Mariah Carey (Skit) (Album Version|Explicit)

Aey yo this is Nas with my man DJ Clue

The professional part two

Puttin' it down for you fake a** DJ's and sh*t like that

Straight outta Q B

All the way around the motherf**kin' world

Black Frank Sinatra on yo' a**

Q B Braveheart ni**a

(Put it on)

Was classified as the bastard who died

Rumors say I came back alive with an axe

And attacked niggas actin' like Nas

My passion is to capitalize

Come through my hood you get jacked for your ride

Catch you from the passengers side

My words turn the sea red like the eyes of a w**d head

Ya'll peep my led then hide like Easter eggs

I ride 'till the beef is dead caskets dropped

Your soul go further up than Astronauts

I talk it and live it

Ya'll weak dudes should offer forgiveness

'Cause frontin' like you

I'll gets yourself torchered by killers

In Newyork I'm the realest predicted by fortune tellers

Sick with the talkin' methods AK's Berettas

My whole team is Steelers like Jerome Bettis

Rammin' niggas like St Louis we dough getters

And ya'll niggas is losers nothin' f**kin' with us

Nothin' but Bravehearts gon' hustle wit' us

Uh

DJ Clue

This is star

Nas

Live from the Bridge

When ya'll niggas fall and start makin' 800 collect

Call commercials like Arsenio Hall

I'm on times square on New Years

With Dick Clark droppin' the ball

With Kool and the Gang doin' my thing

Princess cut chains I bend b**ches like bike frames

My tight game will make Hilary leave Bill quick as lightnin'

I'll have her wearin' tight jeans

Givin' nice brains in a white Range

Pullin' up to club life turned her to a thug life

Damn I'm sayin' you rollin' with Nastradamus

We flowin' to St Thomas jewelry box full of stones

So I can change diamonds

Matchin' masterpieces on black sandy beaches

Even the paparazzi tries to peep us

Disguised with dark shades and fake beards

A lucky photographer noticed Tyra Banks here

But I showed the tabloids bogus passports

I told 'em back off before I flip like Castor Troy

DJ Clue Nas

Live from the Bridge

2001

C'mon c'mon

Live from the Bridge cliques stay high from the iz'

Wear the most popular sh*t niggas knockin' my sh*t

Denali's fat designed rims 2000 S Benz

Watchin' ESPN with two dime lesbians

I hit it of course I did it to floss

The last Don doin' hits like Pepe and Cross

Esco the boss cash long niggas think I'm Blacula

'Cause I'm in a castle with a b**ch cold waxin' her

I leave my teeth marks in hoes

Scoop 'em like a spatula

Pass 'em to my peoples and party like a Bachelor

'Til I meet a gangsta b**ch give her banks to hit

In return all she wants to do is drink the dick

F**k street clothes we thug it out in Tuxedos

Stomp niggas with hard bottoms in casinos

A hundred Bravehearts vest' up ni**a reload

We keep low hundred thousand bank ceelo