ฟังเพลงNa Na Nana Na Na (Explicit Album Version)

As we proceed

What have we here (take that take that)

It's zore nine muthaf**ka (one thing to do)

We get money muthaf**ka (yo)

I pulled off like na na na na na na

They would of tried some bullshit but a ni**a had the blamer

They wanna ball but they ain't got no stamina(they need it)

They said damn man you looking like Pac

I said nah not alive man I'm lookin like Jones(cappo)

Besides I put money on your skull and bones

And keep it low watch what you say up on those f**kin phones

Sssh be quiet

Touchdown

And getcha a** hung the f**k up just like a bunch of clothes

Hey ma we stretch work like you touch your toes

And in the middle of July we got that summer snow

I got em snowboarding in August

And I love a pretty b**ch but the porsche look gorgeous(you see it)

Harlem is one big ski slalom

I guess the hill is like the Swiss Alps we bring them whips out

We gettin money like nananananana

Waiting at the flash throwin money at the cameras

Twin turbs out speeding with the scanners

Breeze past the cops screamin nananananana

We gettin money like nananananana

Looking at my a** know you wish he had a camera

We gettin money like nananananana

Droptop at the light screamin life is good

If there's money on my head I hope they got a reciept

Cool your old a** off because it's hot on these streets (be easy)

I got dogs and they not on a leash

So you hope you understand

Do you copy capesh (comprende)

At this point I don't think they could take it

Sharks in the water they wont make it to safety(he drown)

And even though that we been gettin cake

Now the money taste sweet like pastry they hate me(back at you)

Now tell me how I look

Would you rather live life like me or by the book(you get it)

Sheesh we are what we are

Make the wrong move will put your faggot a** in the ER

He's not gonna make it clear

Flatline

If it's red apples fallin hit me on the bat line(Jones)

I'm back for mine some more black flying

The flyest ni**a you know that got a knack for crime

Nana

We getting money like nananananana

Waiting at the flash throwing money at the cameras

Twin turbs out speeding with the scanners

Breeze past the cops screamin nananananana

We gettin money like nananananana

Looking at my a** know you wish he had a camera

We gettin money like nananananana

Droptop at the light screamin life is good

And what you do ni**a

I cop cars out the future

Pocket so fat like Raspusha

I think I'm gettin used to

Lifestyle rich and conspicuous

The feds takin flicks of us (say cheese)

They all know I put on for Harlem

Tell rich broadway I took it up another level(god bless them)

I took eighty blew it on a beezle

Bought the new Fiskar flew it through the ghetto(fifteenth st)

The definition of opulence

The jewels drippin we droppin on top and poppin sh*t(splash)

Who would think that this kid from the projects

Get his neck so cold you would think he's lethargic(I'm froze up)

The wrist look like hypothermia set in(what)

Pick a club night that the burner don't get in(I can't recall that)

We pop champagne until the club let out(and)

I drink and I f**k and then I piss a ni**a rent out

We getting money like nananananana

Waiting at the flash throwin money at the cameras

Twin turbs out speeding with the scanners

Breeze past the cops screamin nananananana

We getting money like nananananana

Looking at my a** know you wish he had a camera

We gettin money like nananananana

Droptop at the light screamin life is good

Uhhhh

You know the rules ni**a

Fly high or get flew over

Roll with us or get rolled over

Ain't nuthin change

Just the decimal point muthaf**ka

You get the point

Money money money

Don't make dollars don't make sense

F**k you ni**a

Suck a dick too

Jones jones jones