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Текст песни Nas - Smokin`

Nas - Smokin` слова песни

Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim(To the Gods.. to the Gods.. to the Earths)Pass that shit homey[Intro/Chorus]Now tell me what y`all smokinWhat kinda heat y`ll holdinWell is your creep move potentI got a bunch of bullets and a bag of guns I pass `em to my niggaz c`monWe bi-coastin, keepin our po-ckets bulginWe got the plan in motionI got a bunch of bullets and a bag of guns I pass `em to my niggaz c`mon[Verse One]Zoom, from outer space he comesBlunt in his mouth with his hand on his gunBitches flappin they gums, do he be clappin and shootin guysActor or a movie star, rapper revolutionizedWhat is his race nation or creed?Is he arabic, black, latin, asian they readMagazines say I walked on water, talked to the heavensSpit at judges, stepped on peasantsBut in reality, I just entered your galaxySeptember `73, up in these wild streetsFuckin these wild freaks, a harem of hoes (God damn)And my mystique got `em tearin my clothes[Chorus][Verse Two]My nigga smoke with one lungIf he cough he might die, passin me treesThe liquor bottle`s almost emptyWe about to collide, with the enemyOnly way you die if it`s meant to beYou fuckin with a generalNo discussion is the principle we bustin it`s the end of youNow we knockin on your mama doorLike we cam to fix the sink; my kind of warDeath, angels comin for youSpirit horse runnin from your body like Young Guns 1 and 2Paramedics fightin for you, who`s gon` win?The hands of time, or the hands of medicineDon`t cry, witness your fate, this is your wakeWalk by your casket, spit in your faceEnter the fog dog, the light is your guideAnd when you`re gone all your niggaz gon` light it with Nas[Chorus][Verse Three]Pardon but I gotta question of life nowLook at the nigga next to you right nowIs he real, fake or scaredDo it like this niggaz right hands in the airBall it to a fist and put it over your heartNow let`s say it all together let the ceremony startI shall - stay real stay true stay holdin figuresNever put a bitch over my niggazI shall never, cooperate with the lawNever snake me I always hold you down in warIf they take one of mine, I take one of theirsI never break the oath to the death I swearI swear that`s how we pledge alegiance, to the allianceof underworld`s killers and thugs, though the science of a nigga still yet to be foundSo light up some green, and pass it around (just pass it around)[Chorus][repeat until fade]Wanna get high, come smoke with me Smoke with me, light it up

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