Текст песни NAS - Shootouts
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Текст песни NAS - Shootouts
Yo, release what's in meBesides the Henny, it's eyes that's seen plentyFiends get skinny as if Queens was a Craig JennyInstead of diet plans it's crack 200 gramsI pump a G-pack, peeping for where the D's atIt's slow, lookin for Rambo, the cop who got grazedBack in the days, chasin niggaz through my project maze( )That cop he got a death wishHe run behind niggaz until you breathlessEveryday he makin ten arrests, sheeitMy nigga check this, I know the bitch he rest withI even blessed it, forty-dash-ten inspect it(Already checked it Dunn, near his ankle you could see his gun)Peep, he parked his Jeep in the back of the slumto check Tanisha, fat ass real fly, with the blonde caesarVetacini summer gear, she push the two-seaterI heard she brag about the way he eat herA Irish man short slim with a tan, they say he laced her cheebaShe do be lookin weaker, now her teeth are foulSpeakin loud, peep her style, in and out of every reefer cloudFat ass dissolvin, like cotton candy in a mouth that's starvinRock the same gear daily, like a soldier in my squadronI heard she let Jake investigate from her window cause she's a nympho, suckin dick and coughin up infoSo now it's set up, her and the beast to get wet upI know he vest up, we blazin from the neck up (Yo let me knock first) Soon as he open it your glock burstThey had the chains on, son hit the lock firstWe busted in the cop jerkedJungle popped one in his shirtI grabbed the bitch by her tits, she tried to say she EarthWe saw the cameras, tape recorders, and the monitorsThey eyein us (Nas yo he survived one from the fo'-five)Pull his shades down, they seen his last days nowThere's no way now, we can be treated just like a slave nowTwo in the dome, he's laid down, aiyyo the bitch is saved nowShe's living in a snitch grave nowChorus: NasShootouts is similar to Wild WestBroad daylight, face to face without a vestYou know the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectaclesPlease God to save the life that the Devil soldSee +It Was Written+ but was never toldPeep the jewels black man, it's even better than goldNiggaz roll with iron, police roll in hot pursuittryin to stop the loot, fuck Jake, cock and shoot[Nas]Still on the streets with my peeps so deepWe threw a block party for my man goin up creekto do his two to four, niggaz show love, from all around the boardPeace Lord, Sony Handi-Cam on recordPop a bottle, cause when you come home we still got it sewnWe can watch the tape play back and just zoneFilm all the bitches, on the benches with ill extensions