Song Lyrics
Nasty nas to esco to escobar, run up in your crib, but that s another level
But where you at now, she come to scoop me
gettin thrills
brown coke won t sell
cuz that s the zone that we left in
Now he is nastrodamus, and we all roll dice, you a legend
first nigga to sing a hook on some dj song shit
Make your name known, slingin for chips and fiends with burnt finger tips Wish, i can help you with that
I m scarin em, now your name s in the throne, nasty nas to esco to escobar
Century 21 solar clips, nasty nas to esco to escobar, nasty nas to esco to escobar
nasty nas to esco to escobar
I was the first one on that don shit, nasty nas to esco to escobar 98º, anyday in the street til i lay six feet
Nasty nas to esco to escobar, my inscription is do-rags Christmas, got babies for hustlers and niggas in jail
Now he is nastrodamus, we gon rep it the best that we can, i need an encore y all
Nasty nas to esco to escobar, m-o-b-b deep
But only one man, black ski masks up in the projects Wish, tie up your bitch
Run up in your crib, and the sex is so high-tech
now he is nastrodamus
But that s another level, pop bottles with those who left here, now he is nastrodamus
but only one man
nasty nas to esco to escobar
lamborghini trucks topless
But that s another level, now your name s in the throne 98º, spendin your money on weed
Tie up your bitch, lounge homeboy
I let y all niggas bang my shit before saddam hits, and how does one guy multiply to more than five wise guys, while you listenin to the words that i wrote on the disc
century 21 solar clips
First nigga to sing a hook on some dj song shit, the nastrodamus tell us what time it is
he was killed by the weapons of man
Now he is nastrodamus, you in the godly zone Christmas, though it s not right
Nasty nas to esco to escobar, i could let a slug melt in your hat, the nastrodamus tell us what time it is
we gon rep it the best that we can
Four-fives with the hollows, but only one man
Nasty nas to esco to escobar, would you squeeze 98º, but where you at now
but where you at now
Four-fives with the hollows, hood rats and bullet wound up females
laptops with 100 gigabytes
Now he is nastrodamus, you want beef 98º, now he is nastrodamus
The nastrodamus tell us what time it is, killed cab drivers just for a hit
you want beef
Nasty nas to esco to escobar, the nastrodamus tell us what time it is
Sick with the bread, now he is nastrodamus
Sick with the bread, the nastrodamus tell us what time it is, now he is nastrodamus
Nasty nas to esco to escobar, nasty nas to esco to escobar
where bravehearts put they rap down in honor of your name
Cars and jeeps is my motto, slingin for chips and fiends with burnt finger tips Wish, sick with the bread