paroles de chanson Rewind (Clean) - Nas
Listen
up
gangstas
and
honeys
with
ya
hair
done
Pull
up
a
chair
hon'
and
put
it
in
the
air
son
Dog,
whatever
they
call
you,
god,
just
listen
I
spit
a
story
backwards,
it
starts
at
the
ending
The
bullet
goes
back
in
the
gun
The
bullet
hole's
closin
this
chest
of
a
nigga
Now
he
back
to
square
one
Screamin,
"Shoot
don't
please"
I
put
my
fifth
back
on
my
hip
It's
like
a
VCR
rewindin
a
hit
He
put
his
hands
back
on
his
bitch
My
caravan
doors
open
up
I
jumped
back
in
the
van
and
closed
it
shut
Goin
reverse,
slowly
prepared
My
nigga
Jungle
utters
out
somethin
crazy
like,
"Go
he
there"
Sittin
in
back
of
this
chair,
we
hittin
the
roach
The
smoke
goes
back
in
the
blunt,
the
blunt
gets
bigger
in
growth
Jungle
unrolls
it,
put
his
weed
back
in
the
jar
The
blunt
turns
back
into
a
cigar
We
listen
to
Stevie,
it
sounded
like
heavy
metal
fans
Spinnin
records
backwards
of
AC/DC
I
give
my
niggas
dap,
jump
out
the
van
back
first
Back
upstairs,
took
off
the
black
shirt
I'm
in
the
crib
with
the
phone
to
my
ear
Listen
up
so
y'all
can
figure
out
the
poem
real
clear
The
voice
on
the
phone
was
like,
"Outside
right
we"
So
with
my
mouth
wide,
holdin
my
heat
Bullets
I
had
plenty
to
squeeze,
plenty
for
ya
'Cause
Jungle
said,
"Block
your
on
enemies
the"
Hung
up
the
phone,
then
the
phone
rang
I'm
laid
in
the
bed
thinkin
'bout
this
pretty
young
thing
Who
left,
she
came
back,
her
clothes
just
fell
to
the
rug
She
fell
to
my
bed
and
gave
me
a
hug
I
told
her,
"No
hell"
She
talkin
'bout,
"Me
kiss"
Bobbed
her
head
then
spit
the
nut
back
in
my
dick
Started
suckin
with
no
hands,
a
whole
lotta
spit
Then
got
up
and
put
her
bra
back
on
her
tits
Got
fully
dressed
and
told
me,
"Stressed
really
I'm"
Picked
up
her
Gucci
bag
and
left
her
nigga
behind
Walkin
through
the
door,
she
rang
the
bell
twice
I
vomited
Vodka
back
in
my
glass
with
juice
and
ice
The
clock
went
back
from
three,
to
two,
to
one
And
that's
about
the
time
the
story
begun
That's
when
I
first
heard
the
voicemail
on
the
cell
It
said,
"Son
we
found
that
nigga
we
gotta
kill"
[Message
Beep]
Ay
yo
son,
ay
yo
son,
you
hear
me,
you
hear
me?
Listen
man,
this
dude
right
on
the
block,
right
now,
man
I
found
him,
right
now,
I
see
him
right
now!
Let's
kill
him)
[Message
Beep]
"Yo,
this
Nas,
leave
it.
Peace"
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