Yeah, it's a heater, Planet As', J. Web (Grand Opening) Worldwide, we gon' take this one from the West, to the East Knock this to the East, to down South
was then they got nervous the niggity nasty Jim Jones boot ya in the head, steal toes to the dome poted dank, fools its your choice niggas hate my face but they love my voice
crazy game and I got crazy gats And we slam like a batterin' ram so, nigga, step back It's the one and only, only one that leaves niggas strung By the
Feed me, feed me, feed me No homo Ahaha Yeah One time for me, one time for the DJ He be Khaled, I be Lil' Weezy Baby if you ask me, if your nasty Creative
eater Feed me, feed me, feed me, no homo One time for me, one time for the DJ He be Khaled, I be Li'l Weezy Baby, if you ask me, if you're nasty Creative
In these jeans of yours with her name still on it Hey, but I don't care 'cause sometimes I said, sometimes I hear my voice I hear my voice, I hear my voice
Uh-huh, Three 6 Mafia We gotta do it for the ladies this time man, gotta do one For the ladies they say we never do one for 'em, we gon' Talk about how
rubbish Party robust, rec room style for you brothers Time's ticking, eruptments conduct Entering one funk before the drum dry up Dial, style, jab vocab slow Alphabet run, construction voice
Stars in your eyes little one Where do you go to dream To a place we all know The land of make believe Shadows tapping at your window Ghostly voices
life There's a bad moon on the rise Alright Hope you got your things together Hope you are quite prepared to die Looks like we're in for nasty weather One
Yeah, one, two, c'mon, yeah, yeah, what? Nasty Nas, Virgo, L-L-Ludacris, Virgo Doug Fresh, as we go, somethin' like this Nas here Baby girl, won't you
off parts, piece by piece of enemies You done made mad one of the dirty dozen Guaranteed to slaughter off your moms, pops and cousins [interlude: unknown voice
man that I am? A god among men, only without the tan It's simple, every time I have to make a choice I just listen to my little inner voice, and he says
. I'm shaking in my boots. Yeah, yeah the dude's gonna shoot. I'm a nasty boy, hope you appreciate it. Yeah, yeah, dude's gonna shoot. I'm a nasty boy
Voices, can't keep the voices quiet Orders, it orders me to riot It's pressure all I feel Life is too fuckin' real Obey, they tell me to obey
Musical revolution spreading through the land Big city White boys, ready to make a stand Angry, tattooed, and scarred, We're really a nasty bunch Stand
I live for. To help unfortunate merfolk - like yourself - poor souls with no one else to turn to. ) I admit that in the past I've been a nasty They
ten years nigga? I could divide That's one every let's say two, two of them shits was due One was nah, the other was "Illmatic" That's a one hot album