Represent

Текст песни NAS - Represent <br/> Represent, represent!! (repeat 4X)Straight up shit is real and any day could be your last in the jungleGet murdered on the humble, guns&#039;ll blast, niggaz tumbleThe corners is the hot spot, full of mad criminalswho don&#039;t care, guzzlin beers, we all stareat the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better break North( )<br />before we get the four pounders, and take their face offThe streets is filled with undercovers, homicide chasin brothersThe D.A.&#039;s on the roof, tryin to, watch us and knock usAnd killer coppers, even come through in helicoptersI drink a little vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock forthe fronters, wannabe ill niggaz and spot runnersThinkin it can&#039;t happen til I, trap em and clap emand leave em done, won&#039;t even run about GodsI don&#039;t believe in none of that shit, your facts are backwardsNas is a rebel of the street cornerPullin a Tec out the dresser, police got me under pressureRepresent, represent!! (repeat 4X)Yo, they call me Nas, I&#039;m not your legal type of fellaMoet drinkin, marijuana smokin street dwellerwho&#039;s always on the corner, rollin up blessedWhen I dress, it&#039;s never nuttin less than GuessCold be walkin with a bop and my hat turned backLove committin sins and my friends sell crackThis nigga raps with a razor, keep it under my tongueThe school drop-out, never liked the shit from day onecause life ain&#039;t shit but stress fake niggaz and crab stuntsSo I guzzle my Hennesey while pullin on mad bluntsThe brutalizer, crew de-sizer, acceleratorThe type of nigga who be pissin in your elevatorSomehow the rap game reminds me of the crack gameUsed to sport Bally&#039;s and Gazelle&#039;s with black framesNow I&#039;m into fat chains, sex and TecsFly new chicKs and new kicks, Heine&#039;s and Beck&#039;sRepresent, represent!! (repeat 3X)No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, this is what it&#039;s aboutBefore the BDP conflict with MC ShanAround the time when Shante dissed the Real RoxxaneI used to wake up every mornin, see my crew on the blockEvery day&#039;s a different plan that had us runnin from copsIf it wasn&#039;t hangin out in front of cocaine spotsWe was at the candy factory, breakin the locksNowadays, I need the green in a flash just like the next manFuck a yard God, let me see a hundred grandCould use a gun Son, but fuck bein the wanted manbut if I hit rock bottom then I&#039;ma be the Son of SamThen call the crew to get live toowith Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blowMike&#039;ll chop it, Mayo, you count the profitMy shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes&#039;ll never stop itIt&#039;s your brain on drugs, to all fly bitches and thugsNuff respect to the projects, I&#039;m ghost, One LoveRepresent y&#039;all, represent!! (repeat 4X)One time for your motherfuckin mind