Gimme Your's Lyrics - Az The Visualiza

Intro: Nas 

Gimme, just gimme, for the NYC 

Gimme what you can't get back 

Gimme, why don't you gimme the world 

Gimme what you can't get back, for the five burroughs 

Verse 1: AZ 

Yo, it's hard to show resistance when money-gettin niggas 

need my assistance to stock figures, beyond non-existence 

Fuck keepin my distance, cos bein poor produced persistence 

Plus plea's, a hundred G's, I had me blockin out of jail centres 

I'm recognised by the illest of individuals 

Killers and criminals, even willies that's really into jewels 

But still sceptic on who I cling to 

Cos every single nigga that swing thru, ain't my man just cos we mingle 

To mistake shit, even females be feedin off that fake shit 

Filled with envy and hatred but my high hopes help me escape it 

Temporarily the window world, don't read the wise 

Verbally nourish me, properly with that inner city, urban GC 

I fucked with those beyond my age bracket 

cos they analyse and mack to get the papers and stack it 

Leavin no trace to track it, keep on thinkin tappers is accurate 

That mack shit, livin the lifestyle, we filled with black wit 

Chorus: Nas, (AZ) 

Just gimme (Pimp lines and dollar signs) 

Just gimme (Rollin trees, stackin G's) 

Gimme what you can't get back (True dat, I thought you knew that) 

Just gimme (Money getters, the high bidders) 

Why don't you gimme the world (rollin wit us) 

Gimme what you can't get back, for the five burroughs 

Verse 2: AZ 

So in God I trust, I lust for a 850-deluxe 

And in too, I touch a million-plus, ain't much to discuss 

Diamonds and double-digits, Gianni Versace down with lizards 

It's realism so I visualisin to live it 

Movin cleverly wit intentions of longevity 

Strong pedigree got me touchin papers, others would never see, G 

So do the crest in my claw, flourescents 

symbolises the essence, you're sailin in a sweppervescence 

Drug investments, a street thug's plug, the insurance, but informers 

they had you wanted for warrants 'fore you get enourmous 

Life's a performance so players play wit endurance 

cos from war sense, any villain's willing to get more intense 

They tried to break us but all it did was just make us 

travel across acres for papers, bonafide money takers 

Cos though we know somehow we all gotta go 

As long as we're leavin thievin, we'll be leavin wit some kind of doe, 

so... 

Chorus: Nas, (AZ) 

Just gimme (Pimp lines and dollar signs) 

Just gimme (Rollin trees, stackin G's) 

Gimme what you can't get back (True dat, I thought you knew that) 

Just gimme (Money getters, the high bidders) 

Why don't you gimme the world (rollin wit us) 

Gimme what you can't get back (It's real, NYC) 

Just gimme (QB) 

Just gimme (B-K, VT) 

Gimme what you can't get back (See me, AZ y'all, representin) 

Just gimme (Yeah, the street life is trife life) 

Why don't you gimme the world (Representin) 

Gimme what you can't get back (Life's a bitch......)