*featuring Nas
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[Nas]
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Spit at the world
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My lyrics, I could spit at your girl
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Spit when I hurl, spit on the Dutch and finish the twirl
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Spit facts, spit on whacks my whole lifetime
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Spit on my watch, make the ice shine
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Spit trife lines,.44 spit slugs out
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Ready to thug out at the clubhouse
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Chickens who lickin' or spit a nut out
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My name within itself is a language that bring you wealth
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Careful, comin' at me is like hangin' yourself at a.....
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I know you thought I'd be locked up
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Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now
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Got up wit' JD doh', crazy dough
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Queens with the So So Def, A-T-L's best (yeah I know)
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Every ride up the 9-5, fly friendly skies
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Thug passion for J Doves, Henneys for Nas
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Then we mix that shit, tip that shit
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Pass it around, hook the hood, everybody get wit' it
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[Chorus]
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[Nas]
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Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end
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Never do I lose, all I do is win
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Cause Queens Bridge is in the house
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This is Nas Escobar and I turns it out
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[JD]
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Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end
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Never do I lose, all I do is win
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Cause Collin Park is in the house
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They call me Don Chi Chi and I turns it out
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[JD]
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I'm sumpin' y'all dread like locks, get bread by the flocks
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Bitches love me and I'm duggy from the head to the socks
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Too much to handle, here da man of the year
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Hit rooms and light'em up like a chandelier
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From C-P to the Bridge, y'all know what it is
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Been gettin' money like this since I was a kid
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I'm in the corner with bitches and buckets of Cris
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Pourin' at the most goin'est nigga wit' shit that showin' it
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Now look at my ice, look at your ice, DAMN
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Look at my life, look at your life, DAMN
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See, I got niggas wantin' to drop me, top me, stop me
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Copy Chi to the T cause I'm nice in the 3 black same color AMG's
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T.V's, front and back pack with nuttin' but ladies
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You can look up or down, right or left
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But all you gon' hear and see is So So Def
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[Chorus, JD then Nas]
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Touch the whole global with cold vocals and dark words
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Vocal cords translate what my drunk heart slurs
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Chest clogged up with sparked up herb, I feel faint
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Tryin' to hold myself together, coulda spilt my own drink
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All I hear is beats bumpin', I'm seein' in doubles
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Last thing I need to happen is to be in a scuffle
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Where my dogs at? These ain't my niggas I loah
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Help the guard, forgot my niggas took some girls to the car
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Tryin' to make it through the crowd, which way is out?
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Which way is around? These grimy motherfucker's pointin' me out
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I wish I had the drink, but then I'm too intoxed to aim and put the clip in
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It's like the floor's wet and every step is like I'm slippin'
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And yo, I can't lose a step, I feel my enemies followin'
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All I got as a weapon is this Hennessee bottle
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I'm talkin' to myself, my peoples should be stickin' with me
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Somebody grabbed me up, "Yo Nas, come take this picture wit' me"
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My ice strillon, I'm feelin' my arm
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Thought my Roley was gone, now I wanna swing but I'm calm
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Still got that, DJ musta threw on another hot track
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Think it was this one here, bounce to that
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Too much Thug Passion and smokin'
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Made it outside, mouth wide, vomittin', gaggin' and chokin'
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From behind, niggas plottin' and scopin'
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Everything was blurry at first, but now shit is movin' in slow motion
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I saw my niggas pull up, Perelli's they skidded
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They open the car door and toss-ed me in it
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My cats tried to rob me, the crowd was rowdy
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But one thing's for sure, So So Def know how to party
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[Backdrop]
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All night long {'til when?}
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Til the early morn (it don't stop)
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And uh (it don't quit)
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And uh (So So Def with the dope shit, bitch!)
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Turn It Out (Intro)
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Jermaine Dupri |