Sunday, October 16, 2011

you wanna talk, it ain't about money, then let it be brief

from Queens to Hong Kong, weed in the bong
we smoke that, leave our minks on the coat rack
those that plot on me, nine times out of ten the nine is on me
Feds search the God but they find nothin' on me
when I rap don't wait to clap applaud sooner

Nas - Projects Too Hot

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