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nas – what you gonna do lyrics

[intro:]
straight out of qb n-gg-s
this is nas, lo
with my braveheart n-gg-s
jungle, wiz and horse
f-ckin with these cash money millionaires
so what yall gonna do about that
n-gg-s

[hook:]
we on your block
we got rocks
you got robbed
the man got shot
that n-gg-‘s dead
come get revenge
we getting money
we in the benz

we drive cars
we f-ck your hoes
we taking charge
we gettin dough
yall n-gg-s p-ssy
i cut your face
i’m in your hood
every f-cking day

[verse one: wiz]
yeah what up n-gg- im back
f-ck you got the mac
touch you and them n-gg-s you with
the bigger your clique the bigger my clip
the bigger my gun them n-gg-s im with is horse and jung
and of course youll become a corpse if you f-cking with me
the 44 caliber killer don’t tussle with me
i been to war couple of times slept in the cold
shed tears seen it all been outside for years
what this life mean to yall?
money ice and cars bustin nuts in broads
never trusting god
you better trust him had with you when you hustlin
it was him that kept me alive when n-gg-s was bustin
he aint gonna save you so when i ak you and spray you
i run in your spot and take all whats yours
so you lay on the floor we expanding
what you gonna to do about it n-gg-?
not a d-mn thing

[hook:]
we on your block
we got rocks
you got robbed
the man got shot
that n-gg-‘s dead
come get revenge
we getting money
we ridin in the benz

we drive cars
we f-ck your hoes
we taking charge
we get the dough
yall n-gg-s p-ssy
we cut your face
we in your hood
every f-cking day

[verse 2a]
what the f-ck yall was born brave?
i put a slug through your cornbraids
summertime broad day
you get your face blown right at the pay phone
i got big guns that break bones
beef with me you take home to your family
bullets fly randomly
wet you like hard rain
bravehearts g-ngb-ng

[verse 2b: nas]
yo last night it was on n-gg-s came pistols drawn
poppin off i had to run they shot one the kid is gone
n-gg-s quick to get it on know the block im living on
queens bridge murders kings live merciless
heartless crazy mercedes the projects young killas og’s enemies targets
blow weed henessee more beef let it be
no chance of wetting me i hold heat in the streets
rolls royce drop top crusing where the women be
last n-gg- f-cked around hes a hood memory
fresh nikes wife beater knicks jersey white sneakers
heavy like an ice freezer deadly not nice either
ill f-ck the hoe with p-ssy that’s mind blowing
do my thug dance in clubs with my nine showing
n-gg-s tell they hoes, “why you f-cking with nas?
he just gonna nut on your eyes
have you suck all his guys
and also he say when you done cussin his by”
you aint thuggin you lie b-tch
brave till we die b-tch

[verse 2c: horse]
?? a n-gg- that would kill something over something small
the one you cant ??? with unless you paid in full
the one that hold grudges cause gun games for free
the only thing you wetting and splittin is ??
im the one that lift the skirts up on fake -ss rappers
that be killin for a long time but now it don’t happen
all them tough guys is w-nksters they ?? me in their songs
im a braveheart till death so i got to die strong
a big man that’s troublesome and follow no rules
run through crews after smoking blunts and sippin on brews
disrespecter pistol whippin hustlers for their cheddar
the deebo of the rap game but walk with a beretta
my heart is made of stone my eyes is filled with blood
survivors of the street wars yall n-gg-s know whats up
from the projects to penthouse yall n-gg-s better look out
before these braveheart motherf-ckers put they gun in your mouth

[hook:]
we on your blocks
we got glocks
you get robbed
the man get shot
that n-gg-‘s dead
come get revenge
we getting money
we ridin in the benz

we drive cars
we f-ck your hoes
we taking charge
we gettin dough
yall n-gg-s p-ssy
we cut your face
we in your hood
every f-cking day

[sh-t talking at end:]

we in your hood
every f-cking day n-gg-s
every day n-gg-s, huh
look around n-gg-s
we on top
what you gonna do about it n-gg-?
what you got to say about it n-gg-?
that’s right
that’s right
run all over yall n-gg-s
what yall gonna do about it? nothin
bunch of corny -ss phony -ss n-gg-s
get brave n-gg- we brave n-gg- (bravehearts!)
brave to the death baby
(bravehearts!)

- nas lyrics

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