[Nas talking]
I heard that nigga Capone's home yo...
Word to Motha..that nigga Nore'
Doin' his mothafuckin' thing...thugged out
Entertainment...know what I'm sayin'? Niggas still in the streets...
Ill Will, Braveheart nigga, there's a thin line between streets and business..
So we gotta have balance and be easy...
I heard you fags want to catch me off guard
Put Tecks to my heart, the death of Escobar
Under your breath, whispers in the dark
I hear it 'cause the street ain't loyal to choose sides
Prepare for the beef, whoever lose dies
Rich and I'm thuggin'
I can't trust nothin', this bitch that I'm fuckin'
This clip that I'm bustin' could jam in my fist
Look at my hand, finger pussy with expensive rings
The voice from Heaven
I'm God sent, of course a legend
This is part 1, speak my sermon, the hood reverend
Blunted eyes red
C-Class, a Hundred times Five Red
CD's blast, speed fast, haters drop dead
I'm gorgeous
black Goddess flip the arm rest, flip the cordless
Her body stacks the best, ass is flawless
Finally the long awaited shit, ghetto people the sequel
Nas, CNN, nobody's equal.
[Chorus]
Yo, Be easy
Keep the club off the heezy
Straight thugs in the back, drink creezy
Be easy, but we still smoke treezy
See us rippin' the shows with thugged easy.
Niggas picked me the boss
Ricky Ross
Lex Two-Fifty Horse power, click and devour the source
If it's flour then swallow your loss
I cock Fours, kick in Poppi's doors
All for the cash and the cause
Niggas break big fractions of laws
So what, we got it sewn up, smack every cat on the board
I speak the truth, guns spit at you, shakin' my palm
It's pitiful, wavin' my wand
The Don, a hundred follow me like Farrakhan
Chasin' my Henny, embrace Benny's
It's quite Frank, my niggas will kill, never waste a Penny
Money stay well invested
Feel the weight on my necklace