First Day Out-Nas

歌手 : Nas
语种 : 英语
时长 : 00:30

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TXT First Day Out-Nas 文本歌词

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Got out of jail again and again and again
I can never fold on none of my n***as
I'm the one they talk about be demented
I got n***as serving bricks out the fender
That Karma keep coming back when I was getting it
A lot of you n***as be changing when you get famous
Talking that s**t but you really not gangster
These n***as claiming that they bout it bout it
We pull them choppers out and homicide them
We used to trap up at the Texaco
Never sold my soul I had to take the blow
Had to understand I had to sacrifice
I was living life I had to pay the price
Lost everything I had like Solomon
Got it back it's like I hit the lottery
For my fans I gotta say apologies
They holding me down and they ride for meA hunderd thousand for a Plain Jane
When you locked up got to maintain
Caught a Fed case with the c*****e
Start telling names playing blame games
That ain't the s**t that I call a hunna
I was the boss and you was the runner
I cooked the d**e while she count the commas
If she run with the money I kill her momma
Do you really f**k with me Sometimes I wonder
What was you at when that drought was coming
You be bumping your gums but ain't saying nothing
Got your b***h in the condo we have a slumber
I might pull up with a hundred bricks in a Hummer
I can not tell cause the code that I honour
I know one n***a who came from the jungle
He told me get money don't want nothing from you
I can never fold on none of my n***as
I'm the one they talk about be demented
I got n***as serving bricks out the fender
That Karma keep coming back when I was getting it
A lot of you n***as be changing when you get famous
Talking that s**t but you really not gangster
These n***as claiming that they bout it bout it
We pull them choppers out and homicide them
We used to trap up at the Texacos
Never sold my soul I had to take the blow
Had to understand I had to sacrifice
I was living life I had to pay the price
Lost everything I had like Solomon
Got it back it's like I hit the lottery
For my fans I gotta say apologies
They holding me down and they ride for me