Nas — The Flyest

[Intro: Nas & AZ] Yeah Peace king Peace king Listen, if they wrote a book on your life Right You think anybody'll read it? No fuckin' doubt Let's make history, homie Aight then You know we brought the hoes, clothes and money rolls to the table No fuckin' doubt It's time to manifest this We the flyest nigga Bring it to a whole, you know? Gangsta nigga [Chorus: Shelene Thomas] Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold Pinky rings shinin', so act like you don't know Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters What you don't got is my natural glow Countin' out stacks and mackin' out hoes Pushin' big dicks and packin' our chrome We the flyest gangsters [Verse 1: AZ] Follow, I'm like a Lamborghini green Diablo Coupe VT, it's like DVD when I flow Feel me, I'm loved like the great late Malik Sealy The one the playa haters hate dearly, but can't near me Homicide can't scare me I o-bide by the laws of these streets sincerely, a real nigga The type that can build with ya Verbalize, bring life to a still picture, it's God-given Been blessed with Allah's vision, strength and beauty Truly my only duty is to dodge prison Play with me, I'm modest 'til them strays hit me Regardless the circumstances I'ma stay filthy Dough forever, the live stay low forever And fuck niggas 'cause it's hard to keep them close together One dependent, no wife, one co-defendant No forms of weakness, I flow with vengeance [Chorus: Shelene Thomas & Nas] Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold Pinky rings shinin', so act like you don't know Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters What you don't got is my natural glow Countin' out stacks and mackin' out hoes (Hoes) Pushin' big dicks and packin' our chrome (Ha) We the flyest gangsters [Verse 2: Nas] I do what I can do when I can do it Feel how I feel when I feel what I'm feelin' Live how I live, it's only 'cause I been through it Learn to try it, like to eat it and shit, it's nuttin' to it Burn it, light it, weed it and off the liquor While drivin' outside I'll never catch a vehicular homicide My music is a description of my vibe of course My life, my sights, my thoughts, what I like on my fork 'Cause you are what you eat, you eat what you can You pray to bless the food but first you wash your hands To wash away them bad spirits, don't bring it in your home Once you let them in they stayin', evil be gone, say it I'm proud of Mase for givin' himself to the Lord Wonderin' does Faith think about Big anymore Of course my nigga Horse got married, see shit is changin' We ain't these little niggas no more, runnin' dangerous I like to bone, I'm a peaceful brother Eat up so much the girls call me seafood lover Be havin' they legs shakin', stab 'em, break 'em I'm Hercules Hercules when havin' relations, the flyest [Chorus: Shelene Thomas & Nas] Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold Pinky rings shinin', so act like you don't know Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters What you don't got is my natural glow (Uh) Countin' out stacks and mackin' out hoes (Hoes) Pushin' big dicks and packin' our chrome (Ha) We the flyest gangsters [Verse 3: Nas, AZ & Both​] We put this on the soul of our born, as we hold the Qur'an Kamikaze style, older cats coaching us on Yo, it's kill or be killed Understand, real'll be real A forty-shot spectrum make your whole embassy kneel Identity sealed, protected by our energy shield And fuck a drop 'cause that's that shit that got Kennedy killed Close the book Was taught never expose a crook Between the knight and the bishop One'll knock ya rook I'm a rare breed, never had a fear to lead I ain't like niggas with sight, too impaired to read We both hard hit just like Camacho and Vargas, who's a target? Now watch how we close the market, motherfuckers [Chorus: Shelene Thomas] Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold Pinky rings shinin', so act like you don't know (Act like you don't know) Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters (Gangsta) What you don't got is my natural glow Countin' out stacks and mackin' out hoes Pushin' big dicks and packin' our chrome We the flyest gangsters (Gangsta) Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold (Gangsta) Pinky rings shinin', so act like you don't know Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters (Flyest gangsters, yeah) What you don't got is my natural glow Countin' out stacks and mackin' out hoes Pushin' big dicks and packin' our chrome We the flyest gangsters


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