Intro] Yeah.. I want all my niggas to come journey with me My name is Nas, and the year is 1973 Beginning of me, therefore I could see Through my belly
Looks good to me Slow down, never seen anything so lovely Now turn around and bless me with, your beauty, cutie A butterfly tattoo, right above your naval Your belly
the outright crass indistinction And it serves you right, it serves you right a?Cause god forbid you ever let me inside or there within Heaven forbid you give a good god good evening
The type of bitch thats even crooked to be to start some drama Like a comma, puttin pauses in yo sentances Y'all cant even get along irreconcilable differences
about Hoes! Can we talk about Hooooooeeeeesss Hooooooeeeeesss! [Repeat] [Mannie] "Lets Go" [Verse 1] You got to talk like a pimp whats good mommee
even start yet bitch But here we go, come on Wayne Look I, young money boy Lil' Weezy Hold it for A and Eagle Cash Money cross the belly Cash Money Makaveli
We reading from the book of hush, today Verse sixty-nine, come on somebody, come on somebody Good to see all of you came out this morning Even though
Good Morning Sir, Listen to Adidja the teacher, what's that you doin? When you leavin school and jump inna the cluster? Good Morning Students, Good
the introduction, prosate the lip function The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin weed Splatter your belly like some Attica fellas Use a firearm good
the police (whew) I feel so much better I will show them, I have my ID so they know I am good people [followed by a rapid flurry of gunshots] [Wyclef Jean] Even
not a dollar, you didn't sell nada Niggas ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride You better be thankful we even let y'all shine Everytime I turn
knife Gotta good feelin' we'll be baggin' us a bunch today Well, it's beer season in my neck of the woods Well, they go down easy and they sure taste good
take a motherfuckin head off Ayyo hold up man, let me take y'all back to the beginning Let y'all know what happend that night, listen I don't even know
and on them nights how we grind til its light out grind til the sunset, til my grandson set, yup yeah, man my kids gone have the good life good days, good
champagne and a whole lot of love It's all good, darling, a Blue Marlin will please ya And I'll never let your belly get empty Even when your belly'
go in front of the store Dressed in black shit Some like theys are meaner If they be hustlin' back, we'll fuck 'em Can't even do one thing, assassinate
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse The stockings were hung by the chimney with
no good So all of my fam could eat, see in the hood we hungry Hey, nigga, we playin' for keeps, my soldiers on the block get on it It be good if you