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Nas Good Life

' slippin' listen, we ain't stoppin' now (Can't stop) We won't even pause, y'all can lick my balls (Bitches) We livin' the good life, good life, good life (Livin' the good life

' slippin' listen, we ain't stoppin' now (Can't stop) We won't even pause, y'all can lick my balls (Bitches) We livin' the good life, good life, good life (Livin' the good life

slippin' listen, we ain't stoppin' now (Can't stop) We won't even pause, y'all can lick my balls (Bitches) We livin' the good life, good life, good life (Livin' the good life

voice I'm killin' 'em I shed my blood About everything I love Am still a eye blacker, open handed, face the palm smacker Goods strapper, cat stacker, good

across the row Then I walk through the hood, where they up to no good Slangin' them O's like a real O.G should oh, he's good, no he would Never sell

we bringin' all of the paper and From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects Seventeen, tryna man up Feed the fam boy, I put that on these damn goods

Not for popularity reasons, but for the love of the art And you my heart, I leave casualties bleedin' 'Cause we keep it death for a death, life for a life

I aint done yet Sit back and watch your son rise Kick back and know your son set Forever I ain't run yet And never will Nas told me life's a bitch Pac

Put on Stella performances While niggaz place bids at auto auctions Re-model frames and changin' rusty engines and courting And while you Foreman fools wanna shorten my life My life