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Nas, Salaam Remi, Scarlett, Nas featuring Scarlett, Nas feat. Scarlett - Sekou Story (Explicit Album Version)

Sekou Story
Nas, Salaam Remi, Scarlett, Nas featuring Scarlett, Nas feat. Scarlett
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[Nas:]
Uh, I knew a few pharmacists, fuck frozen,
They kept pneumonias on their arms and wrists.
The main dude, Sekou, face look hard as shit,
Remember like yesterday, they were the kings of ecstacy,
Kept sellin' it, he blends in everywhere, has a mixed heritage,
Bitches let him hit on the reg, waterbed seats in his car,
All red Ferrari; Florida where we met at a redlight,
Homeboy bumpin' my old shit,
They wildin' with some freaks from the islands,
Piled in behind him, limousine, Benz.
He shouted, ‘Nas, roll with us!'
I'm bored so I followed him.
Nikki Beach, here's where the scene begins,
He put me on to Dawn, nice ass with a set of mean twins,
Had a pocket full of cash, Sekou wasn't lettin' me spend,
I was there for the weekend, packed and prepared for anything,
Then he brings me to his castle in Coconut Grove.
War stories about dudes both of us know,
Never heard drunken words spoken so slow.
A year go by, the nigga was fly,
Prada shoes, a lotta jewelry, stayed high,
Got a call, he's in NY,
Needs a couple of G's till tomorrow, I dips by.
Four Seasons, where he's at,
Greets me with a smile, told him, ‘Here, keep that'.
Next week got a call from his wife,
Said somebody done took son life,
She said...

[Scarlett:]
Who gon' hold me down now, hold me down now?
Tell me that, huh?! Who gon' hold me down now?
Who gon' hold me down now? Who gon' hold me down?
Tell me that, huh?! Who gon' hold me down now?

Forget about them other dudes, they talkin' to me rude
‘Cause I always knew the truth, they hated Sekou.
H2 full of holes, the drove him off the road,
Left him there on Biscayne, clothes stained with his brain.
My soul shattered, my man's toe's tagged up,
Arrangement's a closed casket.
See now a ho has to maintain with his fake gang,
Sheddin' fake tears, I won't have it,
Look, this kid's Jamaican, half Hatian, half Asian.
Brag about how the streets needed a changin',
Son, you the only one a bitch could call,
You remind me of my dude, help me get them all.

Disciple, disciple, disciple,
You remind me of my dude, help me get them all.
Disciple, disciple, disciple,
You remind me of my dude, help me get them all.

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