Artist: Nas Album: Streets Disciple (Disc 2, Track 12) Released: November 30, 2004 Label: Columbia Records Sony Music Entertainment

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Andre Nickatina - Ayo For Yayo Lyrics: OK... got some for me? Yeah, yeah, listen to the story I'm about to tell Another tale about that yayo Little girl once innocent and sweet 14 introduced to the street Started from weed, big smoke outs Before you could exhale, blunt in your mouth Sham, Nay, blew you blew Now you need something else to do A new high to try, a new place to go Introduced to the yay to the yo House full of girls, old and young Playin it the table takin one on ones Use dollar bills just to snort the lines You see the big girls do it so of Course it's fine Cocaine enforced on your mind Now blow, then they blow in ya time Let's go (Chorus 2X) Ayo for yayo Walk around with yayo, all in my nasal I must have been craze yo Chompin and compin kicks some blind people with they fits Where you fit? Fillmore Street is where you sit Don't go in the house till you move a zip Worked a day and night shift To stay awake, a nigga might sniff Not too much cuz you might slip Instead of 28, you cookin 26 Keep a gat in the pack in the sock Take a couple of tubes, then it's back to the block Back to the service out the sack Experimentin with that salt, what about that crack, huh? One try, another try without a doubt Papered out, always at the powder house Day time, night time, nigga powdered out Coulda been a papered up power house (Chorus 2X) Ayo for yayo Walk around with yayo, all in my nasal I must have been craze yo Like you and I, super high, like superfly One more line, one more rhyme like Peruvian fine I can keep you down, or get you high You like the blow, like boston george, You want some more, for you and your whores? I kick off wars, and get behind walls And corporate doors, executive nose sore Rich man, high, eight balls and quarters They call me, placin they orders Bring me across the border, buyin the cake Before I'm sold, they take a taste Snortin, have it, not with affordin Some use me, strictly out of boredom I hooked people before man, I warned them I took many people out before them Doin my job, connected wit the mob Got President Bush, Whitney, and Bob Many others all walks of life have one on ones with me every night (Chorus 4X) Ayo for yayo Walk around with yayo, all in my nasal I must have been craze yo That's some good coke