Представляем точный текст композиции "Fuck Nas And Nature" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Cormega . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Fuck Nas And Nature» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Cormega передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Cormega - "Fuck Nas And Nature"
Lyrics to Fuck Nas And Nature : (Yo Son, this persons all on your shit) Nah whats this' (Nigga Nas tried to commit, yeah word em up) Not that nigga, not that nigga that niggas too pretty (You gotta do somethin man, you gotta do somethin man, word up) Take that nigga to war Yo Nature, listen man In a jacuzzi flashin, splashin like a uzi rappin Much love for thugs, God bless B.I., askin "Whattup with Cormega'" Live niggaz keep askin The exhibition, flexin, throw my extra clip in Chrome bugotti VVSs, check it Niggaz talkin bout, how real they kept it on record Screamin out, Q.B.C. but dont rep it Am I my brothers keeper or a faggot in love with reefer' My Far Rock niggaz would love to meet ya "Lifes a Bitch" but shit gets deeper, fuck gold chains and sneakers I had dat, when cocaine was cheaper Yo, who this fake nigga soundin like me' You wanna be me, but cant see a thousand like me Im loungin, youre like bookies on housin You see my team comin and your heart starts poundin You shook, getting paid off the book Niggaz jeal-ous, my LS is off the hook You see the Lex, you fake ass thug, you need respect or be another nigga that my fuckin heater wet My poetry is manifest, the words be correct My empire rise, now my enemies are vexed Yo Nature you finished, yo Nas you next Yeah, clear my little man YouknowhatImsayin, Nas It aint nuttin personal, its all business yaknahmsayin' You let your little faggot ass man come around me But my man got a few words he wanna say to you Nature you fake cat, try to be down and got your chain snatched Took the shit, and your little brothers tape back Now you against the Mega star, puffin hundred stacks in a Lex, LS, chewing on Escobars but they too sweet, burn my teeth Firm dont want no beef, burn the wonder Five stars, Q.B. the Desert Storm The Mobb exclusive, check out the new kid on the next hit Find the illest kicks, play the strength, what the writer bent Hover from night to light, now push the tightest shit The tighest click, were airtight Roll deep and wear Air Nikes, some to scare some the bear type but we rock mics and jams, like gats we cock twice Runnin with the pretty boys, bitches say thats not nice Straight out the Bridge, my DeLorean, showbiz And if you wanna sign me you can find me where the coke is Im a nightmare to "Street Dreamin" Nigga your whole crew is twenty-twos, my dudes street sweepin Prepared, never scared, ones to bolster Flex Im ill, everythings real, aint no special effects Yeah, bring the drama, I like the fuckin trauma A gladiator, rocking steel plated armor Yeah, you wanna step to me, youd better bring a referee My name is Mega, yall niggaz scared to death of me Yeah your man asked, Im like a Columbian refugee Murder any nigga in sight, any day or night You see me in a jet black Lex, the cokes white Lampin on the Hill, that nigga Nature thought he ill I fucked his ass up like Im Holyfield The Real Deal, Montana, drama for short Of course, yeah, the fucking boss Yeah, that nigga Nature talk about he takin my spot Took one punch to the face, and just dropped Its over La, I dont even know why you even wont try to come at me This is Cor motherfuckin Mega You know Im the baddest you fuckin faggot Ill fuck you up Thats why my man took your fuckin gold chain and now hes wearin your shit in the projects, youre a fuckin bitch Knahmsayin Nas' You need to you need to you need to get a fuckin fireproof fuckin van thats how you come through the projects or niggazll burn your shit down Them niggaz is idiots, yo Talkin about "Street Dreams" rockin a pink ass suit What the fuck kind of dreams you niggaz workin with, man' Last crack yall niggaz sold was yall ass! You fuck with me, youre fuckin with the best, man, knahmsayin' But yall niggaz aint ready for fucking war Yall aint ready for the motherfuckin, the gun battles or the beatings on sight man dont fuck with me man, I got no more to say man trick ass bay-atches [ Fuck Nas And Nature Lyrics ]
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