Squeeze lyrics

[Intro: Nas]
Squeeze!
Squeezin' on ya; real n*ggas creepin' on ya

[Verse 1: Nas]
I got cream, some ganja trees, and fronto leaves
Honda bikes, diamond dykes, rubbin' me, lovin' me
Don't let my seed hear this, cover her ears
Real sh*t; no surrender, no fear, we pioneers
Of all this ice sh*t, biscuits, and tight whips, rims
Bangin' blends in the S-Class, half a thousand
Slap pounds with cats who shot down sh*t
Real n*ggas who stay around chips, and down Cris
Sips of Henny; chicks who bless you, finessin' it, professional
Slob with ice cubes, just like Vanessa do
Reppin Q, smoke amazing Thai
sh*t that givin' you triple Asian eye
Yeah, b*tch, a n*gga stayin' fly
From tube socks and Timbs, to blue rocks, a Benz
Who got the ends?
The type'll make 2Pac pretend
To all n*ggas who shine; yes, who got revenge
I won't showboat, my flow choke you
And if it don't, the fo' fo'll smoke you
Left your seed reminiscin' on ya
MC's I'm p*ssin' on ya
Shine cause my chips are longer
It's gremlins I'm sic'n on ya
Shots your dodgin'
While Esco could rock the whole f*ckin' Garden
Real n*ggas always gon' play this sh*t..