcoast gun *shot sound* [Nas - Verse 3] Yo, the Jordan's sportin', Come off the dice game with a fortune walkin', you a walkin' coffin, The musket, I tucked it, you bluff it, I bus' it, You're sideways talkin', so why lay off him, I wait patient, to duct-tape hatin', F**k-ass ni**as get bucked, ass ni**as, Pluck ashes, of Cuban cigars, you foolin' with Nas, That's our name, and I came, with groupies this time, And if I'm sayin' that, Soul Plane movies the bomb, (?) Word to my Mom's name tattooed on my arm, You can't revolve me, embalm me, call me, or harm me, Rob me or dodge these bullets I'm bustin', See that's malarkey, you yappin', I open up the tripod, to put the Gatlin on, and I start clappin', Nasty man from baggin' grams and runnin' from cops, To a mil in the hand, a mil on the watch, I'm f**kin' with Doc! [Chorus] Hustlers, dealers, drop-top riders, Make that cake, cop two five-fivers, Pimps and players, platinum diamonds, East to West Coast we riders, Hustlers, dealers, drop-top riders, Make that cake, cop two five-fivers, Pimps and players, platinum diamonds, East to West Coast then O.V. (?) |
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Other songs of Nas (Tracklist):
From Illmatic To Stillmatic (2002): affirmative action it ain't hard to tell Life's a bitch one love one mic street dreams God's Son (2002): book of rhymes dance Get down heaven hey nas i can last real nigga alive made you look mastermind revolutionary warfare the cross thugz mansion warrior song zone out Hip Hop Is Dead (2006): hip hop is dead black republican blunt ashes can't forget about you carry on tradition hold down the block hope let there be light Money over bullshit not going back play on playa still dreaming where are they now who killed it you can't kill me I Am (1999): big things dr knockboot favor for a favor ghetto prisoners hate me now i want to talk to you Intro kissing life is what you make it money is my bitch n.y. state of mind (part ii) nas is like small world undying love we will survive you won't see me tonight Illmatic (1994): halftime life's a bitch memory lane ny state of mind one love one time 4 your mind represent represent The genesis the world is yours It Was Written (1996): the set up affirmative action black girl lost i gave you power if i ruled the world Intro live nigga rap nas is coming shootouts street dreams suspect take it in blood the message watch dem niggas Nas (2008): america black president breathe fried chicken hero make the world go round n.i.g.g.e.r. project roach Queens get the money sly fox testify untitled we're not alone y'all my niggas you can't stop us now Nastradamus (1999): big girl come get me family god love us life we chose nastradamus new world project windows quiet niggas shoot em up some of us have angels the outcome The prediction you owe me Stillmatic (2001): the flyest 2nd childhood braveheart party destroy & rebuild ether every ghetto got ur self a my country one mic rewind rule smokin Stillmatic what goes around you're da man Street's Disciple (2004): a message to the feds, sincerely we the people american way bridging the gap disciple getting married Intro just a moment live now me and you nazareth savage no one else in the room reason remember the times remember the times - (intro) rest of my life sekou story street's disciple suicide bounce the makings of a perfect bitch these are our heroes thief's theme ubr virgo war you know my style The Lost Tapes (2002): black zombie blaze a 50 Doo rags drunk by myself everybody's crazy my way no idea's original nothing lasts forever poppa was a playa purple u gotta love it untitled |
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