(Nas talking)

I heard that nigga Capone's home yo...word to Motha..that nigga Nore'

doin' his mothafuckin' thing...thugged out

entertainment...knowwhatI'msayin'?, niggas still in the streets...Ill

Will, Braveheart nigga, there's a thin line between streets and

business..so we gotta have balance and be easy...



Verse 1: (Nas)

I heard you fags wanna catch me off guard

put Tecks to my heart, the death of Escobar

under your breath, whispers in the dark

I hear it 'cause the street ain't loyal to choose sides

prepare for the beef, whoever lose dies

rich and I'm thuggin'

I can't trust nothin', this bitch that I'm fuckin'

this clip that I'm bustin' could jam in my fist

look at my hand, finger pussy with expensive rings

cut coke cookies, wrote poetry

and broke noses B.

the voice from Heaven

I'm God sent, of course a legend

this is part 1, speak my sermon, the hood reverand

blunted eyes red

C-Class, a Hundred times Five Red

CD's blast, speed fast, haters drop dead

I'm gorgeous

black Goddess flip the arm rest, flip the cordless

her body stacks the best, ass is flawless

finally the long awaited shit, ghetto people

the sequel

Nas, CNN, nobody's equal.



Chorus

Yo, Be easy

keep the club off the heezy

straight thugs in the back, drink creezy

be easy, but we still smoke treezy

see us rippin' the shows with thugged eezy.



Verse 2: (Capone)

Niggas picked me the boss

Ricky Ross

Lex Two-Fifty Horse power, click and devour the source

if it's flour then swallow your loss

I cock Fours, kick in Poppi's doors

all for the cash and the cause

niggas break big fractions of l