Nas

Nas - Shootouts lyrics

Its eyes that seen plenty

Things get skinny as if queens was a craig jenny

Instead of diet plans it's crack 200 grams

I pump a g pack peeping for where the d's at

It's slow looking for rambo the cop who got grazed

Back in the days chasing niggas through my project maze

That cop he got a death wish

He run behind niggas until you're breathless

Everyday he making 10 arrests shit

My nigga check this I know the bitch he mess with

I even blessed it 40 dash 10 inspect it

[Already checked it dunn near his ankle you could see his gun]

Peep he parked his jeep in the back of the slum

To check Tanisha fat ass real fly with a blonde caesar

Vittidini summer gear she push a two seater

I heard she brag about the way he eat her

An Irish man short slim with a tan they say he lace her cheeba

She do be looking weaker how her teeth are foul

Speaking loud peep her style in and out every reefa cloud

Fat ass dissolving, like cotton candy

In a moputh that's starving

Rock the same gear daily like a soldier in my squadron

I heard she let jake investigate from her window

'Cause she's a nympho sucking dick and coughing up info

So now it's set-up, her and the beast can get wet-up

I know we vest up, we blazing from the neck up [yo let me knock first]

Soon as he opened it your glock burst

They had the chains on

Son hit the lock first

We busted in the cop jerked

Jungle popped one in his shirt

I grabbed the bitch by her tits, she tried to say she's hurt

We saw the camera, tape recorders, and the monitors

They eyeing us [nas we survived one from the 4-5]

Pull the shades down, they see its last days now

There's no way now we can be treated just like a slave now

Two in the dome, he's laid down

A-yo the bitch is saved now

She's living in a snitch grave now

[Chorus]:

Shootouts similar to the wild west

Broad daylight face to face without a vest

you know the episode thugs camouflage the spectacles

Please God this ain't the life the devil sold

See it was written, but it was never told.

Peep the jewels black man is even better than gold

Niggas roll with iron police roll in our pursuit

Trying to stop the loot, fuck jake, cock and shoot

Still on the streets with my peeps so deep

We threw a block party for my man going up creek

To do his 2 to 4

Niggas show love from all around the board

Peace lors sony bandy camera record

Pop a bottle cause when you come home we still got it

Sewn we can watch the tape play back and just zone

Film all the bitches on the benches, with ill extensions

We black off the street only crew cars can enter

Music was loud and it was crowded

Barbecue wings we fed the feins [gamble in the back] Killa shouted

And Franck tried to stop the bank loss

'Bout what it really cost guzzled his drink and staggered off

He's a big will use to sling crills

Now he owns the hill, couldn't take losing his cash

And I could feel something in the air yeah

Franck returned with Pierre a gun slinger

Who niggas hadn't seeen in a year

I usually be holdin', especially this type of weekend

And everyone except for me had started reaching

They had gats in each others faces with kids and grandmothers around

Franck's only concern was his paper

My man killa let off, half of them fake niggas jet off

Police blitz quick waiting for that to set off

Running ecstatic

It got me mad cause they a buch of faggots

Starting shit in my hood, I can't have it

Yo High get the 40-cali stainless

Jake is still out

Let's make it real and still make them niggas famous

Dip behind trees in fatigues and squeeze dodge and weave

Hearing jake retaliating, and wiz was up the alley waiting

We breeze jump in the ride heard Pierre died

Internal bleeding inside and ain't been back since 95

[Chorus]:

Shootouts similar to the wild west

Broad daylight face to face without a vest

You know the episode thugs camouflage the spectacles

Please God this ain't the life that devil sold

See it was written, but it was never told.

Peep the jewels black man is even better than gold

Niggas roll with iron police roll in our pursuit

Trying to stop the loot, fuck jake, cock

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