, what? Chorus: Nas You wet who I want wetted, I'll wet who you want wetted Any nigga can get it (a favor for a favor) * 3X * I'll wet who you want
hoppin on dicks, ridin Pony's who trick At my man's wake, she said the eulogy After that I usually, bumped into her shoppin for jewerly Her bodyguard screwin me, I
money I see, clothes that I buy Ice that I wear, clothes that I try, close your eyes Picture me rollin, sixes, money foldin Bitches honies that swollen to riches, Nas
the honest word I now try hardest to serve my maker, what I learned find it's way on the paper, so I could dictate it Articulate it, luckily - I was put
intellectual Can't forget how I met you; you thought I was a boxer -- Prince Nasim but I'm the mobster -- Nas from Queens And when I gotcha - you ridin
gave me daps said I feel ya Can't believe how my life changed From the hood, the first time in my life I can say i did the right thing Chorus: 4x Life
; I feel some but doubt they're, capable, to take it where you took it to I missed your wake not cause I'm fake cause I hate to see somebody so great
I started this All I wanted was cars and cribs Like other rap artists but Do I know where I'm goin' to? Can I forget when I came from? I be showin' you
letters that spell . . . NAS, NAS Chorus: scratching by DJ Premier (2X) "Nas is like life or death.. I'm a rebel.. " "My poetry's deep, I never fell.." "Nas
when I bagged her up right, I had to make her my wife And I aint gonna loose her like those other lames did I keep a stash safe kid, when I proposed it
see me, I ducked and I slid I'ma grab shorty, I need you to grab the nigga for me" Just when I thought I found love, she shitted on me Shopped in Vegas
it now) Yo aiyyo I rap for my niggas and rap for the hoes Rap when I'm gettin dressed, when I iron my clothes Depressed, I kick raps that change your
departed - The word on the street, I'm a target I ain't runnin', I ain't hidin', I'm ridin' I be gunnin', y'all be duckin' and divin' when I come through
up her dress Chillin with your girl while you thinkin bout ya ex Not too easy not too complex I break it down, how to adress, the opposite sex Problems or questions, I
I-S-S-I-N-G I remember the first time, girl you and me; F-U-C-K-I-N-G Girl picture us married, you and me; K-I-S-S-I-N-G I remember the first time,
ack to get high It's the ghetto life yea I celebrate it I live it And all I got is what you left me with I'ma get it Now y'all combinin all the countries
When I started this All I wanted was cars and cribs Like other rap artists but Do I know where I'm goin' to? Can I forget when I came from? I be showin
hand up her dress Chillin with your girl while you thinkin bout ya ex Not too easy not too complex I break it down, how to adress, the opposite sex Problems or questions, I