Nas What You Gonna Do Lyrics
            Intro:
            Straight out of QB n____s
            This is nas, lo
            With my braveheart n____s
            Jungle, wiz and horse
            f___in with these cash money millionaires
            so what yall gonna do about that
            n____s
        
            Hook:
            We on your block
            We got rocks
            You got robbed
            The man got shot
            That n____'s dead
            Come get revenge
            We getting money
            We in the benz
        
            We drive cars
            We f___ your hoes
            We taking charge
            We gettin dough
            Yall n____s p____
            I cut your face
            I'm in your hood
            Every f___ing day
        
            [Verse One: Wiz]
            Yeah What up n____ im back
            f___ you got the mac
            Touch you and them n____s you with
            The bigger your clique the bigger my clip
            The bigger my gun them n____s im with is horse and jung
            And of course youll become a corpse if you f___ing with me
            The 44 caliber killer don't tussle with me
            I been to war couple of times slept in the cold
            Shed tears seen it all been outside for years
            What this life mean to yall?
            Money ice and cars Bustin nuts in broads
            Never trusting god
            You better trust him had with you when you hustlin
            It was him that kept me alive when n____s was bustin
            He aint gonna save you so when I AK you and spray you
            I run in your spot and take all whats yours
            So you lay on the floor we expanding
            What you gonna to do about it n____?
            Not a d___ thing
        
            Hook:
            We on your block
            We got rocks
            You got robbed
            The man got shot
            That n____'s dead
            Come get revenge
            We getting money
            We ridin in the benz
        
            We drive cars
            We f___ your hoes
            We taking charge
            We get the dough
            Yall n____s p____
            We cut your face
            We in your hood
            Every f___ing day
        
            [Verse 2a]
            What the f___ yall was born brave?
            I put a slug through your cornbraids
            Summertime broad day
            You get your face blown right at the pay phone
            I got big guns that break bones
            Beef with me you take home to your family
            Bullets fly randomly
            Wet you like hard rain
            Bravehearts g_______
        
            [Verse 2b: Nas]
            Yo last night it was on n____s came pistols drawn
            Poppin off I had to run they shot one the kid is gone
            n____s quick to get it on know the block im living on
            queens bridge murders kings live merciless
            heartless crazy mercedes the projects young killas OG's enemies targets
            blow weed henessee more beef let it be
            no chance of wetting me I hold heat in the streets
            rolls royce drop top crusing where the women be
            last n____ f___ed around hes a hood memory
            fresh nikes wife beater knicks jersey white sneakers
            heavy like an ice freezer deadly not nice either
            ill f___ the hoe with p____ that's mind blowing
            do my thug dance in clubs with my nine showing
            n____s tell they hoes, "why you f___ing with nas?
            He just gonna nut on your eyes
            have you suck all his guys
            and also he say when you done cussin his by"
            you aint thuggin you lie b____
            brave till we die b____
        
            [Verse 2c: Horse]
            ??? a n____ that would kill something over something small
            the one you cant ??? with unless you paid in full
            the one that hold grudges cause gun games for free
            the only thing you wetting and splittin is ???
            im the one that lift the skirts up on fake a__ rappers
            that be killin for a long time but now it don't happen
            all them tough guys is w___sters they ??? me in their songs
            im a braveheart till death so I got to die strong
            a big man that's troublesome and follow no rules
            run through crews after smoking blunts and sippin on brews
            disrespecter pistol whippin hustlers for their cheddar
            the deebo of the rap game but walk with a beretta
            my heart is made of stone my eyes is filled with blood
            survivors of the street wars yall n____s know whats up
            from the projects to penthouse yall n____s better look out
            before these braveheart m_________ers put they gun in your mouth
        
            Hook:
            We on your blocks
            We got glocks
            You get robbed
            The man get shot
            That n____'s dead
            Come get revenge
            We getting money
            We ridin in the benz
        
            We drive cars
            We f___ your hoes
            We taking charge
            We gettin dough
            Yall n____s p____
            We cut your face
            We in your hood
            Every f___ing day
        
            s___ talking at end:
        
            We in your hood
            Every f___ing day n____s
            Every day n____s, huh
            Look around n____s
            We on top
            What you gonna do about it n____?
            What you got to say about it n____?
            That's right
            That's right
            Run all over yall n____s
            What yall gonna do about it? Nothin
            Bunch of corny a__ phony a__ n____s
            Get brave n____ we brave n____ (bravehearts!)
            Brave to the death baby
            (bravehearts!)
        
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