Nas queens get the money минусовка

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Дата добавления: 2016-11-15

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Ayo, Queens get the money Nigga is still screaming "Paper chasing" But presidential candidates Is planning wars with other nations Over steak with masons Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters They daddies faceless Play this by ya stomach Let my words massage it and rub it Ill be his daddy if theres nobody there to love it Tell him his name Nasir Tell him how he got here Momma was just having fun With someone Above her years Niggas is still hatin Talking that NaS done fell off with rhyming, He rather floss with diamonds They pray Please God, let him spit that uzi and the army linin Queens Get The Money Lyrics On That shorty doowop Rollin oowops In the park reclining Take 27 emcees, put them in a line and They out of alignment My assignment Since he said retirement Hiding behind 8 Mile And The Chronic Get's Rich But Dies Rhymin' This is high science Now add 23 more For Queens to be more Im over they heads Like a bulimic on a see-saw Now thats 50 porch monkeys ate up at the same time Nasty NASDAQ Ya'll gonna bow holmes This is DOW Jones 80 cal. chrome Needed time alone To zone The Mack left his iPhone And his nine at home My queen used her milkshake to bring yall to my slaughterhouses I do this for the group home kids and boarding houses This that nigga shit thats on the album For them niggas inside the chalk linin, 40 houses Bring back Arsenio, Hip hop was aborted, so NaS breathes life back into the embryo Let us make man in our image Spit it Im Huey P. And Louie V. At the eulogy throwing Molotov's for Emmitt You aint as hot as I is All of these false prophets is not messiahs You dont know how high the sky is The square mileage Of earth or what PI is Im the shaky hand that touched George Foreman in Zaire The same hand that punched down devils that brought down the towers

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