(feat. The Bravehearts)



[Intro:]

Straight out of QB niggas

This is nas, lo

With my braveheart niggas

Jungle, wiz and horse

fuckin with these cash money millionaires

so what yall gonna do about that

niggas



[Hook:]

We on your block

We got rocks

You got robbed

The man got shot

That nigga's dead

Come get revenge

We getting money

We in the benz



We drive cars

We fuck your hoes

We taking charge

We gettin dough

Yall niggas pussy

I cut your face

I'm in your hood

Every fucking day



[Verse One: Wiz]

Yeah What up nigga im back

Fuck you got the mac

Touch you and them niggas you with

The bigger your clique the bigger my clip

The bigger my gun them niggas im with is horse and jung

And of course youll become a corpse if you fucking with me

The 44 caliber killer don't tussle with me

I been to war couple of times slept in the cold

Shed tears seen it all been outside for years

What this life mean to yall?

Money ice and cars Bustin nuts in broads

Never trusting god

You better trust him had with you when you hustlin

It was him that kept me alive when niggas was bustin

He aint gonna save you so when I AK you and spray you

I run in your spot and take all whats yours

So you lay on the floor we expanding

What you gonna to do about it nigga?

Not a damn thing



[Hook:]

We on your block

We got rocks

You got robbed

The man got shot

That nigga's dead

Come get revenge

We getting money

We ridin in the benz



We drive cars

We fuck your hoes

We taking charge

We get the dough

Yall niggas pussy

We cut your face

We in your hood

Every fucking day



[Verse 2a]

What the fuck yall was born brave?

I put a slug through your cornbraids

Summertime broad day

You get your face blown right at the pay phone

I got big guns that break bones

Beef with me you take home to your family

Bullets fly randomly

Wet you like hard rain

Bravehearts gangbang



[Verse 2b: Nas]

Yo last night it was on Niggas came pistols drawn

Poppin off I had to run they shot one the kid is gone

niggas quick to get it on know the block im living on

queens bridge murders kings live merciless

heartless crazy mercedes the projects young killas OG's enemies targets

blow weed henessee more beef let it be

no chance of wetting me I hold heat in the streets

rolls royce drop top crusing where the women be

last nigga fucked around hes a hood memory

fresh nikes wife beater knicks jersey white sneakers

heavy like an ice freezer deadly not nice either

ill fuck the hoe with pussy that's mind blowing

do my thug dance in clubs with my nine showing

niggas tell they hoes, "why you fucking with nas?

He just gonna nut on your eyes

have you suck all his guys

and also he say when you done cussin his by"

you aint thuggin you lie bitch

brave till we die bitch



[Verse 2c: Horse]

??? a nigga that would kill something over something small

the one you cant ??? with unless you paid in full

the one that hold grudges cause gun games for free

the only thing you wetting and splittin is ???

im the one that lift the skirts up on fake ass rappers

that be killin for a long time but now it don't happen

all them tough guys is wanksters they ??? me in their songs

im a braveheart till death so I got to die strong

a big man that's troublesome and follow no rules

run through crews after smoking blunts and sippin on brews

disrespecter pistol whippin hustlers for their cheddar

the deebo of the rap game but walk with a beretta

my heart is made of stone my eyes is filled with blood

survivors of the street wars yall niggas know whats up

from the projects to penthouse yall niggas better look out

before these braveheart motherfuckers put they gun in your mouth



[Hook:]

We on your blocks

We got glocks

You get robbed

The man get shot

That nigga's dead

Come get revenge

We getting money

We ridin in the benz



We drive cars

We fuck your hoes

We taking charge

We gettin dough

Yall niggas pussy

We cut your face

We in your hood

Every fucking day



[Shit talking at end:]



We in your hood

Every fucking day niggas

Every day niggas, huh

Look around niggas

We on top

What you gonna do about it nigga?

What you got to say about it nigga?

That's right

That's right

Run all over yall niggas

What yall gonna do about it? Nothin

Bunch of corny ass phony ass niggas

Get brave nigga we brave nigga (bravehearts!)

Brave to the death baby

(bravehearts!)