JAY-Z, Nas, Lord Tariq - Analyze This lyrics
Nas [Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones] Brooklyn, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
[JAY-Z, Nas, Lord Tariq - Analyze This lyrics]
What the hellwhat the hell
Check check check check it out
What the hellwhat the hell
People know me on these streets player
I ain't new lookin at me all funny
While I'm countin my money
Suprise, what I do is already legalized
Analyze what I toss across
Ain't no love lost
Fo' sure, everythings for dough now
Flow, you gotta pay a little more now
It's platinum
Now a days we put the gold down
We stepped it up
Y'all don't ever want a showdown
Get wetted up by the sleeve
That leave the bezel out
Y'all don't like it? Sue me
Fuck I'll settle out
Ghetto'd out in the vehicle Bent
These days I mellowed out
See success make a fella content
Uh huh, you know, this rap star, Papi Chulo
Jay-Z, Hugo, of course player you lost player
I know you rappers wanna see me fail
But quick to see a 600SEL V-12
Live wit it, y'all got dough to get get it
I got mine
Your little bit of money couldn't stop mine
Your block time, too hot
Too many hands in your pie seventy thirty
The nigga you work for work for me
Bottom line
People know me on these streets and
The towns I been through
Lookin at me, stay focused
I'm givin em straight poker suprise
What I do is already legalized
Analyze how I floss of course
Ain't no love lost
We be the Bronx to BK'lyn
Togethor we about a ton or better
On the way in, we rhyme related
Very underestimated
That's why I'm winnin in this world of sins
Steady grinnin, money boss spendin
Distant from dirty women, Lord
I'm quite influencial spiritualy and mental
What you into I done been through
Preachin my words and don't know what you owe
It shows you wanna be me, but won't show it
Ain't nothin changed, but players
The game remains the same
I had a ten year run, hey I can't complain
Took the next step see, from Coke to Pepsi
From the bx weed
Ridin the south beach on jet-ski
Play to survive
You ain't live you just livin
You breathin a good one, but where I'm from
Y'all forbidden come around, bad decision
You rather be in prison
Ain't' no duckin what I'm deliverin
Won't be forgivin in
Layin there shiverin, half the night
You gotta walk toward the light
Everything is aiight
I make sure everything you endure stays tight
Big (boom) Lord Tariq, Jay-Z, outta sight
I spent nights on corners, see the crack
Copped my first Mac
No longer scared to pump what y'all pump
Now I burst back it hurts that
Don't seem CREAM can make my purse fat
Without the benefit's of a doubt
I hit the hearse, black
But curse that
Tryin' to see Nas was your worst match
Blowin' like Tahitii, throw off NYPD
Am I greedy? Like Amin Idi see me
In a fly Salinii, gimme frames and a beanie
I flip my loot twice a week
On the most trifest streets
You got no right to eat
By the laws of life you keep
Ain't no love lost, none taken, none given
Stressin' how I'm livin' it
Thinkin' when my loot first came
Look what I did with it
Bought my click glaciers and pagers
Rollin' ten deep to Las Vegas
Copped a live croc, chopped it up
Hit my block off wit' Gators
Feedin' peoples, from the 'Bridge to Decatur
But now, two years
Five months and 30 days later
I still put out the street flavor
But watch that kid right there
A bulge in his night wear
Awoke me up to ways I used
To be in my heist years
Bubble eye small fry, loaded four five
Just thirstin' for some person with
Shine to just walk by
Now that I can see the 360, now that it's me
That's jiggy
Them cooly heads, they wanna stick me, whoa!
Check check check check it out
What the hellwhat the hell
People know me on these streets player
I ain't new lookin at me all funny
While I'm countin my money
Suprise, what I do is already legalized
Analyze what I toss across
Ain't no love lost
Fo' sure, everythings for dough now
Flow, you gotta pay a little more now
It's platinum
Now a days we put the gold down
We stepped it up
Y'all don't ever want a showdown
Get wetted up by the sleeve
That leave the bezel out
Y'all don't like it? Sue me
Fuck I'll settle out
Ghetto'd out in the vehicle Bent
These days I mellowed out
See success make a fella content
Uh huh, you know, this rap star, Papi Chulo
Jay-Z, Hugo, of course player you lost player
I know you rappers wanna see me fail
But quick to see a 600SEL V-12
Live wit it, y'all got dough to get get it
I got mine
Your little bit of money couldn't stop mine
Your block time, too hot
Too many hands in your pie seventy thirty
The nigga you work for work for me
Bottom line
People know me on these streets and
The towns I been through
Lookin at me, stay focused
I'm givin em straight poker suprise
What I do is already legalized
Analyze how I floss of course
Ain't no love lost
We be the Bronx to BK'lyn
Togethor we about a ton or better
On the way in, we rhyme related
Very underestimated
That's why I'm winnin in this world of sins
Steady grinnin, money boss spendin
Distant from dirty women, Lord
I'm quite influencial spiritualy and mental
What you into I done been through
Preachin my words and don't know what you owe
It shows you wanna be me, but won't show it
Ain't nothin changed, but players
The game remains the same
I had a ten year run, hey I can't complain
Took the next step see, from Coke to Pepsi
From the bx weed
Ridin the south beach on jet-ski
Play to survive
You ain't live you just livin
You breathin a good one, but where I'm from
Y'all forbidden come around, bad decision
You rather be in prison
Ain't' no duckin what I'm deliverin
Won't be forgivin in
Layin there shiverin, half the night
You gotta walk toward the light
Everything is aiight
I make sure everything you endure stays tight
Big (boom) Lord Tariq, Jay-Z, outta sight
I spent nights on corners, see the crack
Copped my first Mac
No longer scared to pump what y'all pump
Now I burst back it hurts that
Don't seem CREAM can make my purse fat
Without the benefit's of a doubt
I hit the hearse, black
But curse that
Tryin' to see Nas was your worst match
Blowin' like Tahitii, throw off NYPD
Am I greedy? Like Amin Idi see me
In a fly Salinii, gimme frames and a beanie
I flip my loot twice a week
On the most trifest streets
You got no right to eat
By the laws of life you keep
Ain't no love lost, none taken, none given
Stressin' how I'm livin' it
Thinkin' when my loot first came
Look what I did with it
Bought my click glaciers and pagers
Rollin' ten deep to Las Vegas
Copped a live croc, chopped it up
Hit my block off wit' Gators
Feedin' peoples, from the 'Bridge to Decatur
But now, two years
Five months and 30 days later
I still put out the street flavor
But watch that kid right there
A bulge in his night wear
Awoke me up to ways I used
To be in my heist years
Bubble eye small fry, loaded four five
Just thirstin' for some person with
Shine to just walk by
Now that I can see the 360, now that it's me
That's jiggy
Them cooly heads, they wanna stick me, whoa!