The Flyest

[Intro: Nas & AZ]

Yeah

Peace king

Peace king

Listen, if they wrote a book on your life

Right

You think anybody'll read it?

No fuckin' doubt

Let's make history, homie

Aight then

You know we brought the hoes, clothes and money rolls to the table

No fuckin' doubt

It's time to manifest this

We the flyest nigga

Bring it to a whole, you know?

Gangsta nigga

[Chorus: Shelene Thomas]

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold

Pinky rings shinin', so act like you don't know

Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough

We the flyest gangsters

What you don't got is my natural glow

Countin' out stacks and mackin' out hoes

Pushin' big dicks and packin' our chrome

We the flyest gangsters

[Verse 1: AZ]

Follow, I'm like a Lamborghini green Diablo

Coupe VT, it's like DVD when I flow

Feel me, I'm loved like the great late Malik Sealy

The one the playa haters hate dearly, but can't near me

Homicide can't scare me

I o-bide by the laws of these streets sincerely, a real nigga

The type that can build with ya

Verbalize, bring life to a still picture, it's God-given

Been blessed with Allah's vision, strength and beauty

Truly my only duty is to dodge prison

Play with me, I'm modest 'til them strays hit me

Regardless the circumstances I'ma stay filthy

Dough forever, the live stay low forever

And fuck niggas 'cause it's hard to keep them close together

One dependent, no wife, one co-defendant

No forms of weakness, I flow with vengeance

[Chorus: Shelene Thomas & Nas]

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold

Pinky rings shinin', so act like you don't know

Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough

We the flyest gangsters

What you don't got is my natural glow

Countin' out stacks and mackin' out hoes (Hoes)

Pushin' big dicks and packin' our chrome (Ha)

We the flyest gangsters

[Verse 2: Nas]

I do what I can do when I can do it

Feel how I feel when I feel what I'm feelin'

Live how I live, it's only 'cause I been through it

Learn to try it, like to eat it and shit, it's nuttin' to it

Burn it, light it, weed it and off the liquor

While drivin' outside I'll never catch a vehicular homicide

My music is a description of my vibe of course

My life, my sights, my thoughts, what I like on my fork

'Cause you are what you eat, you eat what you can

You pray to bless the food but first you wash your hands

To wash away them bad spirits, don't bring it in your home

Once you let them in they stayin', evil be gone, say it

I'm proud of Mase for givin' himself to the Lord

Wonderin' does Faith think about Big anymore

Of course my nigga Horse got married, see shit is changin'

We ain't these little niggas no more, runnin' dangerous

I like to bone, I'm a peaceful brother

Eat up so much the girls call me seafood lover

Be havin' they legs shakin', stab 'em, break 'em

I'm Hercules Hercules when havin' relations, the flyest

[Chorus: Shelene Thomas & Nas]

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold

Pinky rings shinin', so act like you don't know

Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough

We the flyest gangsters

What you don't got is my natural glow (Uh)

Countin' out stacks and mackin' out hoes (Hoes)

Pushin' big dicks and packin' our chrome (Ha)

We the flyest gangsters

[Verse 3: Nas, AZ & Both​]

We put this on the soul of our born, as we hold the Qur'an

Kamikaze style, older cats coaching us on

Yo, it's kill or be killed

Understand, real'll be real

A forty-shot spectrum make your whole embassy kneel

Identity sealed, protected by our energy shield

And fuck a drop 'cause that's that shit that got Kennedy killed

Close the book

Was taught never expose a crook

Between the knight and the bishop

One'll knock ya rook

I'm a rare breed, never had a fear to lead

I ain't like niggas with sight, too impaired to read

We both hard hit just like Camacho and Vargas, who's a target?

Now watch how we close the market, motherfuckers

[Chorus: Shelene Thomas]

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold

Pinky rings shinin', so act like you don't know (Act like you don't know)

Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough

We the flyest gangsters (Gangsta)

What you don't got is my natural glow

Countin' out stacks and mackin' out hoes

Pushin' big dicks and packin' our chrome

We the flyest gangsters (Gangsta)

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold (Gangsta)

Pinky rings shinin', so act like you don't know

Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough

We the flyest gangsters (Flyest gangsters, yeah)

What you don't got is my natural glow

Countin' out stacks and mackin' out hoes

Pushin' big dicks and packin' our chrome

We the flyest gangsters