Choir Song

Choir Song - Nashawn/NAS

Yea you know how it be

All my thugs gon' thuggin' the streets

But let the Choir Sing

Yea you know how it be

All 'em thugs gon' thuggin' the streets

But let the Choir Sing

Now put your hoods on

Put your gloves on ni**a

Ayo I gotta break these streets sh*t down

I'm walkin' through Town

I'm holdin' my very big 3-pound

Costumers is floodin' the kid

And it's the first of the month

So many hands I dropped my sh*t

Pickin' my rocks up

I told the Fiends back off

And now I ain't servin' none of ya'll

Fresh Black Truck hopped in it

Tinted Rims glissin' got a B**ch in it

Race to the finish

Nashawn straight Menace

Guineas - in my left hand

While I'm drivin' drunk which on you want

Hand-gun Machine or the Pump

I'll murder you have everybody in your crew

In Black-suit your gril in Black vial lookin' Gorgeous

I'mma Gangsta

Shanksta body you f**kin' her

I ain't lovin' her I'm guttin' her

And you know how it be

When you comin' from and livin' in the P's

Yea you know how it be

All my thugs gon' thuggin' the streets

But let the Choir Sing

Yea you know how it be

All 'em thugs gon' thuggin' the streets

But let the Choir Sing

Now put your hoods on

Put your gloves on ni**a