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Bloody Money Pt. 2

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Bloody Money Pt. 2 Lyrics

Intro: Noreaga talking

[Noreaga]

Yo, New Orleans, La, Va to Queens, I-95, where we never drive clean
But good, gotta get out the hood, to really make it, now we cake it
Until our whole team'll take it to another level, another Rolie wit
Another bezel, like war against God against another devil
Sustainin', now we're in Moschino, niggas say we changed it, switched it
Now it's Cristal, instead of Mistic, Jose, catch me wit a pigeon and
A gold biscuit, gettin mad lifted, let me find out, it's sellin dimes
Out my crack house, yeah that's crashed out, let me catch that
Just like Stackhouse, kick ya back out, have you mad vexed
Like you did your whole bid, but didn't max out, yo Jose is
In other words courageous, from South Carolina to D.C
Yo the NC, hit Atlanta like Montana, comin out the airport wit the hammer
Motherfucker, smoke more weed than Chris Tucker, in Friday
When he treated Worm like a sucker, in three ways
Let's sell a whole ki' in three days
The way I know the crack game'll have you amazed
In the ill days, yo I drink leche, Jose, so shake your culo, like Merengue
Salsa arroz con pollo, grand royale in Ohio, Cincinnati, Minnesoto
Yo from Philly to Connecticut, got niggas settin in, all predicate
Like this rap game is pregnant, N.O.R.E., Norey
Stands for Niggas On The Run Eatin', no matter if they still cheatin'
The object of the game is just to stay leavin', hit me on the Nokio
Let me know if you still breathin, top grenade, ice it up, cop pies, slice it
Up
You really think you nice enough, fuck around wit twice your luck
Even seekin scrolls until your world fall in, to my niggas gettin they props
Where they supposed to've been, don't rush, take your time
The best come to those who wait, like Heinz, they be ketchup and spoil your cake
Aiyyo it's I-95, wit my niggas lost faith, wha!
Chorus 2x: Nas (Noreaga)
Blood money (That's what this life lead to)
Blood money (That's how my niggas bleed to)
Blood money (That's what we smoke weed to)
Blood money (That's how my niggas eat to)

[Nature]

Aiyyo, eatin from the same plate, and drinkin from the same cup
Whoever thought that so much would have to change up
I went to games as a Knicks fan, they had Strickland, they traded him
Ever since then, son, I hated them, shit's turning sour in the N-Y

Half the team hurt, still niggas get high and rock Queens shirts
Fiends on the block know me for holdin b's work
Seein chips ,poppin up in European whips, exceed the speed limit
Tinted up and weed scented, treatin life like the auto bomb, never slow up
I'm gettin head for being young and vulgar, fly and gifted
Y'all niggas die over bitch shit, I got some hoes in the law gettin high
Like Rik Smits
, born hypocrite, every now and then be on some different shit
Switch directions, my bag - quick deception
My first love is for bloody money so skip the extras

Chorus

[Nas]

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Release Date
January 27, 1998
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