[00:00.00] 作词 : Christopher Martin/Nasir Jones
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Christopher Martin/Nasir Jones
[00:20.45]Straight up shit is real and any day could be your last in the jungle
[00:23.44]Get murdered on the humble guns'll blast niggas tumble
[00:26.06]The corners is the hot spot full of mad criminals
[00:28.87]Who don't care guzzlin beers we all stare
[00:31.17]At the out-of-towners (Ay yo yo who that ) They better break North
[00:33.61]Before we get the four pounders and take their face off
[00:35.48]The streets is filled with undercovers homicide chasin brothers
[00:38.66]The D A 's on the roof tryin to watch us and knock us
[00:41.85]And killer coppers even come through in helicopters
[00:43.96]I drink a little vodka spark a L and hold a Glock for
[00:47.02]The fronters wannabe ill niggas and spot runners
[00:49.28]Thinkin it can't happen til I trap em and clap em
[00:52.08]And leave em done won't even run about Gods
[00:54.32]I don't believe in none of that shit your facts are backwards
[00:56.95]Nas is a rebel of the street corner
[00:59.25]Pullin a Tec out the dresser police got me under pressure
[01:02.00]
[01:03.13]Represent represent
[01:06.75]
[01:12.49]Yo they call me Nas I'm not your legal type of fella
[01:15.17]Moet drinkin' niggas smokin' street dweller
[01:17.67]Who's always on the corner rollin up blessed
[01:20.29]When I dress it's never nuttin less than Guess
[01:22.66]Cold be walkin with a bop and my hat turned back
[01:25.41]Love committin sins and my friends sell crack
[01:27.90]This nigga raps with a razor keep it under my tongue
[01:30.46]The school drop-out never liked the shit from day one
[01:33.14]Cause life ain't shit but stress fake niggas and crab stunts
[01:35.88]So I guzzle my Hennesey while pullin on mad blunts
[01:38.44]The brutalizer crew de-sizer a*********r
[01:41.32]The type of nigga who be pissin' in your elevator
[01:43.88]Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
[01:46.33]Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's with black frames
[01:48.75]Now I'm into fat chains, weed and Tecs
[01:51.19]Fly new chicKs and new kicks Heine's and Beck's
[01:53.50]Represent represent
[01:58.43]
[02:01.24]No doubt; see my stacks are fat this is what it's about
[02:04.11]Before the BDP conflict with MC Shan
[02:05.98]Around the time when Shante dissed the Real Roxxane
[02:09.22]I used to wake up every mornin see my crew on the block
[02:11.91]Every day's a different plan that had us runnin from cops
[02:14.53]If it wasn't hangin' out in front of niggas spots
[02:17.09]We was at the candy factory breakin the locks
[02:19.71]Nowadays I need the green in a flash just like the next man
[02:22.83]**** a yard God, let me see a hundred grand
[02:25.32]Could use a gun Son, but **** bein' the wanted man
[02:27.82]But if I hit rock bottom then I'ma be the Son of Sam
[02:30.57]Then call the crew to get live too
[02:32.57]With Swoop Hakim my brother Jungle Big Bo cooks up the blow
[02:35.69]Mike'll chop it Mayo you count the profit
[02:37.81]My shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it
[02:40.61]It's your brain on drugs, to all fly niggas and thugs
[02:43.66]Nuff respect to the projects I'm ghost One Love 重复

作词 : Christopher Martin/Nasir Jones
作曲 : Christopher Martin/Nasir Jones
Straight up shit is real and any day could be your last in the jungle
Get murdered on the humble guns'll blast niggas tumble
The corners is the hot spot full of mad criminals
Who don't care guzzlin beers we all stare
At the out-of-towners (Ay yo yo who that ) They better break North
Before we get the four pounders and take their face off
The streets is filled with undercovers homicide chasin brothers
The D A 's on the roof tryin to watch us and knock us
And killer coppers even come through in helicopters
I drink a little vodka spark a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters wannabe ill niggas and spot runners
Thinkin it can't happen til I trap em and clap em
And leave em done won't even run about Gods
I don't believe in none of that shit your facts are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the street corner
Pullin a Tec out the dresser police got me under pressure
Represent represent
Yo they call me Nas I'm not your legal type of fella
Moet drinkin' niggas smokin' street dweller
Who's always on the corner rollin up blessed
When I dress it's never nuttin less than Guess
Cold be walkin with a bop and my hat turned back
Love committin sins and my friends sell crack
This nigga raps with a razor keep it under my tongue
The school drop-out never liked the shit from day one
Cause life ain't shit but stress fake niggas and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennesey while pullin on mad blunts
The brutalizer crew de-sizer a*********r
The type of nigga who be pissin' in your elevator
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's with black frames
Now I'm into fat chains, weed and Tecs
Fly new chicKs and new kicks Heine's and Beck's
Represent represent
No doubt; see my stacks are fat this is what it's about
Before the BDP conflict with MC Shan
Around the time when Shante dissed the Real Roxxane
I used to wake up every mornin see my crew on the block
Every day's a different plan that had us runnin from cops
If it wasn't hangin' out in front of niggas spots
We was at the candy factory breakin the locks
Nowadays I need the green in a flash just like the next man
**** a yard God, let me see a hundred grand
Could use a gun Son, but **** bein' the wanted man
But if I hit rock bottom then I'ma be the Son of Sam
Then call the crew to get live too
With Swoop Hakim my brother Jungle Big Bo cooks up the blow
Mike'll chop it Mayo you count the profit
My shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it
It's your brain on drugs, to all fly niggas and thugs
Nuff respect to the projects I'm ghost One Love 重复