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Nas - Family lyrics
(feat. Mobb Deep)[Havoc] Yo.. Dunn you fam to me, and only family that can get that close to me Keep it type strong Blowin green that's keepin us goin Allah Havoc gettin right, on them 747 Dunn you fam to me, and only family that can get that close to me Keep it type strong Blowin green that's keepin us goin Unconditional love showin Yo, yo, yo, yo Forty decide, on the First side right [Prodigy] Me and my Dunns come from the slums You can't take the slums out my Dunns and that's how it is, that's how we live Sometimes I find myself wearin the same shit for days not carin, bout what they gon' think or say I got that, "I don't give a fuck" in me, it's stuck in me That's how I 'vantage over y'all niggaz, y'all too pretty We too gritty, like Sanford and Son (what) Too grimy like Pigpen with jewels on See we the top rap niggaz, the Q-Dogs You got a lot of nerve, puttin out them songs knowin that my niggaz come strong, so let's get it on We just gettin warm, Operation "Quiet Storm" Silent wars or we silence the fours Half P and I's got it in the smash for sure Now it's movies and soundtracks This is where your career stop at [Nas] Aiyyo I drink to that I'm like a dictionary, y'all rappers exam me You ballet? They read your obituary, in front your family You should idolize Nas in the flesh Don't wait til I'm dead, to say I was the best, no doubt We shot hoops with coathangers, got loot with dopeslangers Sold soap to strangers, joked with danger Rob prostitutes, dodge cops in hot pursuit Bought weight from rosters, travel hot routes O.T. commute back and forth Tell shorty get that package off Fuck bein trapped up North, being told where to eat and shit Caught a case then I beat the shit Theives on the block flash badges, nylon jackets Big white boys with guns yellin, "Freeze black kids!" Got my niggaz in the pen, eatin octopus Wishin they was on the blocks with us to watch me and P do it (uh) put the heat to it (uh) Put it out, first day, the whole street knew it Bitches, hold they pussies and bop to the music and think deep to it, now who the truest? [Mobb Deep] Yo.. Dunn you fam to me, and only family that can get that close to me Keep it type strong Blowin green that's keepin us goin Allah Havoc gettin right, on them 747 Dunn you fam to me, and only family that can get that close to me Keep it type strong Blowin green that's keepin us goin Unconditional love showin Yo you fam to me, and only family that can get that close to me Keep it type strong Blowin green that's keepin us goin Unconditional love showin Are you fam to me, and only fam to me that can get that close to me Keep it type strong [Prodigy] Dirty fingernails, reachin in my pocket pullin knots out I daydream of better days, in different ways out this lifestyle we live, iced out with the big fifth That's why the burnt leather lean to the left Even though we gained cash on fish I'm trapped on reason bein we ain't all rich And I'ma be that same nigga for the door And I'ma still walk the same path, we soon clash We get stacks, you do the math We pound niggaz out, walk away and laugh Fresh from out the lab, P and Nastradamus kid Rap niggaz shit they drawers [Nas] Yo they probably did I aircondition y'all niggaz, my prediction is you rewind this Your highness, Q-Boro's finest Click your Timbs three times, the wizard is Nas Grant you a wish, you get rich while listenin hard To my thugs in the prisonyard, bench-pressin 200 pounds and up Feelin like you down on your luck Raise up, I feel your pain, hit the law library Appeal the game, all eyes on me Restrained from, bein looked at, as uncivilized We epitomize thug song, y'all niggaz get mad Jealous rappers is puss, ain't got no style no heart and no look, shook Get stole on, my niggaz move right in the moonlight Y'all niggaz get done, I pee on them son, they a small issue We too official, blue steel pistols Teflon vests, it's no contest we hit you [Mobb Deep] Dunn you fam to me, and only family that can get that close to me Keep it type strong Blowin green that's keepin us goin Unconditional love showin Yo, yo, yo, yo Forty decide, Forty-First side right Yeah youknahmsayin? Not for nuttin baby Knahmsayin wanna give a shout out to my peoples YouknowhatImean? Gamble, Ill Will Killa Black, my brother It's never gonna be another Word up.. Yeah, you know how we do things |
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