| The lyric of U Gotta Love It, Nas's song Real conversation for that ass (Its what they want) Huh (Its what they want) What you saidcan t hear you man (Its what they want) Speak the up (Its what they want) Word (Its what they want) [Nas] Nastradumasastrologicknow when I rep Flow when I m setgot the chips to a lotus my whip Gold on my neck was once a code of respect For high rollers and vets Now its loads of baguettesprefer a mack-10 over a tech No matter sober or wetI smack soldierscadets Trees that might eject my hype back Famous phrase "Nigga light that" Hoes you ask you where your ice atdun Its all about swhen we was young Can only get tonguethen finally we can cum Busting in hoesguzzling 4 s Crack blitz 86you turn hustling pro From bottlesto seven in your hand To fake pepsi s to get to the crackunscrew the can Gleam bluntedseeing 100 sstacks of boy with a lean on it We got it if the fiends want it The whole block singing the same theme "Don it" ittoo many crabs in the bucket If its ice workI m gonna truck it You gotta love ityou gotta love it [Chorus] (Its what they want) it (Its what they want) you gotta love it (Its what they want) it (Its what they want) you gotta love it (Its what they want) it (Its what they want) you gotta love it (Its what they want) (its what they want) (its what they want) [Nas] Some girls get too emotionalfanatic extremist Get pulsive with malice insentitivesthe foulest of bitches Hung up my richesher childest wishes Be suspicious of those sleeping with fishesthem hoes Conspicuous and it showstricking this dough Kicking this flowslip in a new fo So when your click rollI let my clips goNiggas on opposite polls I got that confident soulfor those locked in a hole Inhumanliving hostile opposed To living on the streetsproper from my top to my toes Aeropostale my clothesVernon niggas in suburbans with liquor Preposterous foesfrantically foul niggas See niggas in blastthere goes a loud difference Coke sniffingtapping 13 year old chickens You can t be a kingpin when you snitching Regardlesswe still make you a target We shoot you and chillchrome objects Hit you in your projectsits street anomics This rhyme is editedcredited through ebonics Miserable catshunger painting Get off your assstop complaining My crew be in Montego Bay margariting While you homewaiting your arraignment This thug life you claimed itI make millions from entertainment Now back in the hoodcertain cats they wanna kill me They ice grill mebut on the lowniggas feel me You gotta love ityou gotta love it [Chorus] (Its what they want) it (Its what they want) you gotta love it (Its what they want) it (Its what they want) you gotta love it (Its what they want) (its what they want) (its what they want)
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