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letra de hot lanta - n.i.n.a. (tha row)

intro: [kurupt]
who dat? ‘sup nina for real ‘sup nina we gon’ keep it real gangsta the gangsta hour (hour) ‘sup nina

[n.i.n.a.]
she the one you thought would never do a solo lp yeah now what chick could outsell me (what chick) drama comes in dozens and i know you love it (you love it) a rose is still a rose so i rose above it (yeah) the more that they see the woman got a mind of her own the less that they want a part of my throne it figures but the more they compare me to the ones they could own they know they never should have left me alone i’m bigga no doubt money came gave my jesus up treat me like david blaine and freeze me up let me address the issue i’m super not superficial spoil me the only statement i’m makin’ is royalties (rock the dollars) 7 digits never under my bank account hold numbers like your phone number plus area code (area code) gamble with your career go ahead chance her see what happened with scrubs on my records deserve answers

chorus: [kurupt]
hands high throw back everybody let’s get toe back y’all know how the west coast roll y’all know y’all trip when y’all seen her atlanta georgia where you at give it up for my homegirl nina hands high throw back and everybody lets get toe back

[n.i.n.a.]
whole bunch of names on your credit in pubs tryin’ to be loved i’m 30 mill and a fan club (and a fan club) what you got signed for i spent on some rugs dvd’s and tv’s and that’s just in the car borderline g*nius scientists swear by me imagine einstein in carmen jones’ body gave you auditions (mtv) they say i’m a gymnast in business my summersault your positions waste not whatnot i don’t want your nuttin’ on top she’s hot no discussion (yeah) i’m a diva teacher (to the rap game) here when it started i’ll be here when it change started more careers than quincy jones other rap chicks actin’ funny since she’s home do it again and again expect her to left eye you expect me to respect you too

chorus

[juvenile]
i’m bigger than the rest of you cats i’m straight gutter i dabbed now ho get lost in this motherf-cker a man gon’ stand on his own feet in due time i recall from my rank i refuse to lose mine tell ’em we don’t want the poor stuff the devil is men and he been hatin’ us in many ways over the years back when we first started sippin’ the beers and sniffin’ the c0ke most of the big timers were the n-ggas with dope whenever we went clubbin’ rock hard it was grown n-ggas sold cd’s out their trunk get anyone what you want believe they had that idea was lookin’ for fun my people kept a connect on the pieces and punk see it ain’t about bein’ judged i care about s-x it’s ’bout knowin’ when to talk and who you gon’ f-ck with also knowin’ what it means to be a frontline soldier because in one blink of an eye it’s over

chorus

[kurupt]
hands high throw back atlanta georgia where you at (where you at) give it up to my homegirl nina hands high throw back everybody lets get toe back

- n i n a tha row

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