Nas - Twilight lyrics

[Hook Nas x2] I be dippin in the twilight, with gangstas Smoking weed up in my ride life, the same stuff Its still a b**h living like I'm rich, bang broads Call me Mr.International ghetto stars [Nas] Yo I talk like a champion, walk like a champion Body like a god and I promise that Nas a hit you off Flow like a gangsta, Brum bum bum bum bum Bustin like dummies so mommy you come and lick it off I stay right, purple hazed out, fifth stay on my hip Blunt stay in my mouth, Patron layed out Tequila sunrising, five sixes, surprise b**hes Nas from the trenches how does he survive This is ten years, here for good, rep for my thugs Plumper than last summer stomach stretch from the grub Good livin, good women, I f** wit straight stallions Bowleg stances go-head handsome What they all scream, my cars lean Hit up every state town city, wit my Braveheart team Pretty face round tits and a** stay my queen Keep a burner in the trunk, AR-15 [Hook x2] [Jungle] If you see me, on MTV Don't forget I'm the same n***a from QB Sitting on the block, hungry and starving Imagining preforming at Madison Square Garden Or Radio City, and New York City Bring the whole hood wit me, gallons of Henny My homey got shot right before my eyes I got shot too but I survived I was just a teenager, never had a pager I always had flava, chasing that paper I need them diamonds new clothes pretty hoes That Bentley coupe all red like a rose And everybody knows, my gun goes off In the west coast dirty south and up north Jungle the boss, a natural born hustler I Dissed by s**as and punk mothaf**as [Hook x2] [Gwiz] n***a I'm high wit high hopes f** the bullsh** Stand up in front of that you get the full clip I beat a n***a senseless his skin is missing Listen, my knockouts is six so serious Bang wit a B on my chest yall n***as is b**hes You touch me and I'm pulling your dress, a snitch is a snitch And I hate yall n***as, stomp you out like roaches Can't you see I'm here to get this paper just like I'm supposed to I've been a Braveheart since semen cesspool my pops scheming One thought to get up in my moms jeans And it came to this It feel like a mothaf**as dreaming But I'm here, f** anything another n***a thinkin See them Bravehearts, damn, those my n***as You got drama wit em sleep with you gun under the f**ing pillow This is real thangs, I know sh** feel strange, how dem QB n***as do thangs Check this sh** n***a [Hook x2]