Nas Nas Is Coming Lyrics

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[Nas] Motherf***in Dre!
[Nas] Wha**up my n****?
[Dre] Sup NAS?
[Nas] Chillin God
[Dre] N****z is up in here hittin some of this CHRONIC n****
[Nas] Yeah and this chocolate over here
They mixed this s*** up
[Dre] N**** hit some of this s*** n****

[Nas] Yeah, lemme get that
I'm tired of these n****z, n****z stealin beats
And n****z is stealin, your whole techniques and s***
N****z want to take everything from a n**** man
[Dre] Yeah yeah yo Nas it's like this man
("Nas is coming..")
N****z can't do it like I do it, d'yaknahmsayin?
Just like n****z can't do what you do
("Nas is coming..")
[Nas] Right, right

[Dre] You know, can't nobody f*** with this
("Nas is coming..")
You know all these n****z out here just..
("Nas is coming..")
talkin this East coast West coast bulls***
N****z need to kill that s***
("Nas is coming..")
and make some money, why'know?
[Nas] WORD!
("Nas is coming..")

[Dre] F*** it
[Nas] What is it, what is it God?
("Nas is coming..")
[Dre] Let's get together, make some f***in music
[Nas] Right, that's what I'm sayin, that's what I'm sayin
[Dre] and get PAID, and just.. let that be it
("Nas is coming..")
All these n****z talkin all this bulls***
("Nas is coming..")
better sit back, and watch what happens
("Nas is coming..")

The Golden Child chop that a** up, you was holdin out
Let the streets be the court - and corners hold the trial
Fatal not fictitious
I rock the cable 86 ??, foreign cars young with crazy b****es

Mad smoke makes me able to quote
Solicitin', ill editions of that Murder I WRote
A provocative plan, can bring a knot to my hand
As the pyramids that stand on top of the sand

In the heat of the moment, like Farrakhan said, we need atonement
Bulletproof gla**, S-cla**es, chrome kitted up
Cali ?? lit it up
I didn't get touched checking my nuts, I stood up and lit a Dutch

Clutchin' gats quick to bust
But knowin how these n****z tattle
I sneak move get the drop, one shot, without the gun battle
So when you run the lead travel

I come through it's taboo
Ninety-six ways made to clap you

Nas is comin, Nas is comin
Nas is comin.. (Nasty Nas is comin) Nas is comin
Nas is comin, Nas is comin
Nas is comin.. (Nasty Nas is comin) Nas is comin

In the black limo, Jack Daniels through the cracked window
I spot the fake, red dot his face, like a Hindu
Snatched the symbol, tied his hands too
Make examples, substantial amounts you owe, to the fam

Crew, Firm affliation, paper chasin
Chips glossy, rich Pablo Escabano
Sophisticado, Blazin hollows like Saddles
Rap apostle, nacho cheese, I'm Castro

Compared to these n****z who swear to be real
But impostors to Hoffa, Nas plague kills
Countin bills to send to all my jail n****z who fell
From New York to L.A., Q.B. to C.P.T. for G.P.

A hundred G cars, Garcia Vegas cigars
Kani s***, mad jiggy
The clout, murder material serial scratched out
My name's pa**ed out like it's somethin venereal
But back in stereo


From childbirth to hearses, flow like the Nile cover surface
I bit the fruit from the Serpent
Apocalyptic, get bent, stay splifted
Control the rap game you got it twisted

Dr. Dre way the 'Bridge say, shake dice and kiss it
Sip Crist', push the six with biscuit
Jeep full of chickens, pull up beside, have a listen why'all, Nas why'all
Fly gangsta, wavy hair teeth chipped in

My s*** bump, in the courtroom drunk, links truck
Rocky bracelet, cognac kernel never chase it
Rap hero, black DeNiro
Federal Bureau, tapped my line and got zero

Rap pro, diamond roll, hustlin low -
Pro-file, white gold style, rakin bloody dough by the pile
Shot down, still alive he strugglin for the phone
Fo'-fo' blow him, when homicide comes, these three words are sung

[Chorus: x 2]

Check this out
It's Nasty Nas, and Dr. Dre
Hahaha, East meets West
That's how we makin it happen

That's how it goes down for the nine-six
Aiyyo Nas let's get this money
Let's get paid
Sit back and watch all these motherf***in clowns out here

Riffin and beefin about this BULLS***
Yo, heh
While they doin all that
We just gon' kick back with these honies, this Cristal
Ha, and party to the year 2G


[Dre - speaking over chorus]
Hehehe, that's right, that's right
Yeah, Nasty Nas, Dr. Dre
Makin it happen

Written by: Nasir Jones, Andre Romell Young
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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