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[00:-07.52]Nas - Two Seater
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[00:10.61]Come Take a Ride you can fit up in my two-seater
[00:13.21]Nas a thug you can catch me in my wife beater
[00:15.79]Blowin my drugs you know how I like the cheeba-cheeba
[00:18.35]And if you hatin and I prolly dont like it either
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Fresh dressed like a million bucks
Threw on my black jeans and Timberland Chucks
I got some moneys in my pockets got some money to spend
Got some hoochies Ima hook up wit quarter to ten
My daughter wit me and we came from the mall
Dont need no baby mama drama
Kissed her on the cheek and dropped her back off
I hit the car wash at half past four
Some kid was star struck
I pulled off my grass and let em puff sour
My deuce-deuce rims shinin happy as they can be
I went to the famous Project that they call QB
I saw some brothers gamblin on the curb
A shorty pulled a pistol took they paper, nigga thats my word
I turned the corner wit my burner and palm
Niggaz know my name and game Im a murderous Don
Saw my peoples then extended my arm
Pulled on the sidewalk, no time to talk
If yall comin come on; come on!
[01:13.45]Come Take a Ride you can fit up in my two-seater
[01:15.88]Nas a thug you can catch me in my wife beater
[01:18.52]Blowin my drugs you know how I like the cheeba-cheeba
[01 :21.07]And if you hatin and I prolly dont like it either
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Talk like a champion, walk like a champion
Body like a God and I promise that Nasll a hit you off
Flow like a gangsta, brum bum bum bum bum
Bustin black dummies and dustin all yall niggaz off
Ive been around a couple of times , know how things go
I dealt wit em all on different occasion
The same thingsll come in different stages
So when them things rise up or pop up
I look right past as if its weightless
Meanin it wont intervene the thought process
So I can levitate to more important topics
Laughin the Face of Death, flash back of car crashes
20 Ls Grey Goose vodka and tall glasses
Dippin in the twilight
Wit gangsta smokin weed in my ride light
The same stuff is still a bitch livin like Im rich
Bang broads call me Mr. International, ghetto stars come on
[02:16.02] Come Take a Ride you can fit up in my two-seater
[02:18.51]Nas a thug you can catch me in my wife beater
[02:21.27]Blowin my drugs you know how I like the cheeba -cheeba
[02:23.82]And if you hatin and I prolly dont like it either
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Slow like I robbed Brinks truck, haters all fold
Cuz my .9 is aimed up, I left four seasons
My niggaz bleedin cause of four reasons
Jealousy, hate, laziness and envy even
Up in the Benzie squeezin a couple Henny wit my comrad
Conversatin on what we believe in
Like honey in the way shes been cause hes spend
Gs a week in the make freak knees bend
I told her to pimp hard, see the hoeswe left in the room
They nymphomaniacs prolly lick homegirls womb
As respect just phone em and leave em & shit
They not your wife keep your cash nigga dont even trip
Pass the grass accordingly, you saw police
But when I puffed and coughed
Seconds later screamin 'Fuck the Lord'
Got CDs, TVs, guns tucked in the floor
Once again I hit the streets and yall dont see no more
So uh...
[04:00.72][03:50.15][03:39.81][03:29.18][03:18.97]Come Take a Ride you can fit up in my two-seater
[04:03.21][03:52.78][03:42.33][03:31.92][03:21.31]Nas a thug you can catch me in my wife beater
[04:05.78][03:55.49 ][03:44.82][03:34.41][03:23.99]Blowin my drugs you know how I like the cheeba-cheeba
[04:08.35][03:57.89][03:47.41][03:37.03 ][03:26.53]And if you hatin and I prolly dont like it either
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