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A drug dealer's dream
Stash CREAM keys on a triple beam
Five hundred SL green, ninety-five nickle gleam
Con-do-min-i-um, thug dressed like a gent-le-man
Tailor made ostrich, Chanel for my women friend
Murderin, numbers on your head while I'm burg-la-in
Shank is servin em, whassup to all my nikkaz swervin in
New York metropolis, the Bridge brings apocalypse
Shoot at the clouds feels like, the holy beast is watchin us
Mad man my sanity is goin like an hour-glass
Gunin-side my bad hand I sliced try-in to bag grams
I got hoes that used to milk you
nikkaz who could've killed you
Is down with my ill crew of psychoes
Nas Escobar movin on your weak pro-duct-ion
Pumpin corruption in the third world we just bustin
Stash CREAM keys on a triple beam
Five hundred SL green, ninety-five nickle gleam
Con-do-min-i-um, thug dressed like a gent-le-man
Tailor made ostrich, Chanel for my women friend
Murderin, numbers on your head while I'm burg-la-in
Shank is servin em, whassup to all my nikkaz swervin in
New York metropolis, the Bridge brings apocalypse
Shoot at the clouds feels like, the holy beast is watchin us
Mad man my sanity is goin like an hour-glass
Gunin-side my bad hand I sliced try-in to bag grams
I got hoes that used to milk you
nikkaz who could've killed you
Is down with my ill crew of psychoes
Nas Escobar movin on your weak pro-duct-ion
Pumpin corruption in the third world we just bustin