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Big Things

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Текст песни NAS - Big Things

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Текст песни NAS - Big Things




(Verse 1)Get yours niggaCuz Imma get mineIn due timeEverybody gotta shineGet yours, I spray ninesI say this one timeThe last time, I swear to ya'll( )I'm from whereThe dope fiends is atAnd killas crawlAnd snitches call policeAll these niggas and streetCorners everybody's likeSmokin' marijuana andSnuffin' niggas in faces & startin' drama andShootin' niggas in cold blood, just kill 'em, so whatWith the fo' pound go nutsBetta slow upBefore you get your ass on upNigga never gonna grow upDrinkin' the HenneyBut her know he gonna throw upTryin' to make crack salesWhat it look like? The future for a black maleDon't want to make my momma cryOn a front page for a homicideFly whips, all I wanted to driveWhere chicks get blunted & rideDo 105 in the fast laneAnd a fast pace chasin' the papasSpendin' chips on big chainsAnd the dimes that give brainsThat was a 80's and 90's thingNow I'm into big things(1st Chorus)I ain't fuck with youNow I'm into big thingsGotta get my life together manCuz now I'm into big thingsNah, I ain't gonna rhyme wit youCuz now I'm into big thingsYou know I can't do that shit no moreNow I'm into big thingsNah, I can't fuck with youI'm into big thingsNah, I ain't gonna stand on the cornerI'm into big thingsNow the talk is small talkI'm into big thingsI'm into big thingsThe big thingsThe big things(Verse 2)When I started thisAll I wanted was cars and cribsLike other rap artists butDo I know where I'm goin' to?Can I forget when I came from?I be showin' youAnother style Imma flow for youCan I make somethin' wildI can throw for you, flow for youMake it bi-coastalTake it to heightsThat some of ya'll can't come close to?Some of ya'll Want to talk like hoesWorse than bitchesAnd when ya'll niggas see me blowBet it hurt like stitchesNo competitionI stop and twist 'emHit 'em like a mafia propositionI'm glad ya'll stopped and listenThinkin' back to when I had not pot to piss inLook up at a nigga nodRocks are glistenin'Can't stop my missionMake anotha LP dropI'm hittin'With the new shit exclusiveNo time to get caught up in a crimeI ain't have shit to do withUsed to chase the hoesNow I chase the doughIs ya'll bitches gonna help me get paper?No!(1st Chorus)(Verse 3)I go past ya'llYa'll got the glass jarAnd when I hit it, admit itYa'll on ya'll ass ya'llWe on the same teamYou don't wanna pass the ballChuck and gun up the doughYou want to scoreBut you really don't want to ballI put you onIt was me that introduced you to wealthCrossin' meIs like shootin' yourselfWanna blow so fast now do it yourselfYou ain't shit nowYou was so ill, why you never came outWhere ya clique nowWhere you sit nowIn the back seat




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