Uh, uh, uh
Now let's get it all
in perspective
for all y'all enjoyment
a song y'all can step with
Y'all appointed me
to bring rap justice
but I ain't five-0
y'all know it's Nas yo
Grey goose and a whole
lotta hydro
only describe us
as soldier survivors
Stay laced in the best
well dressed with finesse
in a white tee
lookin' for wifie
Thug girl who fly
and talks so nicely
put her in the coupe
so she can feel
the nice breeze
We can drive through
the city no doubt
but don't say my car's
topless say the
titties is out
Newness here's
the anthem
put your hand up
that you shoot with
count your loot with
Push the pool stick
in your new crib
same hand that
you hoop with
Swing around like you
stupid
king'a the town
yeah I been that
You know I click-clack
where you and your
man's at
do the Smurf
do the Wop Baseball Bat
Rooftop like we bringing
eighty-eight back
they shootin'
Aw made you look
you a slave to a page
in my rhyme book
gettin' big money
playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas?
Where them dimes at?
They shootin'
Aw made you look
you a slave to a page
in my rhyme book
gettin' big money
playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas at?
Where them dimes at?
this ain't rappin'
this is Street-Hop
Now get up off your ass
like your seat's hot
my live niggaz lit up
the reefer
Trunk'a the car
we got the streetsweeper
don't start none
won't be none no reason
for your mans to panic
You don't wanna see
no ambulances
knock a pimp's drink
down in his pimp cup
That's the way you get
Timberland'd up
let the music diffuse
all the tension
Ball or convention
free admission
Hustlers, dealers and
killers can move swift
girls get close
you can feel where
the tool's kept
All my just-comin' homies
parolees get money
leave the beef
alone slowly
Get out my face
you people so phoney
pull out my waist
the eagle fo-forty
they shootin'
Aw made you look
you a slave to a page
in my rhyme book
gettin' big money
playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas?
Where them dimes at?
They shootin'
Aw made you look
you a slave to a page
in my rhyme book
gettin' big money
playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas at?
Where them dimes at?
Bravehearts
Bravehearts
Bravehearts
Bravehearts
I see niggaz runnin'
yo my mood is real rude
I lay you out
show you what steel do
Mobsters don't box
my pump shot obliges
every invitation
to fight you punk hazas
Like Pun said you ain't
even en mi clasa
Maybach Benz
back seat, TV plasma
Ladies lookin' for
athletes or rappers
whatever you choose
whatever you do
Make sure he a thug
and intelligent too
like a real thoroughbred is
Show me love lemme
feel how the head is
females whose
the sexiest
is always the nastiest
And I like a little
sassiness a lotta class
mommy reach in your bag
pass the fifth
I'm a leader
at last this a don you with
my nines'll spit
niggaz loose
consciousness