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Nas

What You Gonna Do (from "Baller Blockin'" soundtrack)

 

What You Gonna Do (from "Baller Blockin'" soundtrack)


Straight out of QB niggas
This is Nas, lo
With my Braveheart niggas
Jungle, Wiz and Horse
Fucking with these Ca$h Money Millionaires
So what y'all gonna do about that
Niggas

We on your block
We got rocks
You got robbed
The man got shot
That nigga's dead
Come get revenge
We getting money
We in the Benz

We drive cars
We fuck your hoes
We taking charge
We getting dough
Y'all niggas pussy
I cut your face
I'm in your hood
Every fucking day

Yeah what up nigga I'm back
Fuck you got the mac
Touch you and them niggas you with
The bigger your clique the bigger my clip
The bigger my gun them niggas I'm with is Horse and Jung
And of course you'll become a corpse if you fucking with me
The 44 caliber killer don't tussle with me
I been to war couple of times slept in the cold
Shed tears seen it all been outside for years
What this life mean to y'all?
Money ice and cars busting nuts in broads
Never trusting god
You better trust him had with you when you hustling
It was him that kept me alive when niggas was busting
He ain't gonna save you so when I AK you and spray you
I run in your spot and take all what's yours
So you lay on the floor we expanding
What you gonna to do about it nigga?
Not a damn thing

We on your block
We got rocks
You got robbed
The man got shot
That nigga's dead
Come get revenge
We getting money
We riding in the Benz

We drive cars
We fuck your hoes
We taking charge
We get the dough
Y'all niggas pussy
We cut your face
We in your hood
Every fucking day

What the fuck y'all was born brave?
I put a slug through your cornbraids
Summertime broad day
You get your face blown right at the pay phone
I got big guns that break bones
Beef with me you take home to your family
Bullets fly randomly
Wet you like hard rain
Bravehearts gangbang

Yo last night it was on niggas came pistols drawn
Popping off I had to run they shot one the kid is gone
Niggas quick to get it on know the block I'm living on
Queens bridge murders kings live merciless
Heartless crazy Mercedes the projects young killas OG's enemies targets
Blow weed henessee more beef let it be
No chance of wetting me I hold heat in the streets
Rolls Royce drop top cruising where the women be
Last nigga fucked around hes a hood memory
Fresh Nikes wife beater Knicks jersey white sneakers
Heavy like an ice freezer deadly not nice either
I'll fuck the ho with pussy that's mind blowing
Do my thug dance in clubs with my nine showing
Niggas tell they hoes, "Why you fucking with Nas?
He just gonna nut on your eyes
Have you suck all his guys
And also he say when you done cussing his by"
You ain't thugging you lie bitch
Brave 'til we die bitch

[?] a nigga that would kill something over something small
The one you can't [?] with unless you paid in full
The one that hold grudges cause gun games for free
The only thing you wetting and splitting is [?]
I'm the one that lift the skirts up on fake ass rappers
That be killing for a long time but now it don't happen
All them tough guys is wanksters they [?] me in their songs
I'm a Braveheart 'til death so I got to die strong
A big man that's troublesome and follow no rules
Run through crews after smoking blunts and sipping on brews
Disrespecter pistol whipping hustlers for their cheddar
The deebo of the rap game but walk with a Beretta
My heart is made of stone my eyes is filled with blood
Survivors of the street wars y'all niggas know what's up
From the projects to penthouse y'all niggas better look out
Before these Braveheart motherfuckers put they gun in your mouth

We on your blocks
We got Glocks
You get robbed
The man get shot
That nigga's dead
Come get revenge
We getting money
We riding in the Benz

We drive cars
We fuck your hoes
We taking charge
We getting dough
Y'all niggas pussy
We cut your face
We in your hood
Every fucking day

We in your hood
Every fucking day niggas
Every day niggas, huh
Look around niggas
We on top
What you gonna do about it nigga?
What you got to say about it nigga?
That's right
That's right
Run all over y'all niggas
What y'all gonna do about it? Nothing
Bunch of corny ass phony ass niggas
Get brave nigga we brave nigga (Bravehearts!)
Brave to the death baby
(Bravehearts!)

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