Текст (слова) песни: Nas - Shootouts

 
Yo, release what`s in me 
Besides the Henny, it`s eyes that`s seen plenty 
Fiends 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, lookin for Rambo, the cop who got grazed 
Back in the days, chasin niggaz through my project maze 
That cop he got a death wish 
He run behind niggaz until you breathless 
Everyday he makin ten arrests, sheeit 
My nigga check this, I know the bitch he rest with 
I even blessed it, forty-dash-ten 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 the blonde caesar 
Vetacini summer gear, she push the two-seater 
I heard she brag about the way he eat her 
A Irish man short slim with a tan, they say he laced her cheeba 
She do be lookin weaker, now her teeth are foul 
Speakin loud, peep her style, in and out of every reefer cloud 
Fat ass dissolvin, like cotton candy in a mouth that`s starvin 
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, suckin dick and coughin up info 
So now it`s set up, her and the beast to get wet up 
I know he vest up, we blazin from the neck up 
(Yo let me knock first) Soon as he open 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 Earth 
We saw the cameras, tape recorders, and the monitors 
They eyein us (Nas yo he survived one from the fo`-five) 
Pull his shades down, they seen his 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, aiyyo the bitch is saved now 
She`s living in a snitch grave now 
 
[Chorus: Nas] 
 
Shootouts is similar to Wild West 
Broad daylight, face to face without a vest 
You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles 
Please God to save the life that the Devil sold 
See +It Was Written+ but was never told 
Peep the jewels black man, it`s even better than gold 
Niggaz roll with iron, police roll in hot pursuit 
tryin to stop the loot, fuck Jake, cock and shoot 
 
[Nas] 
Still on the streets with my peeps so deep 
We threw a block party for my man goin up creek 
to do his two to four, niggaz show love, from all around the board 
Peace Lord, Sony Handi-Cam on 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 block the streets off, only crew cars can enter 
Music was loud and it was crowded 
Barbecued wings we fed the fiends (gamble in the back) Killa shouted 
And Frank tried to stop the bank loss, about what a Roley cost 
Guzzled his drink, and staggered off 
He`s a Big Will, used to slang krill, now he own the hill 
Couldn`t take losin his cash, and I could feel 
somethin in the air yeah, Frank returned with Pierre 
A gun slinger, who niggaz hadn`t seen in a year 
I usually be holdin - `specially this type of weekend 
And everyone except for me had started reachin 
They had gats in each others faces, with kids 
and grandmothers around, Frank`s only concern was his paper 
My man Killa let off, half of them fake niggaz jet off 
Police blitz quick, waitin for that to set off 
Runnin the static, it got me mad cause they a bunch of faggots 
Startin 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 niggaz famous 
Dip behind trees in fatigues and squeeze, dodge and weave 
Hearin Jake retaliatin, and Wiz was up the alley waitin 
We breeze, jump in the ride, heard Pierre died 
Internal bleedin inside, and ain`t been back since ninety-five 
 
[Chorus]
 

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