AZ feat. Nas Gimme Yours Lyrics

Doe or Die Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Uncut Raw
  • 3 Gimme Yours
  • 4 Ho Happy Jackie
  • 5 Rather Unique
  • 6 I Feel for You
  • 7 Sugar Hill
  • 8 Mo Money, Mo Murder (Homicide) / Born Alone, Die Alone
  • 9 Doe or Die
  • 10 We Can't Win
  • 11 Your World Don't Stop
  • 12 Sugar Hill (remix)
  • Word-up A
    I had the joint out
    ***** gon' ask me "what [I] want?"
    Know what I'm sayin'?
    I'm like
    Gimme, just gimme, for the NYC
    Gimme what you can't get back
    Gimme, why don't you gimme the world
    Gimme what you can't get back, for the five boroughs

    Yo, it's hard to show resistance when money getting *****s
    Need my assistance to stack figures, beyond non-existence
    **** keepin my distance, cos bein poor produced persistence
    Plus plea's, a hundred G's, I had me blockin out of jail sentence
    I'm recognized by the illest of individuals
    Killers and criminals, even willies that's really into jewels
    But still skeptic on who I cling to
    Cos every single ***** that swing through ain't my man just cos we mingle
    Too much snake ****, even females be feedin off that fake ****
    Filled with envy and hatred but my high helps me escape it
    Temporarily, though it don't worry me
    The wise verbally nourish me, properly with that inner city, urban GC
    I **** with those beyond my age bracket
    Cos they analyze and map it, get the papers and stack it
    Leavin no trace to track it, kingpin thinkin tactics is accurate
    That mack ****, livin the lifestyle, we feel relaxed with

    Just gimme (Pimp lines and dollar signs)
    Just gimme (Rollin trees, stackin G's)
    Gimme what you can't get back (True dat, I thought you knew that)
    Just gimme (Money getters, the high bidders)
    Why don't you gimme the world (rollin wit us)
    Gimme what you can't get back, for the five burroughs

    So in God I trust, I lust for a 850-deluxe
    And until I touch a million-plus, ain't much to discuss
    Diamonds and double-digits, Gianni Versace down with lizards
    It's realism so I visualize it to live it
    Movin cleverly, with intentions of longevity
    Strong pedigree got me touchin papers, others would never see, G
    So do the crest in my claw, flourescents
    Symbolises the essence, you're sailin in a sweppervescence
    Drug investments, a street thug's plug, the insurance, but informers
    They had you wanted for warrants 'fore you get enourmous
    Life's a performance so players play with endurance
    Cos for more cents, any villain's willing to get more intense
    They tried to break us but all it did was just make us
    Travel across acres for papers, bonafide money takers
    Cause though we know somehow we all gotta go
    As long as we're leaving thieving, we'll be leaving with some kind of dough
    So

    Just gimme (Pimp lines and dollar signs)
    Just gimme (Rollin trees, stackin G's)
    Gimme what you can't get back (True dat, I thought you knew that)
    Just gimme (Money getters, the high bidders)
    Why don't you gimme the world (rollin wit us)
    Gimme what you can't get back (It's real, NYC)

    Just gimme (QB)
    Just gimme (B-K, VT)
    Gimme what you can't get back (See me, AZ y'all, representin)
    Just gimme (Yeah, the street life is trife life)
    Why don't you gimme the world (Representin)
    Gimme what you can't get back (Life's a ***** and then you die)

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