[JD and hoe talk, then argue]

Nas:

Spit at the world

My lyrics, I could spit at your girl

Spit when I hurl, spit on the Dutch and finish the twirl

Spit facts, spit on whacks my whole lifetime

Spit on my watch, make the ice shine

Spit trife lines, .44 spit slugs out

Ready to thug out at the clubhouse

Chickens who lickin' or spit a nut out

My name within itself is a language that bring you wealth

Careful, comin' at me is like hangin' yourself at a

I know you thought I'd be locked up

Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now

Got up wit' JD though, crazy dough

Queens with the So So Def, ATL's best

Every ride up the 9-5, fly friendly skies

Thug passion for J Doves, heneys for Nas

Then we mix that shit, tip that shit

Pass it around, hook the hood, everybody get wit' it



Chorus:

Nas:

Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end

Never do I lose, all I do is win

Cause Queens Bridge is in the house

This is Nas Escobar and I turns it out



JD:

Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end

Never do I lose, all I do is win

Cause Collin Park is in the house

They call me Don Chi Chi and I turns it out

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JD:

I'm slumpin y'all dread like locks, get bread by the flocks

Bitches love me and I'm duggy from the head to the socks

Too much to handle, here da man of the year

Hit rooms and light'em up like a chandelier

From C-P to the Bridge, y'all know what it is

Been gettin' money like this since I was a kid

I'm in the corner with bitches and buckets of Cris

Pourin' at the most goinest nigga with shit that showin it

Now look at my ice, look at your ice, DAMN

Look a