Nas - Blood, New Version lyrics
Nas [Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones] Brooklyn, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Nas - Blood, New Version lyrics]
Guard your plant recline low black milano
Blessed God feelin kosher
One in the top of the toaster
My nine is stuck in a holster dump quick
Chasing my dick made a bum bitch rich
Stalefish heard she naked in jail flicks
Mamacita
Black widow turned to be a back seater
Satin pillows a pimpstress in willow
Cookin my blow and heads low eye swellin
The son of the grain
I gotta split my wife's melon
So I can see the seven
Seeds of my circumference beaver lunged it
Polishin pistols at the gunsmith clever
My mama told me take cheddar
Buy slugs or drugs whatever calculate better
When cakes measured
Lock the front door secure
See the gleaming white crystal when it's pure
Fuck the snake hoes and jealous ass niggas
That smash your Benz windows
Detecting fake niggas signals
Yo live niggas get it too
Scarin rappers like the fed time
Gotti was acquitted to
Bloodshot red eyes, high
Yellow envelopes of lye
Opening cigars let tobacco fly
Kicks matchin my shit my gun on
Thinkin of names for my mans unborn
Spill the Puerto Rican rum
On imaginary graves put my hat on my waves
Latter Day Saints scream religious praise
Heat grazed the baby yo
Foul shit made a welfare mom crazy
More bodies drop by the ratio paces flow
Grisly thoughts for makin dough
Haitian bitch cast a spell on
My life for cash flow
So now it's on never wasted a slug
Time is money when it comes to mine
Take it in blood