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Verse 1: (Nashawn)
Ayo, I`m yappin` these jewels clappin` these dudes a straight born Killa It`s Q.B. Borough nigga, untamed Gorillas niggas 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 kill me for mine I`m flaotin`, 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 niggas, uppercut thug niggas look at my mug, you can tell that I`m bugged niggas. Chorus - Why it feel good to be real and reveal who`s fake? Why ya`ll niggas got the girly mouth? Why we feel great? Why ya`ll look mad with a frowned face? Why the hoes love The Gods, Bbravehearts, 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 niggas that`ll punch you in your face? Verse 2: (Nas) I saw niggas get smacked and have the street thinkin` they real saw niggas wives and knew `em as the cum drinkin` girls hosaditty, she act like she innocent she act like her Pussy is place that no nigga been why she act like she never met me? she can`t forget me thugs respect me, jealous niggas say F me `cause my cruise shots like Lefty and Sunny Black your Hoes wanna lick Honey out my crack I`ll fart in your bitch 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 nigga I`m about bread, these rhymes is off the head nigga wear Esco leathers and Esco fleece I could flow over techno beats and rep the streets you a one verse assasin I`m a multiple LP long lastin` peekin` again grimy nigga with different color ink in my skin former low life, now I`m the Bling Bling King respect it see me with the shit 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 niggas pay!
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