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Some information about One Love Lyrics Title: NAS - One Love lyrics Artist: NAS Album: Illmatic Visitors: 4 visitors have visited One Love Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. [Verse One] Whattup kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid When the cops came you shoulda slid to my crib it blackno time for looking back it s done Plus congratulations you know you got a son I heard he looks like youwhy don t your lady write you? Told her she should visitthat s when she got hyper Flippintalk about he acts too rough He didn t listen he be riffin while I m telling him stuff I was like yeahshorty don t careshe a snake too ing with the niggaz from that fake crew that hate you But yoguess who got shot in the dome-piece? Jerome s nieceon her way home from Jones Beach - it s bugged Plus little Rob is selling drugs on the dime Hangin out with young thugs that all carry 9 s at night time there s more trife than ever Whattup with Cormegadid you see emare y all together? If so then hold the fort downrepresent to the fullest Say whassup to HerbIce and Bullet I left a half a hundred in your commisary You was my nigga when push came to shove One what? one love [Verse Two] Dear Bornyou ll be out soonstay strong Out in New York the same shit is goin on the crack-heads stalkingloud-mouths is talking holdcheck out the story yesterday when i was walking the nigga you shot last year tried to appear like he hurtin something word to motheri heard him fronting and he be pumping on your block your man gave him your glock and now they run togetherwhat up sonwhatever since I m on the streets I ma put it to a cease but I heard you blew a nigga with a ox for the phone piece Whylin on the Islandbut now with Elmira better chill cause them niggaz will put that ass on fire Last time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers but maintain when you come home the corner s ours On the reelsall these crab niggaz know the deal When we start the revolution all they probably do is squeal But chillsee you on the next V-I I gave your mom dukes loot for kicksplus sent you flicks Your brother s buck whylin in four maine he wrote me he might beat his case til he come home I play it low key so stay civilisedtime flies though incarcerated your mind (dies) I hate it when your mum cries it kinda wants to make me murderfor real-a I ve even got a mask and gloves to bust slugs for one love [Verse Three] Sometimes I sit back with a buddha sack mind s in another world thinking how can we exist through the facts written in school text booksbibleset cetera a school lecturethe lies get me vexed-er So I be ghost from my projects I take my pen and pad for the week and hittin nails while I m sleepin A two day stayyou may say I need the time alone to relax my domeno phoneleft the 9 at home You see the streets have me stressed somethin terrible in with the corners have a nigga up in Bellevue or h.d.m.hit with numbers from 8 to 10 a future in a maximum state pen is grim So I comes back homenobody s helpin shorty doo-wop Rollin two phillies together in the Bridge we called em oowops He said"Nasniggaz could be bustin off the roof so I wear a bullet proof and pack a black tres-deuce" He inhaled so deepshut his eyes like he was sleep Started coughing when I peeked to watch me speak I sat back like the mackmy army suit was black We was chillin on these bitches where he pumped his loose cracks I took an l when he passed itthis little keeps me blasted he starts talkin mad shit I had to school himtold him don t let niggaz fool him cos when the pistol blows that s when a murder be the cool one Tough luck when niggaz are struckfamilies ed up could ve cought your manbut didn t look when you bucked up Mistakes happenso take heed never bust up if the crowd catch him solomake the right man bleed shorty s laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so foul Only twelve trying to tell me that he liked my style Then I rosewiping the blunts ash from my clothes then froze only to blow the herb smoke through my nose and told my little man that i m a go cyprose there s some jewels in the skull that he can sell if he chose words of wisdom from nas try to rise up above keep an eye out for jake shorty what one love Hottest songs from NAS : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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