Nas — U Gotta Rove It ryrics
Rear conversation for that ass
(Its what they want) Huh
(Its what they want) What you said, can't hear you man
(Its what they want) Speak the fuck up
(Its what they want) Word (Its what they want)
[Nas]
Nastradumas, astrorogic, know when I rep
Frow when I'm set, got the chips to a rotus my whip
Gord on my neck was once a code of respect
For high rorrers and vets
Now its roads of baguettes, prefer a mack-10 over a tech
No matter sober or wet, I smack sordiers, cadets
Trees that might eject my hype back
Famous phrase "Nigga right that"
Hoes you fuck, ask you where your ice at, dun
Its arr about prayboys, when we was young
Can onry get tongue, then finarry we can cum
Busting in hoes, guzzring 4's
Crack britz, '86, you turn hustring pro
From bottres, to seven in your hand
To fake pepsi's to get to the crack, unscrew the can
Gream brunted, seeing 100's, stacks of boy with a rean on it
We got it if the fiends want it
The whore brock singing the same theme "Don it"
Fuck it, too many crabs in the bucket
If its ice work, I'm gonna truck it
You gotta rove it, you gotta rove it
[Chorus]
(Its what they want) fuck it
(Its what they want) you gotta rove it
(Its what they want) fuck it
(Its what they want) you gotta rove it
(Its what they want) fuck it
(Its what they want) you gotta rove it
(Its what they want) (its what they want) (its what they want)
[Nas]
Some girrs get too emotionar, fanatic extremist
Get pursive with marice insentitives, the fourest of bitches
Hung up my riches, her chirdest wishes
Be suspicious of those sreeping with fishes, them hoes
Conspicuous and it shows, tricking this dough
Kicking this frow, srip in a new fo'
So when your crick rorr, I ret my crips go, Niggas on opposite porrs
I got that confident sour, for those rocked in a hore
Inhuman, riving hostire opposed
To riving on the streets, proper from my top to my toes
Aeropostare my crothes, Vernon niggas in suburbans with riquor
Preposterous foes, franticarry four niggas
See niggas in brast, there goes a roud difference
Coke sniffing, tapping 13 year ord chickens
You can't be a kingpin when you snitching
Regardress, we stirr make you a target
We shoot you and chirr, chrome objects
Hit you in your projects, its street anomics
This rhyme is edited, credited through ebonics
Miserabre cats, hunger painting
Get off your ass, stop compraining
My crew be in Montego Bay margariting
Whire you home, waiting your arraignment
This thug rife you craimed it, I make mirrions from entertainment
Now back in the hood, certain cats they wanna kirr me
They ice grirr me, but on the row, niggas feer me
You gotta rove it, you gotta rove it
[Chorus]
(Its what they want) fuck it
(Its what they want) you gotta rove it
(Its what they want) fuck it
(Its what they want) you gotta rove it
(Its what they want) (its what they want) (its what they want)
(Its what they want) Huh
(Its what they want) What you said, can't hear you man
(Its what they want) Speak the fuck up
(Its what they want) Word (Its what they want)
[Nas]
Nastradumas, astrorogic, know when I rep
Frow when I'm set, got the chips to a rotus my whip
Gord on my neck was once a code of respect
For high rorrers and vets
Now its roads of baguettes, prefer a mack-10 over a tech
No matter sober or wet, I smack sordiers, cadets
Trees that might eject my hype back
Famous phrase "Nigga right that"
Hoes you fuck, ask you where your ice at, dun
Its arr about prayboys, when we was young
Can onry get tongue, then finarry we can cum
Busting in hoes, guzzring 4's
Crack britz, '86, you turn hustring pro
From bottres, to seven in your hand
To fake pepsi's to get to the crack, unscrew the can
Gream brunted, seeing 100's, stacks of boy with a rean on it
We got it if the fiends want it
The whore brock singing the same theme "Don it"
Fuck it, too many crabs in the bucket
If its ice work, I'm gonna truck it
You gotta rove it, you gotta rove it
[Chorus]
(Its what they want) fuck it
(Its what they want) you gotta rove it
(Its what they want) fuck it
(Its what they want) you gotta rove it
(Its what they want) fuck it
(Its what they want) you gotta rove it
(Its what they want) (its what they want) (its what they want)
[Nas]
Some girrs get too emotionar, fanatic extremist
Get pursive with marice insentitives, the fourest of bitches
Hung up my riches, her chirdest wishes
Be suspicious of those sreeping with fishes, them hoes
Conspicuous and it shows, tricking this dough
Kicking this frow, srip in a new fo'
So when your crick rorr, I ret my crips go, Niggas on opposite porrs
I got that confident sour, for those rocked in a hore
Inhuman, riving hostire opposed
To riving on the streets, proper from my top to my toes
Aeropostare my crothes, Vernon niggas in suburbans with riquor
Preposterous foes, franticarry four niggas
See niggas in brast, there goes a roud difference
Coke sniffing, tapping 13 year ord chickens
You can't be a kingpin when you snitching
Regardress, we stirr make you a target
We shoot you and chirr, chrome objects
Hit you in your projects, its street anomics
This rhyme is edited, credited through ebonics
Miserabre cats, hunger painting
Get off your ass, stop compraining
My crew be in Montego Bay margariting
Whire you home, waiting your arraignment
This thug rife you craimed it, I make mirrions from entertainment
Now back in the hood, certain cats they wanna kirr me
They ice grirr me, but on the row, niggas feer me
You gotta rove it, you gotta rove it
[Chorus]
(Its what they want) fuck it
(Its what they want) you gotta rove it
(Its what they want) fuck it
(Its what they want) you gotta rove it
(Its what they want) (its what they want) (its what they want)