Текст песни Me & Nas Bring It To Your Hardest - Nas , Slick Rick

Wrong yeah, wife
Yeah Slick rick, big Nas yo
Nas, Slick Rick
Shoot at all

Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, real — that are billboard charters
Me and Nas bring it to your hardest

Skills provide the shows, also fright the foes
And when I step into a room, pimps hide they hoes
Is that really him? Yes, that's his highness
And for the last time stop lookin' at his fine ass
(You know!) homosexuals, smirk, converse and say
That nigga box is workin' girlfriend

You wanna talk about a fat phrase carrier
To billionaire white chick jump the race barrier?
You know a nice girl, but I didn't want a bit of her
Sayin', I like your slang what's with the wife, get rid of her

Son, Sony talkin' Japanese
With mice like, whatup Rick? You can have my cheese kid
I am such a heavy hitter
Even chandelier jealous off the patch ice glitter (bling!)
Rappers walkin' round, strappin' fearsome, here son
And remember your rap career's done

Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, real — that are billboard charters
Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, we'll separate the men from the heartless
Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, a tag team from the top all-starters
Me and Nas bring it to your hardest

Runnin' spots, pants leg tucked in my socks
Puff and lay a spread, order drinks, henny on the rocks
Wintertime sport a fox, maybe a sable
Three-quarter length mink sound right for this occasion
Heard me john blazin', see me in gangster flicks
Life is so amazin', hate to be paperless
Bill gate in this, it must be god, I'm not an atheist
Wanted like kingpins by ATF

Your girl want my name on her chest
Me and rick argue about whose chain is the best
Gucci boxers, my diet changed from sushi to pastas
Wear my hat like the late Sinatra's
Models pop the coochie when they spot us
Finally, rappers you could be proud of
From the Bronx to Queens bridge houses what? If you feel me then holla
Thug —, who bail be worth a million dollars, what

Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, real — that are billboard charters
Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, we'll separate the men from the heartless
Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, a tag team from the top all-starters
Me and Nas bring it to your hardest

Track masters, Def Jam
Yeah, tell what the deal
Slick rick, big Nas yo