笨小笨Success (Album Version|Edited)歌词由Jay-Z&Nas演唱，出自专辑《American Gangster》，下面是《Success (Album Version|Edited)》完整版歌词！
Success (Album Version|Edited)歌词完整版
Success (Album Version|Edited) - Jay-Z/Nas
Lyrics by：Shawn Carter/Ernest Wilson/Nasir Jones/Larry Ellis
Composed by：Shawn Carter/Ernest Wilson/Nasir Jones/Larry Ellis
Produced by：NO-ID/Jermaine Dupri
Your success took a shot at you
What are you going to do now
How are you gonna kill it
You're gonna become unsuccessful frank
You can be successful and have enemies
Be unsuccessful too and even have friends
I got these breezy don't worry about it
Let that breathe
I used to give a now I give a less
What do I think of success it sucks too much stress
I guess I blew up quick
'Cause friends I grew up with
See me as a premie but I'm not and my nuts big
I don't know what the fuss is my career is illustrious
My rep is impeccable I'm not to be with with
Let that breathe
I'm way too important to be talking about extorting
Asking me for a portion's like asking for a coffin
Broad daylight I'll off your on switch
You're not too bright goodnight long kiss
Bye bye my reply blah blah
Blast then pass to ty ty
Finish my breakfast why
I got an appetite for destruction and you're a small fry
Now where was I
Let that breathe
I used to give a now
I don't give a more
Truth be told I had more fun when I was piss poor
Pissed off this what success is all about
A bunch of niggas acting like with big mouths
All this stress all I got is this big house
Couple of cars I don't bring half of them out
All of this ace of spade I drink just to piss out
Mean I like the taste could've saved myself 6 hours
How many times can I go to Mr Chow's tao's nobu
Hold up let me move my bowels
I'll on y'all OG tell these boys
Y'all ain't got on my aoww
I got watches I ain't seen in months
Apartment at the trump I only slept in once
Said hova was over such dummies
Even if I fell I'll land on a bunch of money
Y'all ain't got nothing for me
Nas let that breathe
Breathe breathe
Success McLaren women staring
My villain appearance
Sacred blood of a king and my vein ain't spilling
Ghetto Othello Sugar Hill Romello
Camaro driven I climax from paper
Then ask why is life worth living
Is it to hunt for the that you want
To receive's great but I lust giving
The best jewelers wanna make my things
I make Jacob on lorraine just to make me a chain
Mentioned on one love
Came home to the paper in hand
Ain't gotta brag about the feds young man
Old cribs I sold y'all drive by like monuments
Google earth nas I got flats in other continents
Worst enemies wanna be my best friends
Best friends wanna be enemies like that's what's in
But I don't give a walk inside the lion's den
Take everybody's chips 'bout to cash them in
Up your catalog dog mine's worth too much
Like Mike Jacks Atv pub Mottola can't touch
Let this breathe ha heh
Let this breathe breathe breathe
