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Letra actual de la canción
Uh, 2000 G...<br /><br />Yo, I need an encore y'all, you should welcome me back<br />You wanna ball till you fall, I can help you with that<br />You want beef? I could let a slug melt in your hat<br />Cuz I'm a wild barbarian, too hard, I'm scarin' 'em<br />Century 21 solar eclipse <br />While you listenin' to the words that I wrote on the disc<br />Thelonius, my description is do-rags, pants sag down to my feet<br />AK is my heat, everyday in the street till I lay six feet<br />QB, PJs, and we playin' for keeps<br />Jewelry, cars and Jeeps is my motto<br />Four-fives with the hollows, silencers on the nozzles<br />Pop bottles with those who left here<br />The best years, wearin a bulletproof vest years<br />The aim for the head and chest years<br />What's your name? Make your name known<br />For the next year's, better rep, yeah!<br /><br />[Chorus X2:]<br />Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar <br />Now he is Nastradamus<br />Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar <br />Now he is Nastradamus<br /><br />I let y'all niggas bang my shit before Saddam hits<br />The Nastrodamus tell us what time it is<br />I was the first one on that Don shit<br />First nigga to sing a hook on some TJ Swan shit<br />Black ski masks up in the projects, camouflage, full clips<br />Run up in your crib, tie up your bitch<br />Weigh the bricks and we loco, so broke, brown coke won't sell<br />Spendin' your money on weed, smoke and hotels<br />Hood rats and bullet wound up females<br />Got babies by hustlers and niggaz in jail<br />Slingin for chips and fiends with burnt finger tips<br />Base heads, killed cab drivers just for a hit<br />A week later, sportin' Gators, gettin' thrills <br />Our honies wearin' Gucci high heels<br />She come to scoop me, I chill<br />Leave streets alone for a sec<br />Hit the sky bar, sunset, and the sex is so high-tech<br />Uh<br /><br />[Chorus X2]<br /><br />Now, lounge homeboy, you in the Godly zone<br />Rest in peace, Ill Will, now your name's in the throne<br />We gon' rep it the best that we can<br />Physically, you was killed by the weapons of man<br />But where you at now, you lamp laid in Mac's now<br />Where Bravehearts put they rap down in honor of your name, you a legend<br />And they don't understand how you see over from heaven<br />But that's another level, brethren<br />Two G's, we got the type fam with Mac 11's<br />We do squeeze, thought it's not right<br />But that's the zone that we left in<br />Bentleys, Porches, DRJ watches<br />Sick with the bread, Lamborghini trucks topless<br />Laptops with 100 gigabytes, ninja bikes<br />And we all roll dice, for each other's ice<br />And how does one guy multiply to more than five wise guys?<br />But only one man, only the mind's eyes, can understand that I'm...<br /><br />[Chorus X2]<br /><br />[Outro:]<br />Ill Will, Nastradamus<br />New LP for the 2G, uh<br />Bravehearts, Nashawn<br />Big Things, Lucciano<br />Oh, the Lord again<br />M-O-B-B Deep, Zaire<br />Jungle, raise hope<br />L.E.S...
Letra nueva de la canción
Uh, 2000 G...<br /><br />Yo, I need an encore y'all, you should welcome me back<br />You wanna ball till you fall, I can help you with that<br />You want beef? I could let a slug melt in your hat<br />Cuz I'm a wild barbarian, too hard, I'm scarin' 'em<br />Century 21 solar eclipse <br />While you listenin' to the words that I wrote on the disc<br />Thelonius, my description is do-rags, pants sag down to my feet<br />AK is my heat, everyday in the street till I lay six feet<br />QB, PJs, and we playin' for keeps<br />Jewelry, cars and Jeeps is my motto<br />Four-fives with the hollows, silencers on the nozzles<br />Pop bottles with those who left here<br />The best years, wearin a bulletproof vest years<br />The aim for the head and chest years<br />What's your name? Make your name known<br />For the next year's, better rep, yeah!<br /><br />[Chorus X2:]<br />Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar <br />Now he is Nastradamus<br />Nasty Nas to Esco to Escobar <br />Now he is Nastradamus<br /><br />I let y'all niggas bang my shit before Saddam hits<br />The Nastrodamus tell us what time it is<br />I was the first one on that Don shit<br />First nigga to sing a hook on some TJ Swan shit<br />Black ski masks up in the projects, camouflage, full clips<br />Run up in your crib, tie up your bitch<br />Weigh the bricks and we loco, so broke, brown coke won't sell<br />Spendin' your money on weed, smoke and hotels<br />Hood rats and bullet wound up females<br />Got babies by hustlers and niggaz in jail<br />Slingin for chips and fiends with burnt finger tips<br />Base heads, killed cab drivers just for a hit<br />A week later, sportin' Gators, gettin' thrills <br />Our honies wearin' Gucci high heels<br />She come to scoop me, I chill<br />Leave streets alone for a sec<br />Hit the sky bar, sunset, and the sex is so high-tech<br />Uh<br /><br />[Chorus X2]<br /><br />Now, lounge homeboy, you in the Godly zone<br />Rest in peace, Ill Will, now your name's in the throne<br />We gon' rep it the best that we can<br />Physically, you was killed by the weapons of man<br />But where you at now, you lamp laid in Mac's now<br />Where Bravehearts put they rap down in honor of your name, you a legend<br />And they don't understand how you see over from heaven<br />But that's another level, brethren<br />Two G's, we got the type fam with Mac 11's<br />We do squeeze, thought it's not right<br />But that's the zone that we left in<br />Bentleys, Porches, DRJ watches<br />Sick with the bread, Lamborghini trucks topless<br />Laptops with 100 gigabytes, ninja bikes<br />And we all roll dice, for each other's ice<br />And how does one guy multiply to more than five wise guys?<br />But only one man, only the mind's eyes, can understand that I'm...<br /><br />[Chorus X2]<br /><br />[Outro:]<br />Ill Will, Nastradamus<br />New LP for the 2G, uh<br />Bravehearts, Nashawn<br />Big Things, Lucciano<br />Oh, the Lord again<br />M-O-B-B Deep, Zaire<br />Jungle, raise hope<br />L.E.S...
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