Nas

Lyrics

[Intro: Nas]
Escobar Season returns
Let it burn

[Hook x2: Swizz Beatz & Nas]
This that street shit nigga, fuck that weak shit
This that street shit nigga, fuck that weak shit
This that street shit nigga, fuck that weak shit
This the bath-salts song, motherfuckers act like Zombies when it come on
It's that cut-throat, cut-throat, kill shit
Coke, weed, dealer shit, this that real shit

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
[?] a sponsor
Run up with your crew, cold as a monster
Yeah, they like me like that, every girl I see wanna be wifey like that
I'm the King of Zamunda, uh, King of the Summer
Come be my Kardashian, King of the Come Up, uh
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Jumping off boats, hopping off another cliff
Every six months, I think I need a new bucket list
Yeah, I think I might need a harem
I'm way too much, y'all can tell I'm a blessing
I'm feeling like a baron, all I need is a castle
Be my Halle Berry, all you need is a catsuit
All I need is Heaven, I don't want the hassle
God Bless the child that can hold his own... Act two
[Verse 2: Nas]
My instincts guide me through this Curtis Blow culture
Good angel, bad angel sittin' on both shoulders
Don't be trying to gas me, manipulate me
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Mr. Tunnel
Better tuck your chain in, it's a warning
Goons swarming

[Hook x2: Swizz Beatz & Nas]
This that street shit nigga, fuck that weak shit
This that street shit nigga, fuck that weak shit
This that street shit nigga, fuck that weak shit
This the bath-salts song, motherfuckers act like Zombies when it come on
It's that cut-throat, cut-throat, kill shit
Coke, weed, dealer shit, this that real shit

[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
Loyalty is something that you can never get enough of
Life’s a bitch, but you can’t snuff her
I'ma think about it, shit is only getting rougher
So it's better niggas die than suffer

[Hook x2: Swizz Beatz & Nas]
This that street shit nigga, fuck that weak shit
This that street shit nigga, fuck that weak shit
This that street shit nigga, fuck that weak shit
This the bath-salts song, motherfuckers act like Zombies when it come on
It's that cut-throat, cut-throat, kill shit
Coke, weed, dealer shit, this that real shit
[Verse 4: DMX]
Shit pop off, we don't blow it up 'til we blow it up
Cats better slow it up, y'all niggas know what's up
My niggas throw it up; we all know that
In fact, niggas missing the action, where are they at?
See, you niggas never really been ducked out
But got enough mouth to get snuffed out; roof the rough route
We don't play around here, nigga, we're grown
Start applying pressure, give the dog a bone
I'm taking half; it's just that simple
Or I can start popping niggas like pimples
I'ma let you call it, you ballin'
'Til you get hit with them hot things, now you're staggering and fallin'

• Release Date: February 25, 2015
• Artist: Nas