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Me & Nas Bring It To Your Hardest (Explicit)

Slick Rick
1999-01-012:27 minLetras sincronizadas

"Me & Nas Bring It To Your Hardest (Explicit)" es una canción de Slick Rick, 1999, Pop. La canción dura 2:27, 44 lines / 359 words.

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0:10Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
0:16Finally, real niggaz that are billboard charters
0:21Skills provide the shows, also fright the foes
0:23And when I step into a room, pimps hide they hoes
0:25Is that really him? yes, thats his highness
0:28And for the last time stop lookin at his fine ass
0:30(yknow!) homosexuals, smirk, converse and say
0:33That nigga box is workin girlfriend!
0:36You wanna talk about a fat phrase carrier
0:39To billionaire white chick jump the race barrier?
0:41You know a nice girl, but I didnt want a bit of her
0:43Sayin, I like your slang whats with the wife, get rid of her
0:46Son, sony talkin japanese
0:48With mice like, whattup rick? you can have my cheese kid
0:51I am such a heavy hitter
0:53Even chandalier jealous off the patch ice glitter (bling!)
0:56Rappers walkin round, strappin fearsome, here son
0:59And remember your rap careers done
1:01Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
1:07Finally, real niggaz that are billboard charters
1:11Finally, well seperate the men from the heartless
1:16Finally, a tag team from the top all-starters
1:22Runnin spots, pants leg tucked in my socks
1:23Puff and lay a spread, order drinks, henn on the rocks
1:26Wintertime sport a fox, maybe a sable
1:28Three-quarter length mink sound right for this occasion
1:31Heard me john blazin, see me in gangster flicks
1:34Life is so amazin, hate to be paperless
1:36Bill gate in this, it must be god, Im not a atheist
1:40Wanted like kingpins by atf
1:42Your girl want my name on her chest
1:44Me and rick argue about whose chain is the best
1:46Gucci boxers, my diet changed from sushi to pastas
1:50Wear my hat like the late sinatras
1:52Models pop the coochie when the spot us
1:54Finally rappers you could be proud of, from the bronx
1:56To queensbridge houses what? if you feel me then holla
1:59Thug niggaz, who bail be worth a million dollars, what
2:01Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
2:07Finally, real niggaz that are billboard charters
2:12Finally, well seperate the men from the heartless
2:17Finally, a tag team from the top all-starters
2:22Trackmasters.. def jam..
2:27Baby what the deal
Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
Finally, real niggaz that are billboard charters
Skills provide the shows, also fright the foes
And when I step into a room, pimps hide they hoes
Is that really him? yes, thats his highness
And for the last time stop lookin at his fine ass
(yknow!) homosexuals, smirk, converse and say
That nigga box is workin girlfriend!
You wanna talk about a fat phrase carrier
To billionaire white chick jump the race barrier?
You know a nice girl, but I didnt want a bit of her
Sayin, I like your slang whats with the wife, get rid of her
Son, sony talkin japanese
With mice like, whattup rick?  you can have my cheese kid
I am such a heavy hitter
Even chandalier jealous off the patch ice glitter (bling!)
Rappers walkin round, strappin fearsome, here son
And remember your rap careers done
Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
Finally, real niggaz that are billboard charters
Finally, well seperate the men from the heartless
Finally, a tag team from the top all-starters
Runnin spots, pants leg tucked in my socks
Puff and lay a spread, order drinks, henn on the rocks
Wintertime sport a fox, maybe a sable
Three-quarter length mink sound right for this occasion
Heard me john blazin, see me in gangster flicks
Life is so amazin, hate to be paperless
Bill gate in this, it must be god, Im not a atheist
Wanted like kingpins by atf
Your girl want my name on her chest
Me and rick argue about whose chain is the best
Gucci boxers, my diet changed from sushi to pastas
Wear my hat like the late sinatras
Models pop the coochie when the spot us
Finally rappers you could be proud of, from the bronx
To queensbridge houses what?  if you feel me then holla
Thug niggaz, who bail be worth a million dollars, what
Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
Finally, real niggaz that are billboard charters
Finally, well seperate the men from the heartless
Finally, a tag team from the top all-starters
Trackmasters.. def jam..
Baby what the deal

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