Freestyle - Nas Lyrics - The Mix Tape, Vol. 2: 60 Minutes Of Funk - Funkmaster Flex

Yo Funk Flex 

what the fuck is the deli my niggee? 

This is Nas in yo area 

y'all know the science, right? 

Ryhmes, cash, weed, cars, 

ghetto celebrities, hood moviestars 

Gat slingers now rap singers is 

who we are, Nasty to Nas, 

Nas to Escobar 

Rhymes, cash, da weed, cars, 

ghetto celebrities, hood moviestars 

Gat slingers now rap singers are 

who we are, from Nasty to Nas, 

Nas to Escobar 

Y'all know this shit right? 

We gonna get it right, get high tonight 

Funk Flex right? My first tool 22s, 

I hung with crews and rocked funny jewels 

gold chains, halloween, 

we bombed sunday schools 

first blunts, cutting class 

first wifee had me nutting' fast 

used to brag about who I had 

Always wore a bag on my dick 

Pants sagged on my kicks, Converse 

Weapons, yellow, and purple magics 

Bird had that black shit 

shorties jumpin on mattress 

97, pockets is fat, rock a stocking caps 

under Yankee hats 

God painted me black, thanks for that 

I'm original man, show and prove 

to moves right in my hand 

Blow dro, murderer, M.O., gone for O 

Tinted window, hennessy XO, fuckin' wit Esco 

Heavy metal go achoo, yo bless you 

Jail niggas go ta hell quicker 

lick you wit a hundred shots 

Rockin VVS rocks, stylin, wildin 

Peace to Queensbridge housin 

congratulate flex, five-hundred thousand 

SOLD 

Fuckin better than gold, nigga