Let 'Em Hang

[Intro: Nas] Uh, yeah, it's like that They wanna know how nigga do it, youknowwhatimsaying? I had a nigga come up to me and ask me and shit Why I ain't got that, youknowhatimsaying? Fuck nigga get on your job, nigga let your nuts hang beeitch Check it out though [Hook: V-12] These well, theeeeeese 41st side Lake Entertainment Oh yeah, if you come to QB you gonna get... [Nas] Yo, foes decompose in their coffins, hoes creeping with bosses No sleeping my fortress break day thinking of losses Taxes and IRS government gangstas But I'm a scientist in love with big president faces My residence changes from ghetto to acres Avoiding jealousy snake shit Can't afford another felony lake bent, driving them Porsche Niggas saying Nas came through with a flying saucer With some strange shoes on the tiring flossing So now they now wanna offer 'em killing stick 'em and cost 'em Catch him slipping, tripping get 'em for all his fortune What's up with this Nas hatred? Y'all can suck my dick Got these niggas wives naked making them fuck my fist My mystique have the world froze My physique got me dressed up in shell toes And ganja leaf, I inhale slow I'm from out of town capsule some kind of portal Spitting these rhymes at you like I'm immortal [Hook: V-12] Lay low, lay low (lay low) Cause all y'all niggas know (y'all niggas) If you come to QB you're gon' get murdered (You're gon' get murdered, murdered, murdered) You're gon' get murdered (Why get shot up?) If you come to QB you're gon' to get murdered [Lake] Same old dudes that jewel me, now salute me I've grew more than they ever though I would be Having no pops to mourn me, just show me God didn't plan for another man to control me You know me from busting my gun blood But even up north my cell smell like Christian Dior Before I lost my case I had to gain mastered Been had heart now my papers starting to match it I stack 'til they capture me and kept a bottle of half-a-G And sold 20's while I rap to beats My wifey beef over my robberies But they've put my mans in the "L" still on the armory Loyal to the heritage, though I put seven in it Dude snaked me, word to Spanky, I never snitch I put a bullet in your face 'fore I go to Jake Rule number one out here; DON'T FUCK WITH LAKE [Hook: V-12] [Nas] Yo, yo, yo, yo Our guns are haunted with the ghost of bodies Smoke 'em like we supposed to Your whole crew comes face to face with shotty Told you! Bravehearted, we appear when it's on Light up your block like its day time y'all niggas be gon' So many niggas that's be pursuing Nas, when they spot me They be jumping out of moving cars and landing on my Timbs I tell 'em be careful don't damage the skin Amateurs cram around with the hopes to get glance at the end [Lake] Ayo most of my friends have ulterior motives I'm wise cause I now realize that sound is golden Mourned shorty, from cat shacky who wrote to me Living through them back then was giving hope to me I control many, being a flossiest Most notorious, Queensbridge extortionist Love my hood no question, I'mma rep it But I'm not just a QB tenant, I'm the President [Hook: V-12]