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state property - takeover & grindin' freestyle (nas diss) lyrics

[intro: young chris & [?]]
yeah, (don’t worry dame) uh, uh (we got this), uh, geh (hoffa), dame! (yeah)
that’s right (big face, holla)
young gunnas, n+gga (we got you), uh ([?])
chris and neef, motherf+ckers ([?] [?] ah+hah)
geah, (we will not) [?] [?] (lose) (state p, [?])
where ya’ll at? ([?] f+ckers)
nas

[verse 1: young chris, omillio sparks & [?]]
the tech a blow if you keep on playin’, (uh) we gon’ keep on sprayin’, do some c4 damage, he know
i ain’t sweet and i keep my cannon, gotta feed my fam and, man, i creep up random
so call your n+ggas today, my n+ggas live for the day, whatever the case [?] [?] [?] [?] and uh
(nowhere) (yeah, well)
n+ggas can’t force us to quit
jungle is fake as you, your man horse is a b+tch
should i comment on carmen, she divorcing the clique, uh (woo)
i know shе wish she got abortion with him, i heard half of the n+ggas еxtorted them, she bullsh+t with them (geah)
she still bad
did ok on the strength of ol jay (ohhh ho)
big homie, the clique hungry, n+gga so cool it out
in broad day (cool it!) or night, on sight we shoot it out (geah!)
take it how you want it (uh), man, these n+ggas talkin’ (uh) reckless bout (uh) a n+gga off (uh) the roc (uh) and that [?] disrespecting (that’s right)
state p get low, diplomats get the message, get the gats, get the vests, where they at send a message (send one)
geah, where they at, get directions, where they grind they connections, where they mom lay and rest at (where she rest at)
you get left, scr+p (left)
bout that scrilly, n+gga, f+ckin’ with them philly n+ggas, welcome to a [?] track
(geah)
geah
(geah)
[post+verse: [?] & omillio sparks]
see that’s mean
vicious, right there gunner, geah
that’s right n+gga, this a (you see that, n+gga?) building, n+gga
this right, roc+a+fella, n+gga (we apologize about missing you on the radio, n+gga)
state property, f+cker
diplomat, n+gga
get low, (but we heard it the next day) motherf+cker, geah, we on the grind, n+gga (we get dead at the situation)
dare you come at the clique, f+cker (you understand, n+gga?), geah
young spark from the [?] [?], f+cker

[verse 2: omillio sparks]
instead of grindin’, you whining on the radio
mad at young o ’cause your punk ass in [?] [?]
how dare this nas pop shots at the roc, same punk ass n+gga get protected by cops
the same punk ass n+gga gettin’ chased up the block
dudes that play with tools they don’t get jacked for they jewels, sucker ([?] [?])

philly n+ggas sn+tch carmen up and leave that b+tch (f+ck that b+tch)

[verse 3: oschino]
n+gga, state property bosses (bosses)
i take nas queensbridge, make him pay a toll to cross it (give me that [?], f+cker)
no easy passes allowed, i can see when the [?]
you a girl ass n+gga with a educated mouth, n+gga

got a cross on his arm but he talk about allah
are you muslim or christian? i forgot you think you god
until you get robbed and you can’t pull a string
you lil fragile ass n+gga, you get f+cked in the bing (early)
i move with a thing, show you the [?] [?]
in the source all you need is one mic
talk greasy on the radio, please that’s not him
qb on his chain, please give it to lil’ kim
your own hood don’t respect you so i’ma disrespect you
been in the studio too long, you forgot what a tech do (forgot, f+cker)
pac shook you up, state property even darker
darth vader bosses that’ll luke skywalk ya
your whole style boogie, i move wit a uzi
you fake f+ck n+gga, i knock you out your kufi (early)
bullets through your stomach gotta stitch up you belly, wanna go to africa
cold b+tch in belly
cam is like fam, sigel like my brother, when the rain start to pour it’s commin’ straight through your umbrella (straight though the muhf+cker)
[post+verse: omillio sparks]
that’s right, yo crakk where the f+ck you at, n+gga? (holla, [?] [?])
he like fifty and on this muhf+cker (geah) and he still poppin’ sh+t (geah, geah), get at they f+ckin’ neck

[verse 4: peedi crakk]
oh, on post with the cannon, man, you pose for the camera (f+ggot)
you like a new wave hammer, them other jokers your dancers, you wasn’t on in the slammer (p+ssy)
peedi crakk, i ain’t your shorty, i wave ’round 40’s
hit your joint up in a orgy, call a and jay to join me (come on)
you scared to party, how you f+ckin’ with cam and carter?
jones you sorry, get touched commin’ out 97, i go buck with that tight 5+7
knock the dust off your rusty weapon
trust brethren i bust, f+ck all that peace sh+t
stillmatic, i k!ll static with [?]
i’m a north philly rider, gangsta n+gga, holla
bang a n+gga, witnesses send me to the coppers
play with them coppers, the gat go blocka (go blocka)
roc+a+fella you f+ckers, holla

[outro: [?]]
we grindin’, so mean and vicious
you know

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