Yeah.. yeah.. [hahahaha] uh-huh, yeah yeah<br />
[HAH hahahaha] Huh yo, you know it<br />
Infamous ninety-nine (infamous ninety-nine)<br />
[hahahaha] Infamous two thousand<br />
(Ain't nuttin but thugs over here baby)<br />
[AHHH hahahaha].. [hahaha].. [HAH haha]<br />
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[Havoc]<br />
Yo... straight thugs on this side - it's do or die to the death<br />
Like the terminal I'll takin they last breath<br />
Read your last rites - God, forgive me<br />
For the sin I'm about to commit - takin a life<br />
Kill or be killed, rather that than somebody else<br />
Readin my will - you feel what I feel, you know the deal<br />
Keep the infrared next to my bed, one in the head<br />
Hearin noises, dead tired, eyes bloodshot red<br />
Sleep with half closed eyelids<br />
Some say it's strange, sometimes that's how strange life get<br />
Go easy on the bottle, niggaz love to see when<br />
Niggaz slippin off point, on the strength they bet<br />
Scopin your ice, appraisin it like the Diamond District Jeweler<br />
With they hand on the biscuit<br />
Do ya, wanna get caught lifted; or sober, so you can react quick?<br />
Blow you off the atlas as if I caught you fuckin my wife<br />
On my thousand dollar mattress<br />
It's the world that I live in, Q.B. made me<br />
A moms that loved me and a pops that raised me<br />
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Chorus: Nas {singing to the chorus of Brandy's "The Boy is Mine"}<br />
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Y'all need to give it up.. we don't give a fuck..<br />
What y'all niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine<br />
Y'all need to give it up.. cause we don't give a fuck..<br />
What y'all niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine<br />
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[Prodigy]<br />
I got the style of a still-born child, I'm ill<br />
If it's beef, poke him with the fork, make sure he's done well<br />
(Very very) The sreets raised me crazy, now I'm immune to it<br />
So when they start shootin, we'll stop the music<br />
Keep it moving that's how we do it (c'mon, c'mon Dunn)<br />
Been through more drama than the Baldwins, you still crawlin<br />
(Still crawlin) Apply street rules to the office, high performance<br />
Rap author, made millions off of - melodic, hypnotic productions<br />
That'll fuck with your conscience and touch your emotions<br />
(You feel me? You feel me?)<br />
You feel me? I'll write a graphic page<br />
Escort niggaz to they grave, relate to the projects<br />
We the black Mobb, it gets deeper than rap music<br />
(Don't get no realer than this!)<br />
It's more real than any words I can muster<br />
Pull the black Cadillac trucks up (What?)<br />
Hop out them shits like what? Y'all niggaz can't touch us<br />
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Chorus<br />
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[Nas Escobar]<br />
Silk shirts on my chest show what a flirt<br />
Halle Berry blew a kiss at the Barbara Streisand concert<br />
Silk pants colored pink, gators match gangster musical thing<br />
And I'll front like my doo doo don't stink<br />
Instinct like Cuba Gooding steppin out the latest toy<br />
Hazard lights blinkin, gators hit the floor<br />
Everybody watch the red carpet entrance, cameras flashin<br />
Just to think, that was yesterday's action<br />
Cause today goes either way - we came a long way<br />
From hallway steps and hand-me-down shit<br />
Fuck my foes, I seen the other side, NexTel cell roam<br />
Call the chopper phone, heliport in my home<br />
Quincy Jones posters<br />
Wake up, guns under my pillow, I can't talk around chauffeurs<br />
Shit is better than a novel, autobiographic<br />
Spit it on tracks, it becomes classic<br />
Start some, make my heart pump, spark one, I'm God son<br />
NAStradamus, last one to blast one when the NARC's come<br />
Know how to leave anything in thirty seconds<br />
When you feel the heat, comin and flee with the murder weapon<br />
I'll release one, shot you deceased, learn your lesson<br />
Your flesh turn to maggots, bastards, you past it<br />
Cremate your flesh to ashes<br />
You don't need a suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket<br />
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Chorus<br />
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[Nas]<br />
The, life, is, mine (repeat 3X)<br />
Ill Will..<br />
You need to give it up.. we don't give a fuck<br />
What y'all niggaz want.. we don't give a fuck<br />
Thug, life, is, mine<br />
Y'all need to give it up.. we don't give a fuck..<br />
What y'all niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine