Never Gonna Give It Up Lyrics - Nas

[Nas talking] 

Man, we love you man, you hear me? 

This is coming from the General man, Nas man 

Bravehearts love you man, this is to all of ya niggaz 

Who been using my name from day one to make yourselves famous 

Whether you shouting me out on your records 

Whether you try to come at me on your records, or whether you just you know...? 

You know... you know how you dick riding man? This goes out to ya 

Cause we love you man, I've done made a lot of niggaz famous man 

But I'm gon' make you... I make you make the papers, this one's for you 

Hey yo, word up 

It been a lot of times when a nigga ain't wanna fuck with this rap shit no more 

Fuck this shit, but you know...? Through the year I started to see shit, you knowamsayin? 

Nigga see niggaz driving around with fancy cars, diamonds all that shit 

Niggaz thinking nigga chilling 

Got to go through a whole bunch of big shit, all that bullshit 

But you know what? Fuck that shit, you know how I feel? Yo 

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[Nas with chorus] 

I'm never gonna give it up, fuck that 

I made a mil', but that ain't good enough 

Ocean and a beach so I can really live it up 

See, that's the life baby, you got to understand its life baby 

I'm never gonna give it up, fuck that 

I made a mil', but that ain't good enough 

Ocean and a beach so I can really live it up 

See, that's the life baby, you got to understand its life baby 

[Verse 1] 

Uhh... I got the mention and the nice ride 

Platinum chain, and an ice watch 

All this fame in my life's hard 

I entertain, been so many places, see so many different faces 

They look the same from the stages 

After the concert, hours of long work 

Home sick form the role, smoking my lungs hurt 

Even thought now I'm recording songs 

It's better than, when I was pedaling doing wrong 

I brought the crew along, we thuggin 

Fucking married bitches; they go to their husbands 

Bitches ain't shit, we laughing with them 

Can't even role the streets now, without the heat 

I bust the nigga off impost, that shit is weak 

On trial, what I'm gon' tell the judge 

He don't give me no smile, he don't give me no love, nor? the jury 

That's when I need celeb status and the blackness 

This motherfucker's hate rappers, what a life 

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[Chorus: with changes] 

[Verse 2] 

My girl hate when I'm with my boys, think I'm cheating 

Every morning knocking at my door state policeman 

Give him a reason, but I don't give it to him 

They said they heard a disturbance, and I just listen to him 

See, I cooperate until they push me 

Cops hate when you know the law, you ain't pussy - you not fake 

Can't explain how much I miss the block 

When we was slinging with my niggaz, screaming "Fuck the cops!" 

Now when I'm dreaming I can see my dead friends smile 

Wake up, I get some air, hit the mall for a while - pick up some gear 

I'm going to the studio; my engineer put the track up from "out west" 

And he told me spit it clear... Uhh 

Another hit is just made, another album 

So ones again we getting paid, and now we wilding 

Get hype to shoot the video, all in the city yo 

I'm hoping that a nigga blow, but ya don't hear me thought 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3] 

Uhh... the haters say I ain't shit 

Hope I fall, but I can't slip 

Got to ball, got to bank chips 

Old ladies hate my moms cause their kids ate them out to nothing 

Catch my moms on the bench fronting 

I got to stay awake, got to pray today 

Glad I'm still alive, fuck what them haters say 

So many times I ain't wanna rhyme 

Wanted a normal life, when I ain't Nas all the time 

Uhh... so many problems too, do what I got to do 

As long as my moms say, "Boy, I'm proud of you!" 

I keep laying hits, one is never quits 

Plus if I stop, how will I stay legit? 

[Chorus]