Текст песни Bravehearts f Nas - Twilight
Bravehearts f Nas - Twilight слова песни
[Chorus Nas x2]I be dippin in the twilight, with gangstasSmoking weed up in my ride life, the same stuffIts still a bitch living like I`m rich, bang broadsCall me Mr.International ghetto stars[Nas]Yo I talk like a champion, walk like a championBody like a god and I promise that Nas a hit you offFlow like a gangsta, Brum bum bum bum bumBustin like dummies so mommy you come and lick it offI stay right, purple hazed out, fifth stay on my hipBlunt stay in my mouth, Patron layed outTequila sunrising, five sixes, surprise bitchesNas from the trenches how does he surviveThis is ten years, here for good, rep for my thugsPlumper than last summer stomach stretch from the grubGood livin, good women, I fuck wit straight stallionsBowleg stances go-head handsomeWhat they all scream, my cars leanHit up every state town city, wit my Braveheart teamPretty face round tits and ass stay my queenKeep a burner in the trunk, AR-15[Chorus x2][Jungle]If you see me, on MTVDon`t forget I`m the same nigga from QBSitting on the block, hungry and starvingImagining preforming at Madison Square GardenOr Radio City, and New York CityBring the whole hood wit me, gallons of HennyMy homey got shot right before my eyesI got shot too but I survivedI was just a teenager, never had a pagerI always had flava, chasing that paperI need them diamonds new clothes pretty hoesThat Bentley coupe all red like a roseAnd everybody knows, my gun goes offIn the west coast dirty south and up northJungle the boss, a natural born hustlerI Dissed by suckas and punk mothafuckas[Chorus x2][Gwiz]Nigga I`m high wit high hopes fuck the bullshitStand up in front of that you get the full clipI beat a nigga senseless his skin is missingListen, my knockouts is six so seriousBang wit a B on my chest yall niggaz is bitchesYou touch me and I`m pulling your dress, a snitch is a snitchAnd I hate yall niggaz, stomp you out like roachesCant you see I`m here to get this paper just like I`m supposed toI`ve been a Braveheart since semen cesspool my pops schemingOne thought to get up in my moms jeansAnd it came to this It feel like a mothafuckas dreamingBut I`m here, fuck anything another nigga thinkinSee them Bravehearts, damn, those my niggazYou got drama wit em sleep with you gun under the fucking pillowThis is real thangs, I know shit feel strange, how dem QB niggaz do thangsCheck this shit nigga[Chorus x2]