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Zone Out Rmx (U Knoe Wut Tyme It Iz) Ft/Infa 1& Bravehearts

アーティスト:Nas  作詞:EPPS MIKE/GIBBS SALAAM REMI/REMI SALAAM/JONES JABARI  作曲:EPPS MIKE/GIBBS SALAAM REMI/REMI SALAAM/JONES JABARI 

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Braveheart for life [sample - repeated 8x "Z-z-z-zone Out"] Nas-Bravehearts-ya knoe-I1-Remix we shot out all da fake niggaz we dem rumble'n da streetz -I1- I spend about amillion thousand dollaz a day When Im bout ta git shot I move lyke a cop & pray Stop & say u fukk around wit -I Wun- I hit u wit dem byg gunz, byg ton only ta make u syck son Ayo u fukk wit diz Kid I end up atcha crib When u live and put deeze shotz nya rib Ayo I myght shoot 2 but I juz shot (Wun) Put it ta da (Syde) uv hiz lid dawg And luk wut I (Did) and aint no witnesses Witnessin shit not even 4tunbitch or da nigga Da DIK 'causezi gat shotz datta leeva nigga shock'd on hiz neighborhood blokk Nigga yall knoe wut tyme it iz and im styll on dat grimey shit Im styll grindin and shit ayo nigga im styll dat simple mind'd Kid So shutcha mouf and mindja bizz & mindja shit c'mon nigga mindja bitch 'causezi spyt on da curve man 4git wutcha hurd U shit on mi wurdz itz lyke I aint gittin da respeck I deserve -Da Hook- I gat shotz he shot I shot -yeah- A nigga shock'd he shock'd he ryght thurr On every blokk itz hott im hott hurr I hott, yall hott, we roc niggaz scrurr'd -Jungle- Tuck in your chain put your watch in your pocket Here come the Braveheart straight out the projects We live the life where the blood spills Same thing that get you cats nigga, get you killed Warnin', Jungle always keep a gun on him Pull out, {*shooting sound*}, four head gone 'n Sloppy, droppin' you birds Close range so my bullets don't swerve, curve No bullshit Back in ya hand, find me Call Earl, death is the ways of the world Y'all made criminals Tryin' to wild out there so crack, bust guns at Bow Wow's age Fightin' in jail, lookin' for heaven, livin' in hell F**kin 'em hos, born to cope since I was 12 Way too foul walk around all the time With a gray Mack 10 and a pocket full o' dimes -G.Wiz- Braveheart to the graveyard, let's go niggas Scared straight, but F**K them hos Keep it, dead serious Believe it don't believe us, until you see me creepin', Now you sleep with them fishes G-W-I-Z, so delicious To all them ghetto and sober bitches in 'burban districts I'm movin on passin' chumps, and very thoroughly promoted by God's Son And this is the military turn it up My moves erase a ton, your son less thump nah Heat talk feet walk you run uh Rat ta-tat, Hear them shots come Drop son, pull out You better send 'em back son, or feel that casket The peeps be like one (one) I'm movin on passin' chumps,


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