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- Nas Thief's Theme 歌词
- Nas
- One two
Check one two One two who got more style the son do
Check one two Yo I'm hot like 95 Fahrenheit On a summer night tight spot where bodies rot Rats drink from water drops in the streets niggaz Little kids scared cops wit bread dots Philosophical gangsta where violent priors Goin back like black and white TV's wit pliers Leanin on broke down cars wit flat tires Flash iron or anybody tryin on the blocks I'm supplyin on Mighty call my peeps tie ballons up And swallow 'em and the penal got goons lots of 'em Cops see them and run don't want no drama Certain parts of the streets the beast don't want a part of Mortar hood haunted like the Dakota Where John Lennon was shot up but he sang for peace He begged for freedom hanged wit wild Jamicians From Kingston who drink Irish Moss Listenin to Peter Winston Machintosh Lightning hits the top of the church steeple When I'm writin semi automatic no hyphen It's frightening The thief's theme play me at night they won't act right Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit The thief's theme play me at night they won't act right Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit The thief's theme play me at night they won't act right Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit The thief's theme play me at night they won't act right Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit I take summers off cause I love winter beef Started '87 wit the shotty in the sheet Three quarter length beige dressed to kill Bust a shell at the ground pellets hit the crowd Nobody like a snitch everybody shut they mouth Rule which car heart gun powder stains Smellin like trees set some mill on the brain Skeemin on ya girls bamboozled on ya chain Got ill up on the train twistin off a cap Of a English in my vain might of pushed you on the tracks Death crack fiends who can't speak scream noises Cause you bought a drummer sooked from one of my boys it's Just another day in the hood And I'm wit some wild brothers up to no good We saw the movies like Tony Montana and 'em But our style was let them piled in we robbin 'em Money dudes make 'em come up out they shoes Run they jewels word is bond where my man Nino goin And I had to make a song speakin on my old life For the thief's who come out at night
The thief's theme play me at night they won't act right Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit The thief's theme play me at night they won't act right Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit The thief's theme play me at night they won't act right Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit The thief's theme play me at night they won't act right Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit
One two Check one two One two one two
One two Check one two One two who got more style the son do
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