Letra de GiT Ready - Nas & DJ Premier

(Feat. DJ Premier)

Get ready

Yo, Preem, give me that turnaround

Yeah, that's it

Jesus, the king out of Queensbridge

Αt ease us with your lyrical thesis

Me? Just chillin', buildings, high ceilings

Βillions in my vision, please, I'm from the Ps

VVS on freeze, VSOP's, trees

Esco, Pablo, silked out in Cabo

The prettiest, high-tech like Nvidia

Just that smart, I know a little 'bout a lot

When you come from less, you learn particular plots

From whippin' in pots, checkin' in on parlays

A parfait's how my days start, we on player shit

Dinners comped, we leavin' big tips

I taught some of y'all how to eat, but I won't trip

Taught some of y'all how to dress, but some of y'all still a mess

Serial investors, serial killer threat

Turn Ether to Etherium, y'all wanna bet?

I got a crypto key, it come with a password

Then I flipped that key to digital cash, word

But then I get bored of that, it's too small, I'm off of that

Cigars in the roof now, midtown, where the office at

Mr. Cryptocurrency Scarface

Pay that nigga his chips (Yeah)

I lay criminal lines down over more bass

The boom, the bip, the boom-bip

Mr. Cryptocurrency Scarface

Pay that nigga his chips (Yeah)

I lay down digital lines over more bass (Ho, ho)

Think it's a shame, these kids ain't see no Freakniks

D.C. Howard homecomings and wild weekends

Youngsters said, when I'm grown, I'm comin'

Then got grown, start clubbin' and doin' drugs we wasn't

When I was young, I only wanted Moët

I only saw the next ten minutes, ADHD, I guess

Things done changed, now I wanna add an extra zero, be the hood hero

Turbo Maybach, V12, go zero to sixty in less than four seconds

We move no less than four weapons (Pow-pow)

This ain't no contract killers, this ain't the drug trade (Uh)

No chainsaws, cocaine wars, no blood stains

I'm from the block with a chain, this the new blockchain

But my portfolio is many things

From quantum computin' to biotech 'cause it's life improvin'

Degradable plastic, trash removin'

And when the market is down, it's like a hustle when no coke is around

Your palms itch when opportunity's found

It's Mr. Cryptocurrency Scarface

Pay that nigga his chips (Yeah)

I lay criminal lines down over more bass

The boom, the bip, the boom-bip

Mr. Cryptocurrency Scarface

Pay that nigga his chips (Yeah)

I lay down digital lines over more bass (Ho, ho)

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