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echo [mixed] - swizz beatz lyrics

[verse: nas]
throwin’ p*ss out the window at police
chasin’ n*ggas with warrants
there was never no peace
judy’s ass was enormous
i was fresh indeed, think about her s*xually
knew a bunch of radio raheems, rest in peace
four finger rings, big as brass knuckles
haters walk by, try to stab you if they hug you
lady on the fourth floor hollering every evening
’til she planned up, wasn’t having it that evening
he was beating her, she ain’t have it that evening
one shot to the neck and the jugular, now he bleeding
shе beat the case, but d*mn thе kid suffer
i’m dating her daughter, but i’m having visions of her mother
project nights, no project lights
hopin’ a friend don’t try to rob my mom at night
she work hard to bring it to the table
channel u before we had cable
campbell’s soup before i had sushi
viker shoe before i had the gucci
40 deuce for the karate movie
out of sync mouth movin’ movie
sent to the store for a loosie
came a long way, now the same ones salute me
haters say it must be nice, i say it must be hate
i don’t like that line, that sh*t straight fake
yeah, i’m talkin’ the ’80s, not the ’90s stuff
time was real in jamaica queens, ronnie bumps
queensbridge kings and all that
rowdy white boys with baseball bats
italians and greeks on ditmars
steinway street, all the sl!ck cars
[chorus: nas]
i know some fake n*ggas livin’ a lie
i got some real n*ggas ready to die, uh
i know some fake n*ggas livin’ a lie
i got some real n*ggas ready to die

- swizz beatz lyrics

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