[Nashawn]
Ayo, I'm yappin' these j**els
Clappin' these dudes
A straight born k**a
It's Q.B. Borough n***a, untamed Gorillas
n***as that put holes in squealers
Dope dealers, I see police flashin' through my rearview mirror
Put the brick in my waist, tighten my belt
Safety off the Nine, they gotta k** me for mine
I'm floatin', left lane open where I could get through
The cop blazed the pistol, busted out my back window
I skidded out, now I'm outta control
Slammed on the break and shot out the rear do'
I'm hearin' ambulance sirens, I kept firin'
It's gotta be them cause I ain't dyin'
I'm bonin' out
Bit the top off a Guiness stoute
Pour some out, Bravehearts no doubt
I glove n***as, uppercut thug n***as
Look at my mug, you can tell that I'm bugged n***as
Chorus - Why it feel good to be real and reveal who's fake? Why ya'll
n***as got the girly mouth? Why we feel great? Why ya'll look mad with a
Frowned face? Why the hoes love The Gods, Bravehearts, Nas, and Nash?
Why them Bravehearts roll hard with Nickel plates? With big slugs that
Can't be traced, and why ya'll look so corny tryin' to imitate these
Real n***as that'll punch you in your face?
[Nas]
I saw n***as get smacked and have the street thinkin' they real
Saw n***as wives and knew 'em as the cum drinkin' girls
Hosaditty, she act like she innocent
She act like her p**y is place that no n***a been
Why she act like she never met me?
She can't forget me
Thugs respect me, jealous n***as say F me
Cause I cruise yachts like Lefty and Sonny Black
Your hoes wanna lick honey out my crack
I'll fart in your b**h mouth, she call me psychic
Cause I knew she would like it
Push fleetwood Caddy's feelin' righteous
I eat good, no red meat I like Fish
Ya'll never in your life seen money
I live like a Gangster from the Nineteen Twenties
Smuggle bootleg liquor
I shoot 'till you dead n***a
I'm about bread, these rhymes is off the head n***a
Wear Esco leathers and Esco fleece
I flow off techno beats and rep the streets
You a one verse a**asin
I'm a multiple LP long lastin'
Peekin' again
Grimy n***a with different color ink in my skin
Former low life, now I'm the Bling Bling King
Respect it
See me with the sh** I say on record
Not like these fake thugs, please wake up
If I die I'm'a rise from the grave
With two Four-Fives and maggots in my eyes to make n***as pay!