Текст песни: Nas - Escobar `97

Commissioner,horse daddy,
Track, honeys, cash (cash), cars,
Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.
Gat slingers now, rap singers are who we are,
We`re from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.

The path we all walk, starts out long,
It`s like a boardwalk, Monopoly.
Some make it around, some go down.
It`s prophecy.
Happy days, balancing with life`s atrocities.
Hopping in V`s, knowin` some day I got to lead,
Properly.
High up in the five, realizing the price paid,
For this life laid, in the light shade,
One might say, top of the world, two whips.
A crib and girl, quick to celebrate,
Popping corks, like they made it.
Pretentious, arrogant niggas is senseless.
Pro-ball players with white wives,
Peap they night lives,
While you could catch me in a crisp white five,
Dark tinted, dijon-scented, with Al Green on.
My theme song.
Love and happiness, how can it seem wrong?
I mean before this, I used to rock a taurus,
With the donuts.
Now I grown up, got it chromed up.
Got the rap game, sewn up, sho `nuff.
Niggas acting cool, but it`s really no love,
I feel the slow buzz, off the dutch.
This is everyday, every second.
Gotta make it pay, every lesson I learnt.
Got me open while most of the rappers`ll stay burnt.
Word.

Honeys, cash (cash), cars,
Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.
Gatt slingers now, rap singers are who we are,
We`re from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.

Money, cash (cash), cars
Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.
Gatt slingers now, rap singers are who we are,
We`re from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.

With so much drama in Q-B-C,
It`s kind hard being Escobarro,
Elderado Red, sipping Dom out the bottle.
My life is like a Donald Goines novel.
We wave glasses like Bravo.
Drunk niggas, with mad problems, and shot pockets,
My niggas wanna block rock this.
Box cocaine, cook and chop it.
Looking for profit, in different ways.
Going through this difficult stage.
Called life but each year, my physical`s praised.
Some fell beyond the reach of help.
Cut in the street,
Thinking they could teach they self.
When all we wanted, was a piece of wealth.
And randomly, feed our family,
Streets are insanity.
Amply, living in this thug`s fantasy.
Richest nigga in show biz is what I plan to be.
Heavy chain and my Q-B swing,
Living this king`s life.
Magazines write about me,
In this dream is all tight.

Honeys, cash (cash), cars,
Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.
Gatt slingers now, rap singers are who we are,
We`re from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.

Money, cash (cash), cars
Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.
Gatt slingers now, rap singers are who we are,
We`re from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.

Now, the main thing that boggle my brain,
Be all the bottles of pain,
Iced the chain and all the followers came.
They tried to throw me off track, but I caught that.
They thought I lost that,
But I`m continuing to make more stacks.
Halftime, New York state of mine,
It was written was hittin`,
Trips overseas, southeast, diamond and riches,
Sleeping on the plane, wake up when we land,
Feelin` real scared, on the ground,
Feeling wheels skidding on the ground.
Rollie flush, princess cuts and large rounds.
The crews up, finding time to shine rocks,
Is real, violating, be in a pine box.
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me.
It`s crazy, I didn`t make the game,
The game made me.
Record for the babies, so they raised up in mansions,
Haters keep hating and ladies`ll keep glancing.
I know the routine of this muthafucka....
Word up.

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Commissioner,horse daddy,
Track, honeys, cash (cash), cars,
Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.
Gat slingers now, rap singers are who we are,
We`re from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.

The path we all walk, starts out long,
It`s like a boardwalk, Monopoly.
Some make it around, some go down.
It`s prophecy.
Happy days, balancing with life`s atrocities.
Hopping in V`s, knowin` some day I got to lead,
Properly.
High up in the five, realizing the price paid,
For this life laid, in the light shade,
One might say, top of the world, two whips.
A crib and girl, quick to celebrate,
Popping corks, like they made it.
Pretentious, arrogant niggas is senseless.
Pro-ball players with white wives,
Peap they night lives,
While you could catch me in a crisp white five,
Dark tinted, dijon-scented, with Al Green on.
My theme song.
Love and happiness, how can it seem wrong?
I mean before this, I used to rock a taurus,
With the donuts.
Now I grown up, got it chromed up.
Got the rap game, sewn up, sho `nuff.
Niggas acting cool, but it`s really no love,
I feel the slow buzz, off the dutch.
This is everyday, every second.
Gotta make it pay, every lesson I learnt.
Got me open while most of the rappers`ll stay burnt.
Word.

Honeys, cash (cash), cars,
Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.
Gatt slingers now, rap singers are who we are,
We`re from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.

Money, cash (cash), cars
Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.
Gatt slingers now, rap singers are who we are,
We`re from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.

With so much drama in Q-B-C,
It`s kind hard being Escobarro,
Elderado Red, sipping Dom out the bottle.
My life is like a Donald Goines novel.
We wave glasses like Bravo.
Drunk niggas, with mad problems, and shot pockets,
My niggas wanna block rock this.
Box cocaine, cook and chop it.
Looking for profit, in different ways.
Going through this difficult stage.
Called life but each year, my physical`s praised.
Some fell beyond the reach of help.
Cut in the street,
Thinking they could teach they self.
When all we wanted, was a piece of wealth.
And randomly, feed our family,
Streets are insanity.
Amply, living in this thug`s fantasy.
Richest nigga in show biz is what I plan to be.
Heavy chain and my Q-B swing,
Living this king`s life.
Magazines write about me,
In this dream is all tight.

Honeys, cash (cash), cars,
Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.
Gatt slingers now, rap singers are who we are,
We`re from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.

Money, cash (cash), cars
Ghetto celebrities and hot movie stars.
Gatt slingers now, rap singers are who we are,
We`re from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar.

Now, the main thing that boggle my brain,
Be all the bottles of pain,
Iced the chain and all the followers came.
They tried to throw me off track, but I caught that.
They thought I lost that,
But I`m continuing to make more stacks.
Halftime, New York state of mine,
It was written was hittin`,
Trips overseas, southeast, diamond and riches,
Sleeping on the plane, wake up when we land,
Feelin` real scared, on the ground,
Feeling wheels skidding on the ground.
Rollie flush, princess cuts and large rounds.
The crews up, finding time to shine rocks,
Is real, violating, be in a pine box.
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me.
It`s crazy, I didn`t make the game,
The game made me.
Record for the babies, so they raised up in mansions,
Haters keep hating and ladies`ll keep glancing.
I know the routine of this muthafucka....
Word up.

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