suicide bounce

nas

ay fellas

i think you might wanna s-s-sneak your ratchet in here for this one

ay ladies

put your petroleum jelly on your face

yo nas

we got a big bet in the streets

that you knock they ass out in the first 30 seconds of the first round

get 'em!

sittin up drunk

shufflin thoughts

got paper but i'm lost

losin focus what a nigga still hustlin for

my seed is straight

the fam is settled

idle time get the man in trouble

when wifey tourin

my life get boring

start to remember all types of torment

the devil's callin

but i don't answer

mom passed from cancer

leavin behind

two granddaughters

two grandsons

two 9's

next to me in the phantom

who lyin?

big screen documentaries of idi amin

gotta

try to stay away from creeps

with they bullshit

tryin to put me back in the streets

war stories

funerals

where feds be layin from a dreadful slayin

body viewing's at the wake

nigga sit stiff in his ferrari

no casket

with his eyelids still open

it's kinda spooky

iceman watch on

the suit gucci

i'm above the standard

but dude just mar-salis than branford

thinkin you're too rich

they wanna gun ya

kidnap ya cause of they hunger

but you fuckin with hunters

camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips

cause real niggaz die over dumb shit

camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips

cause real niggaz die over dumb shit

fight

fists

dance

suckah

suicide

bounce

brother

ice

whips

cash

nigga

watch yo'

big

ass

momma

to your

power structure

nas is dangerous

y'all the antithesis

the opposite

twitchin shit

all up in your body language

mean muggin your bitch

cause she leans over

to look closer told you y'all sloppy gangsters sayin

nas is this and nas is that"

Full Lyrics: suicide bounce - nas