Death Row East Nas

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, hold up
KD2 shit (Hit-Boy)
Ayy hold up, come on, whoa
Right back at this
Right back, right back
Hold up, whoa

[Chorus]
High on life, drunk off dark liquor
Shit gettin' eerie like I threw on Thriller
Bitch, I'm a hard hitter, Rolex clocks and killers
Holdin' the order, I'm prayin' God delivers
I had run-ins with Suge, niggas would've been shook
At the height of the beef, they started Death Row East
Damn, I even saw they tees on some of my Gs
Notorious label, the story was made in the streets

[Interlude]
Now it's real life movies
Rest in peace, Ill Will

[Verse 1]
Let's talk about it
We the smartest, not thе loudest, came up out the projеct houses
Where they resort to violence
Hennessy bottles on the curb, lil' niggas tryna serve
Let's talk about it
Back when Jungle told Pac, "It's on" soon as we walk up out this
Picket signs, Outlawz outside the music hall
Bunch of ghetto superstars really down to lose it all
Both sides was thuggin'
But when you in my city, you know how we comin'
Animals in the field and most of 'em clutchin'
When you livin' this rugged, that come with repercussions, look