Want It

[Verse 1: Nas]

Million dollar homes, platinum filled with a lot of stones

Bitches on – every new nigga dick who rich

If the street could speak, if sidewalk could talk

Everybody business be heard, so I prefer

To blueprint every plan amongst fam clear

Don't wanna risk a billion dollar plan, the walls have ears

Meet at aquariums, me and the team, 'cause I'm preparin 'em

For everything I seen, who's the most feared, and why they scared of 'em

Well versed, we need to know who we have to kill first

Or how to know a ho from a Earth

Yo, they come in all shapes – skinny or tall

Easy to fall for the cake they throw when they walk

Most niggas wanna shine when it ain't they time

Coming up with styles mimicking mine

My infinite mind, has no beginning or end

Take out the ink, replace the blood in my pen

Thuggin' again

[Verse 2: Horse]

On-point at all times, regulatin' is a must

Adjust–your hustlin' state of mind 'fore you blow up

Success, brings along this hatred and envy

The games people play when your pockets lookin' empty

The dime droppin', woolie-smoker playin' poker

He gambles with his life and his cards are gettin' shorter

The young and reckless, pack gats inside they vests'es

From .22 to oowops, seeing who the freshest

I guessed this must be my time to exhale

I've been waiting so damn long that this rap shit is stale

Make it happen, in these streets, kids are clappin'

Fuck this rapping, seeing cheese hustlin' crack in

This 4-wheel drive, seat reclined, big wheelie man

Do a scam for direction, if it runs in my fam

Cross roads, cross breeds, cross over weak mc's

Horse man will always shine, never waste my time

[Verse 3: E-Money Bags, (Nas)]

Crime relation got my niggas time-facin'

In the line, pacin' the yard

All the gods, this one is for y'all

I never forget it, three times a week on the visit

Just trying to hold my head until I see the death of these snitches

I know some real ones on the run, keep in touch with they bitches

And you can feel what I'm sayin', I suggest that you listen

A victim of circumstance, the doe took me

A circle plan, designed by devious minds to worship custom vans

TV's with "fuck 'em" plans, keep them chicken cluckin', and

See me? I'm buckin' men, this life we stuck within

I know the way out, this light at the end of the tunnel

Spray out if I have to, in a heartbeat to clap, yo, a lap to

Another chapter, had to adapt to – this way of life

When you pour, make sure you spray it right

I know the game; found my destiny, it's best that we part

Before I act like a Sesame god – bust off severely

Make all my thugs feel me

For the lost crews that make the news yearly (Jump on it)

[Verse 4: Nas]

Most of my days, spent high

My niggas in the cage get by

Writing letters, Collect calls, and V.I.'s

G.E.D.'s, locked down, earning college degrees

OG's, who put us up on more G

How if I would've stayed in school for another grade

What I would've knew would've got me more paid

But I ain't mad, can't complain, blew like NASA

But what I would of learned might've got me here faster

Cold days, in the back of a train

Passengers' faces reveal laughter, while some show pain

Blind man come in askin' for some change

Now I'm in the Range or airplane – it ain't a fair game

How I end up, Benz truck, with my ends up

To prove City Housing, where there's plenty wilding

But there's many thousand of us

Prepared to do whatever the Higher Power ask of us

Flesh, to ashes, to dust, so that the whole world hear us

Don't you want it, nigga?

[Outro: Nas]

Want it, baby

Uh, I want it, baby

Dot, go on – ya want it, baby

Uh, jump on it, jump on it

I want it, baby

Uh, you want it, baby

Uh, I want it, baby

Ah, jump on it