Nas, AZ - The Flyest Lyrics

(Yeah)
(Peace, king)
(Peace, king)
(Listen, if they wrote a book on your life)
(Right)
(You think anybody'll read it?)
(No fucking doubt)
(Let's make history, homie)
(Alright then)
(You know we brought the hoes clothes and money rolls to the table)
(No fucking doubt)
(It's time to manifest this)
(Shit, we the flyest, nigga)
(Bring it to a whole, y'know?)
(Gangsta, nigga)

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like you don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangstas
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangstas

Follow, I'm like a Lamborghini green Diablo
Coupe VT, it's like DVD when I flow
Feel me, I'm loved like the great late Malik Sealy
The one the player haters hate dearly, but can't near me
Homicide can't scare me
I obide by the laws of these streets sincerely, a real nigga
The type that can build with ya
Verbalize bring life to a still picture, it's God-given
Been blessed with Allah's vision, strength and beauty
Truly my only duty is to dodge prison
Play wit' me, I'm modest 'til them strays hit me
Regardless the circumstances I'ma stay filthy
Dough forever, the live stay low forever
And fuck niggas, 'cause it's hard to keep them close together
One dependent, no wife, one co-defendant
No forms of weakness, I flow with vengeance

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like you don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangstas
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangstas

I do what I can do, when I can do it
Feel how I feel, when I feel what I'm feeling
Live how I live it's only 'cause I been through it
Learn to try it like to eat it and shit it's nothing to it
Burn it, light it, weed it, and off the liquor, while driving outside
I'll never catch a vehicular homicide
My music is a description of my vibe of course
My life, my sights, my thoughts, what I like on my fork
'Cause you are what you eat, you eat what you can
You pray to bless the food but first you wash your hands
To wash away them bad spirits, don't bring it in your home
Once you let them in they staying, evil be gone, say it
I'm proud I'm ace but giving himself to the Lord
Wanted his Faith, think about Big anymore
Of course, my nigga, Horse got married, see shit is changing
We ain't these little niggas no more, running dangerous
I like to bone, I'm a peaceful brother
Eat up so much, the girls call me seafood lover
Be having they legs shaking, stab 'em, break 'em
I'm Hercules Hercules when having relations, the flyest

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like you don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangstas
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangstas

We put this on the, soul of our born
As we hold the Qu'ran
Kamikaze style
Older cats coachin' us on
Yo, it's kill or be killed
Understand, real'll be real
A forty-shot spectrum make your whole embassy kneel
Identity sealed, protected by
Our energy shield
And fuck a drop, 'cause that's that shit that got Kennedy killed
Close the books
Was taught never expose a crook
Between the knight and the bishop
Want to knock ya rook, I'm a rare breed never had a fair to lead
I ain't light, niggas recite
Too impaired to breathe
We both hard hit just like Camacho and Vargas, who's the target?
Now watch how we close the market, motherfuckers

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like you don't know (act like you don't know)
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangstas
What you don't got is my natural glow (oh yeah)
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes (oh yeah-yeah)
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome (oh)
We the flyest gangstas (gangstas)

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold (gangstas)
Pinky rings shining, so act like you don't know (ooh)
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangstas (the flyest gangstas)
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes (ooh)
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangstas