Animal Instinct lyrics

by

Nas


[Intro: Havoc]
No doubt
Yo, yo
You know how we did on The Infamous album, right?
Aight
Well, we gon' do it again, son
Yo

[Verse 1: Havoc]
Laid up in the cut, watch these rap n*ggas f*ck you up
Dig in shorty guts, get the b*tch to set you up
It's the most trifle, 41st Side disciples
Take kindness for a weakness, so I won't be so kind to
n*ggas comin' through, I gave you birth, kid, I'm sonnin' you
The Infamous got PC for days
We runnin' through townships, f*ckin' sh*t
Kid, we down sh*t
Hustle mad bricks, Queensbridge, no doubt, rep the clique
9-6, droppin' wild on some Benzes
Some next sh*t, crash bar, ask the God
I remember when loadin' up the gats, beef settlin'
Ghetto peddling the Sonder, shorty dead again
Songs about we all around the NC
Cop the E series, jealous ones envy
Hate to see me but got the nerve to wanna be me
I bleach blind 'em, you can't see like Stevie
I'm on TV, Vidbox and all that
Still in the Bridge, now what's f*ckin' with that?
[Verse 2: Prodigy]
To all my Mobb crimey, money-hungry and grimy
Mobb sheisty, Godfather III, and Gotti
Rapper Noyd, Ty Maxx, and Ty Nitty
Scarface and Gambino, New York City
It's P live and direct, stab the neck
Icepick bloodied up your whole entire sh*t
Live sh*t, one-nine-nine-six, ask your b*tch
My crew run wild, snatch chains and bracelets
Your time's wasted for figuring P
There's two sides of me
Snake n*ggas obviously
You get lumped somethin' horribly and then we calmly
Guzzle Spumantely and Dom Pérignonly
Move through crowds, overproof the f*ck out
After God drinks, had to shoot our f*ckin' way out
Sparks flyin', n*ggas dyin', b*tches cryin' and shout
Mobb n*ggas to the exit, we out

[Verse 3: Ty Nitty]
9-6 load up the clips, the Infamous apocalypse
QBC on the L-I-E and sippin' Hennessey
And Remy, V-S-O-P, Ty Nitty jiggy
Eyes forever chinky, up in the Marriott
Tons of hydro, black tuxedo, lay low
The five-oh-migos, the gigolo, what, n*gga?
[Verse 4: Twin Gambino]
My technique, official white meat
Internal bleeding, he felt heat, then cold feet
QBC committee, Ty Nitty, hit the safe
The Filipinos had mad ice and gold plates
We escape, ain't no turnin' back to Stat
Pushin' back-to-back Acs, gettin' cheddar
Drug smugglin' tristate, castin' faith
We don't hesitate, we regulate and evaluate, cut the cake

[Chorus]
My crew worthy, blood, sweat, and tears
And dirty gears for years, extort n*ggas and drink beers
Tired of livin' life this way, crime pay
But for how long 'til you reach your downfall?
Thug n*ggas surround y'all, four pound y'all
Animal instinct, these n*ggas gettin' clapped on instinct
I'm tired of livin' life this way, crime pay
But for how long 'til you reach your downfall?
My crew worthy, blood, sweat, and tears
And dirty gears for years, extort n*ggas and drink beers
Tired of livin' life this way, crime pay
But for how long 'til you reach your downfall?
Thug n*ggas surround y'all, four pound y'all
Animal instinct, these n*ggas gettin' clapped on instinct
I'm tired of livin' life this way, crime pay
But for how long 'til you reach your downfall, n*gga?
[Outro]
Motherf*cker, word up
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