paroles de chanson Where I'm From (feat. JAY Z) - Nas , Jay-Z
Think
it's
a
game
'til
them
thangs
come
out
I
bang
out
'til
your
brains
hang
out
'Cause
you're
fuckin
with
a
gangsta
nigga,
a
gangsta
nigga
Think
it's
a
game
'til
them
thangs
come
out
I
bang
out
'til
your
brains
hang
out
'Cause
you're
fuckin
with
a
gangsta
nigga,
a
gangsta
nigga
It
was
a
full
moon
in
the
beginnin'
of
March
'Bout
the
end
of
Winter
'74
The
gangsta
was
born,
introduced
to
sinnin'
and
spinnin'
women
Cats
with
big
hats
slammin'
Cadillac
doors
Who
choosin'
hoes,
you
losin'
hoes,
you
niggaz
loose
witcha
hoes
You
motherfucker
y'all
ain't
used
to
no
hoes
Niggaz
want
to
lojack,
track
your
bitches,
shack
your
bitches
I
pimps
up,
smack
my
bitches
You
want
to
fuck
trick
your
bitches
I
duck
flip
my
bitches,
get
that
cash
with
that
extra
ass
bitch
Plus
I
keep
a
gat
at
arm
reach
You
ain't
no
hustler
youse
a
car
thief,
nigga
where
your
car
keys
Crack
topic,
back
block
it
Thirty-one
long
black
top
it,
you
can't
stop
it,
gat
top
it
Black
Mack,
black
glock
it,
blast
rocket
Sit
your
faggot-ass
on
your
back
pocket
It's
not
a
game,
prick
Think
it's
a
game
'til
them
thangs
come
out
I
bang
out
'til
your
brains
hang
out
'Cause
you're
fuckin
with
a
gangsta
nigga,
a
gangsta
nigga
Think
it's
a
game
'til
them
thangs
come
out
I
bang
out
'til
your
brains
hang
out
'Cause
you're
fuckin
with
a
gangsta
nigga,
a
gangsta
nigga
Straight
gangsta
nigga,
uhh,
uh-huh-uhh-uhh
Straight
gangsta
nigga,
yeah
They
call
me,
Hov'
the
hustler,
dough
doubler
Drove
customers
crazy
in
the
late
80's,
early
90's
Now
you
can
find
me,
girlie
behind
me,
holdin'
my
mink
up
Ice
pinkie
ring
in
the
air,
drinkin'
my
drink
up
Top
down,
'dro
in
the
air,
blowin'
that
stink
up
It's
seldom
that
I
smoke,
but
it
helps
my
thinker
Makes
me
a
mathematician
about
my
math
Get
celebrity
ass,
I'm
a
statistician,
rap
with
precision
Nigga,
your
hoe
chose
Hov',
that's
rapid
division
Now
divide
yourself
and
slide
I,
young
Vito,
voice
of
the
young
people
Mouthpiece
for
hustlers,
ventriloquist
for
jugglers
Took
it
where
few
went,
made
a
few
cents
Don't
call
me
Hov'
no
more,
call
me
The
Blueprint
Sold
dope
and
sold
crack
and
sold
soap
and
sold
rap
and
Bought
Bentley's,
bought
'em
back,
nigga
can
you
buy
that
Think
it's
a
game
'til
them
thangs
come
out
I
bang
out
'til
your
brains
hang
out
'Cause
you're
fuckin
with
a
gangsta
nigga,
a
gangsta
nigga
Think
it's
a
game
'til
them
thangs
come
out
I
bang
out
'til
your
brains
hang
out
'Cause
you're
fuckin
with
a
gangsta
nigga,
a
gangsta
nigga
Purpose
for
man,
worship
Allah,
then
you
die
Purpose
of
my
gun,
run
in
yo'
shop
and
take
pies
Purpose
of
my
son,
raise
him
to
do
the
same
Clip
blazin'
it
through
your
brains
Strip,
use
it
'til
it's
burned
out
Benz
Coupes,
Jags
and
trucks
when
we
roll
out
Man
it
ain't
no
lie,
it's
real
as
this
four-five
And
real
as
these
five
salaats,
whether
we
Deen
or
not
Our
kids
gotta
eat,
red
Beamer
stops
Where
your
connects
gotta
meet,
interrupt
your
cop
Dependin'
on
the
dope
size,
we
slide
it
from
size
With
hammers
with
hollows
you
feel
we
follow
we're
both
risin
They
killed
your
cousin
you
strapped
and
you
Won't
ride
and
don't
think
cause
I
rap
that
I
won't
Play
O-Dog
in
Menace
and
drive-by
men
Real
gangsters
keep
a
bitch
in
the
wheel,
workin'
the
gas
tank
Hoes
on
the
strip,
bringin'
that
cash
in
Think
it's
a
game
'til
them
thangs
come
out
I
bang
out
'til
your
brains
hang
out
'Cause
you're
fuckin
with
a
gangsta
nigga,
a
gangsta
nigga
Think
it's
a
game
'til
them
thangs
come
out
I
bang
out
'til
your
brains
hang
out
'Cause
you're
fuckin
with
a
gangsta
nigga,
a
gangsta
nigga
It's
see
the
young
gunner,
they
call
me
the
boy
wonder
Without
that
caped
crusader,
that
cake
is
major,
uhh
Nickel
plate
stay
with
it,
except
for
in
school
Metal
detectors
in
school,
for
every
last
nickel
get
moved
Fucked
every
bad
little
bitch
in
the
school
Good
with
math
but
I
skipped
it
in
school
Ankle
to
shop
but
I'm
sick
with
them
tools
Shit,
that's
why
I'm
kicked
out
of
school
Fuck
J's
by
da
locker,
come
and
holla,
uhh
Out
on
my
own,
movin
out
with
the
chrome
And
can't
nobody
take
me
out
of
that
zone,
not
even
A.I.
It
ain't
even
a
business,
It's
just
the
way
I
get
it
Consistently,
flip
it
until
the
day
I'm
gone
Scream
beef
any
day
and
it's
on
The
same
Chris
dangerous
with
a
eight
in
my
palm
And
been
paid
since
the
day
I
was
born
But
these
lames
think
it's
a
game
'til
them
thangs
is
drawn,
uhh
Think
it's
a
game
'til
them
thangs
come
out
I
bang
out
'til
your
brains
hang
out
'Cause
you're
fuckin
with
a
gangsta
nigga,
a
gangsta
nigga
Think
it's
a
game
'til
them
thangs
come
out
I
bang
out
'til
your
brains
hang
out
'Cause
you're
fuckin
with
a
gangsta
nigga,
a
gangsta
nigga
1 Made You Look
2 One Mic
3 Life's A B*tch
4 Hate Me Now
5 If I Ruled The World
6 It Ain't Hard to Tell
7 Dead Presidents II
8 The World Is Yours
9 Interlude
10 The Genesis
11 Where I'm From (feat. JAY Z)
12 Halftime
13 Memory Lane
14 One Time 4 Your Mind
15 One Love
16 Represent
17 It Ain't Hard To Tell (Intro)
18 It Ain't Hard To Tell (Outro)
19 Welcome To Jamrock
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