[JD and hoe talk, then argue]
Nas:
Spit at the world
My lyrics, I could spit at your girl
Spit when I hurl, spit on the Dutch and finish the twirl
Spit facts, spit on whacks my whole lifetime
Spit on my watch, make the ice shine
Spit trife lines, .44 spit slugs out
Ready to thug out at the clubhouse
Chickens who lickin' or spit a nut out
My name within itself is a language that bring you wealth
Careful, comin' at me is like hangin' yourself at a
I know you thought I'd be locked up
Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now
Got up wit' JD though, crazy dough
Queens with the So So Def, ATL's best
Every ride up the 9-5, fly friendly skies
Thug passion for J Doves, heneys for Nas
Then we mix that shit, tip that shit
Pass it around, hook the hood, everybody get wit' it
Chorus:
Nas:
Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end
Never do I lose, all I do is win
Cause Queens Bridge is in the house
This is Nas Escobar and I turns it out
JD:
Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end
Never do I lose, all I do is win
Cause Collin Park is in the house
They call me Don Chi Chi and I turns it out
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JD:
I'm slumpin y'all dread like locks, get bread by the flocks
Bitches love me and I'm duggy from the head to the socks
Too much to handle, here da man of the year
Hit rooms and light'em up like a chandelier
From C-P to the Bridge, y'all know what it is
Been gettin' money like this since I was a kid
I'm in the corner with bitches and buckets of Cris
Pourin' at the most goinest nigga with shit that showin it
Now look at my ice, look at your ice, DAMN
Look a

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