K'Naan - Nothing To Lose Lyrics






[Verse 1: K’naan]
Someone called the cops on him
Someone told his pops on him
He was talkin’ crooked
And he had some rocks on him
Tucked, tucked in his socks’s corner
Chucks, chucks and the Charlotte Hornet
Cap when he ‘flow
Then they all surprised on him
Yes he’s a fugee
But he go all Nas on ‘em
Well can’t go pras on ‘em
And he got that crossover
But he from the streets
You don’t cross over
Hut, hut to the block soldiers
Buck, buck to the cop vultures
Nope, no I don’t know pilots
Uh, nigga I know pirates
Violence the islands
Shout out to my idrens
Put your hands up
Like it’s a motherfuckin’ siren

[Hook]
Well I paid all my dues
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Shone a million shoes
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
‘Cause when you got nothing left
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
You got nothing to lose
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Nas]
I used to stand on Vernon and 10
Burnin’ a spliff burner on hip
Wishing to flip a bird
Yac burning my chest
Black certainly I’m dressed
Strictly that army shit
Finish my shift
Pack gone before the dawn hit
Anything I could earn on the strip
Turn it and flip
Watching my back
Cooking that pot
Making it stretch
Discussing with my cliq
Should we duct tape the connect
It’s rough and K’naan knows
He had the same woes
I’m voicing my opinions
I forgot y’all was there
I ain’t know y’all was still listenin’
Be honest I ain’t care
Y’all don’t get my innuendos my interests
Y’all on some simple shit
Thinking I’m preachy
Yeah, my church is the world
Christians sip a cup of this holy water
Stuck at this phony border
It’s custom to enter the main stream
You must front and record
A poorer oratory
Your life story corny
Yo, my Somali niggas know what war be

[Hook]
Well I paid all my dues (paid my dues)
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Shone a million shoes
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
‘Cause when you got nothing left
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
You got nothing to lose
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 3: K’naan]
Remember when niggas said Nas was Somalian
Baseball cap had the tags
Like a yardie and it was written just came out
I was gnarly then
Niggas dreaded seeing me like a Rastafarian
We didn’t know the dresscode though
We was bargainers
The knock off filas with the pumps and cheap cardigans
Niggas looked corny I admit
We was foreigners but this corny kid
Quick send you to the coroners
Y’all know my war story
I won’t repeat it
It’s just injury
My victory’s undefeated
Thought you knew me well
Go back and delete it
I’m in every joint this year
Orthopedic and yes the AK’s are instruments
We do drum ‘em
I’m somewhere between killa and king Solomon
And the shades take half the face
We over stun ‘em and treat obstacles like ass
We overcome ‘em
Man, they really made me do this
I was peaceful like a Buddhist
But then niggas came
And screwed it up like Judas
Now I’m suited up with Lugers, Rugers suddenly intruders
Turn around like hoola hoopers
Fucking losers

[Hook]
Well I paid all my dues
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Shone a million shoes
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
‘Cause when you got nothing left
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
You got nothing to lose
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Outro]
This one’s for the world
This one’s for your girl
This one’s for your Mama
This one’s for your Nana





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  1. J.... C....

    Nas fucking slapped damn 🔥

  2. d.... t....

    Underrated

  3. a.... s....

    I proud you bro keep going

  4. A.... M....

    Jan 5 2020 rexdale and queens bridge somalia ha noolaato

  5. D.... R....

    wow, that last verse was great

  6. c.... j....

    Oh my days this dude got bar's

  7. B.... M....

    Escobar 🔥🔥

  8. R.... S....

    Rick schank search knaan isalitlebootyboy

  9. M.... B....

    Lyrics
    Uh, someone called the cops on him
    Someone told his pops on him
    He was talking crooked and he had some rocks on him
    Tucked, tucked in his socks’ corner
    Chucks, chucks and the Charlotte Hornet
    Cap, when he flowed then they all surprised on him
    Yes, he's a fugee but he go all Nas on ‘em
    Well, can’t go pras on ‘em
    And he got that crossover
    But he from the streets you don’t cross over
    Hut, hut to the block soldiers
    Buck, buck to the cop vultures
    Nope, no I don’t know pilots
    Nigga I know pirates
    Violence the islands
    Shout out to my idrens
    Put your hands up like it’s a mother fuckin’ siren
    Well, I paid all my dues
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    Shone a million shoes
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    ‘Cause when you got nothing left
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    You got nothing to lose
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    I used to stand on Vernon and ten
    Burnin’ a spliff burner on hip
    Wishing to flip a bird, yac burning my chest
    Black certainly I’m dressed
    Strictly that army shit
    Finish my shift
    Pack gone before the dawn hit
    Anything I could earn on the strip
    Turn it and flip
    Watching my back
    Cooking the pot
    Making it stretch
    Discussing with’ my clique
    Should we duct tape the connect
    It’s rough and K’naan knows
    He had the same woes
    I’m voicing my opinions
    I forgot y’all was there
    I ain’t know y’all was still listenin’
    Be honest I ain’t care
    Y’all don’t get my innuendos my interests
    Y’all on some simple shit
    Thinking I’m preachy
    Yeah my church is the world
    Christians sip a cup of this holy water
    Stuck at this phony border
    It’s custom to enter the main stream
    You must front and record
    A poorer oratory
    Your life story corny
    Yo, my Somali niggas know what war be
    We fam'
    Well, I paid all my dues
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    Shone a million shoes
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    ‘Cause when you got nothing left
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    You got nothing to lose
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    Remember when niggas said Nas was Somalian
    Baseball caps had the tags, like a yardie and
    It was written just came out, I was gnarly then
    Niggas dreaded seein’ me like a Rastafarian
    We didn’t know the dress code though we was bargainers
    The knock off Filas, with the pumps and cheap cardigans
    Niggas looked corny I admit, we was foreigners
    But this corny kid, quick to send you to the coroners
    Y’all know my war story, I won’t repeat it
    It’s just injury, my victory’s undefeated
    Thought you knew me well, go back and delete it
    I’m in every joint this year, Orthopedic
    And yes the AK’s are instruments we do drum ‘em
    I’m somewhere between killa and king Solomon
    And the shades take half the face we over stun ‘em
    And treat obstacles like ass we overcome ‘em
    Man, they really made me do this
    I was peaceful like a Buddhist
    But then niggas came and screwed it up like Judas
    Now I’m suited up with Lugers
    Rugers suddenly intruders
    Turn around like hoola hoopers
    Fucking losers
    Well, I paid all my dues
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    Shone a million shoes
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    ‘Cause when you got nothing left
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    You got nothing to lose
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    This one’s for the world
    This one’s for your girl
    This one’s for your mama
    This one’s for your nana

  10. p.... l....

    so less views , why so?

  11. K.... K....

    🙏🙏🙏 My Brother K Naan

  12. S.... D....

    2019 still up

  13. R.... M....

    Nas is gold..

  14. A.... B....

    I am from Somalia 🇸🇴🇸🇴
    I like kenan
    Somalia Hanolato
    Kenan guul

  15. S.... N....

    love from algeria

  16. M.... P....

    Nas be the only rapper I can confidently say can destroy any beat, any beat.

  17. A.... H....

    I. Love

  18. B.... H....

    Niggaz aint even realize Marlo from the wire is in the video LOL.

  19. Y.... K....

    Namibia is watching

  20. E.... S....

    Shout out To k-Naan

  21. A.... A....

    Nas aussi et un somalien🇸🇴🇸🇴🇸🇴🇸🇴🇸🇴

  22. B.... S....

    I was listening to fifa song 2010 than i found my self here ....kanaan has such a talent , im happy and proud that africans have those great singers .... a girl from algeria .

  23. P.... M....

    june 2019!!! lets go! who's still here?

    P.... M....

    I'm here

    Dec - 30 - 2019 😉

  24. T.... R....

    True school 💯💯

  25. B.... V....

    Knaan is the essence of what hip hop started as and should be....respect!!!

  26. P.... P....

    Knaan,awesome rap man

  27. �.... �....

    Nice song I’m proud of u

  28. G.... L....

    Wow they filmed in Toronto. 🇺🇸🇨🇦🇸🇴

  29. M.... M....

    Love Knaan his the real deal

  30. J.... A....

    Respect at you two ✊✊

  31. I.... ....

    2019 this is still one of the best songs I’ve ever heard

  32. R.... S....

    2019
    Still listening
    Miss you Knaan

  33. m.... ....

    Nas always got it !! Godson is the truth, incredible Emcee. K'NAAN represented and sounds different than most artist nowadays who are a carbon copy of one another. They gave us a hot song right here. Thanks.

  34. I.... a....

    One love!

  35. M.... J....

    2019 & We STILL Here 🔥

  36. D.... M....

    Canada/U.S.A

  37. 6.... E....

    Uh, someone called the cops on him
    Someone told his pops on him
    He was talking crooked and he had some rocks on him
    Tucked, tucked in his socks’ corner
    Chucks, chucks and the Charlotte Hornet
    Cap, when he flowed then they all surprised on him
    Yes, he's a fugee but he go all Nas on ‘em
    Well, can’t go pras on ‘em
    And he got that crossover
    But he from the streets you don’t cross over
    Hut, hut to the block soldiers
    Buck, buck to the cop vultures
    Nope, no I don’t know pilots
    Nigga I know pirates
    Violence the islands
    Shout out to my idrens
    Put your hands up like it’s a mother fuckin’ siren

    Well, I paid all my dues
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    Shone a million shoes
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    ‘Cause when you got nothing left
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    You got nothing to lose
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

    I used to stand on Vernon and ten
    Burnin’ a spliff burner on hip
    Wishing to flip a bird, yac burning my chest
    Black certainly I’m dressed
    Strictly that army shit
    Finish my shift
    Pack gone before the dawn hit
    Anything I could earn on the strip
    Turn it and flip
    Watching my back
    Cooking the pot
    Making it stretch
    Discussing with’ my clique
    Should we duct tape the connect
    It’s rough and K’naan knows
    He had the same woes
    I’m voicing my opinions
    I forgot y’all was there
    I ain’t know y’all was still listenin’
    Be honest I ain’t care
    Y’all don’t get my innuendos my interests
    Y’all on some simple shit
    Thinking I’m preachy
    Yeah my church is the world
    Christians sip a cup of this holy water
    Stuck at this phony border
    It’s custom to enter the main stream
    You must front and record
    A poorer oratory
    Your life story corny
    Yo, my Somali niggas know what war be
    We fam'

    Well, I paid all my dues
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    Shone a million shoes
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    ‘Cause when you got nothing left
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    You got nothing to lose
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

    Remember when niggas said Nas was Somalian
    Baseball caps had the tags, like a yardie and
    It was written just came out, I was gnarly then
    Niggas dreaded seein’ me like a Rastafarian
    We didn’t know the dress code though we was bargainers
    The knock off Filas, with the pumps and cheap cardigans
    Niggas looked corny I admit, we was foreigners
    But this corny kid, quick to send you to the coroners
    Y’all know my war story, I won’t repeat it
    It’s just injury, my victory’s undefeated
    Thought you knew me well, go back and delete it
    I’m in every joint this year, Orthopedic
    And yes the AK’s are instruments we do drum ‘em
    I’m somewhere between killa and king Solomon
    And the shades take half the face we over stun ‘em
    And treat obstacles like ass we overcome ‘em
    Man, they really made me do this
    I was peaceful like a Buddhist
    But then niggas came and screwed it up like Judas
    Now I’m suited up with Lugers
    Rugers suddenly intruders
    Turn around like hoola hoopers
    Fucking losers

    Well, I paid all my dues
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    Shone a million shoes
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    ‘Cause when you got nothing left
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    You got nothing to lose
    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    This one’s for the world
    This one’s for your girl
    This one’s for your mama
    This one’s for your nana

  38. B.... M....

    Dope! Nas sounds so smooth

  39. O.... J....

    Who is here 2018 December

  40. M.... M....

    I'm from Somaliland here for K'naan still watching in november 2018

    M.... M....

    No such thing lol

  41. A.... K....

    I really miss this song...i remember that when i was a kid i really love this song and i used to rap this song..eventhough it's 2018 i still love this song

  42. �.... M....

    Keynaan much love ❤❤❤❤

  43. T.... D....

    My guys😜

  44. R.... ....

    You know what's funny he learned English through Nas but not directly from him he used to listen to his music all the time look at him now he's in a song with nas

  45. T.... N....

    Can't forget this song.....so good

  46. w.... s....

    2018 still watching

  47. s.... k....

    Anyone in 2018

  48. M.... 2....

    Yo my man marlo from the wire. Proud to be Somali and knaan keep doing big things bro I see you rapping with Nas the greatest rapper to ever touch the mic 🇸🇴🇺🇸

  49. M.... O....

    proud to be somali knaan

  50. W.... N....

    This video deserves more views 🔥🔥🔥

  51. j.... a....

    Thank you Nas for this song i usually love your music.

  52. N.... H....

    NAS will always be NAS

  53. R.... S....

    2018 who here?

  54. S.... S....

    Someone called the cops on him
    Someone told his pops on him
    He was talkin’ crooked
    And he had some rocks on him
    Tucked, tucked in his socks’s corner
    Chucks, chucks and the Charlotte Hornet
    Cap when he ‘flow
    Then they all surprised on him
    Yes he’s a fugee
    But he go all Nas on ‘em
    Well can’t go pras on ‘em
    And he got that crossover
    But he from the streets
    You don’t cross over
    Hut, hut to the block soldiers
    Buck, buck to the cop vultures
    Nope, no I don’t know pilots
    Uh, nigga I know pirates
    Violence the islands
    Shout out to my idrens
    Put your hands up
    Like it’s a motherfuckin’ siren

    [Hook]
    Well I paid all my dues
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    Shone a million shoes
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    ‘Cause when you got nothing left
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    You got nothing to lose
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

    [Verse 2: Nas]
    I used to stand on Vernon and 10
    Burnin’ a spliff burner on hip
    Wishing to flip a bird
    Yac burning my chest
    Black certainly I’m dressed
    Strictly that army shit
    Finish my shift
    Pack gone before the dawn hit
    Anything I could earn on the strip
    Turn it and flip
    Watching my back
    Cooking that pot
    Making it stretch
    Discussing with my cliq
    Should we duct tape the connect
    It’s rough and K’naan knows
    He had the same woes
    I’m voicing my opinions
    I forgot y’all was there
    I ain’t know y’all was still listenin’
    Be honest I ain’t care
    Y’all don’t get my innuendos my interests
    Y’all on some simple shit
    Thinking I’m preachy
    Yeah, my church is the world
    Christians sip a cup of this holy water
    Stuck at this phony border
    It’s custom to enter the main stream
    You must front and record
    A poorer oratory
    Your life story corny
    Yo, my Somali niggas know what war be

    [Hook]
    Well I paid all my dues (paid my dues)
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    Shone a million shoes
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    ‘Cause when you got nothing left
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    You got nothing to lose
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

    [Verse 3: K’naan]
    Remember when niggas said Nas was Somalian
    Baseball cap had the tags
    Like a yardie and it was written just came out
    I was gnarly then
    Niggas dreaded seeing me like a Rastafarian
    We didn’t know the dresscode though
    We was bargainers
    The knock off filas with the pumps and cheap cardigans
    Niggas looked corny I admit
    We was foreigners but this corny kid
    Quick send you to the coroners
    Y’all know my war story
    I won’t repeat it
    It’s just injury
    My victory’s undefeated
    Thought you knew me well
    Go back and delete it
    I’m in every joint this year
    Orthopedic and yes the AK’s are instruments
    We do drum ‘em
    I’m somewhere between killa and king Solomon
    And the shades take half the face
    We over stun ‘em and treat obstacles like ass
    We overcome ‘em
    Man, they really made me do this
    I was peaceful like a Buddhist
    But then niggas came
    And screwed it up like Judas
    Now I’m suited up with Lugers, Rugers suddenly intruders
    Turn around like hoola hoopers
    Fucking losers

    [Hook]
    Well I paid all my dues
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    Shone a million shoes
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    ‘Cause when you got nothing left
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    You got nothing to lose
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

    [Outro]
    This one’s for the world
    This one’s for your girl
    This one’s for your Mama
    This one’s for your Nana

  55. k.... a....

    I just love this guy 💝

  56. W.... M....

    "And yes the AK’s are instruments we do drum ‘em"
    underrated rap is the new thing now. Go back and recognize. Hip-Hop Hip-Hop Hip-Hop Hip-Hop Hip-Hop!

  57. G.... 1....

    Got nothin to lose

  58. K.... p....

    Kenya is paradise on Earth..

  59. A.... N....

    Play the K'naan Quiz

    "Nothing To Lose"
    (feat. Nas)

    [Verse 1: K’naan]
    Someone called the cops on him
    Someone told his pops on him
    He was talkin’ crooked
    And he had some rocks on him
    Tucked, tucked in his socks’s corner
    Chucks, chucks and the Charlotte Hornet
    Cap when he ‘flow
    Then they all surprised on him
    Yes he’s a fugee
    But he go all Nas on ‘em
    Well can’t go pras on ‘em
    And he got that crossover
    But he from the streets
    You don’t cross over
    Hut, hut to the block soldiers
    Buck, buck to the cop vultures
    Nope, no I don’t know pilots
    Uh, nigga I know pirates
    Violence the islands
    Shout out to my idrens
    Put your hands up
    Like it’s a motherfuckin’ siren

    [Hook]
    Well I paid all my dues
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    Shone a million shoes
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    ‘Cause when you got nothing left
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    You got nothing to lose
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

    [Verse 2: Nas]
    I used to stand on Vernon and 10
    Burnin’ a spliff burner on hip
    Wishing to flip a bird
    Yac burning my chest
    Black certainly I’m dressed
    Strictly that army shit
    Finish my shift
    Pack gone before the dawn hit
    Anything I could earn on the strip
    Turn it and flip
    Watching my back
    Cooking that pot
    Making it stretch
    Discussing with my cliq
    Should we duct tape the connect
    It’s rough and K’naan knows
    He had the same woes
    I’m voicing my opinions
    I forgot y’all was there
    I ain’t know y’all was still listenin’
    Be honest I ain’t care
    Y’all don’t get my innuendos my interests
    Y’all on some simple shit
    Thinking I’m preachy
    Yeah, my church is the world
    Christians sip a cup of this holy water
    Stuck at this phony border
    It’s custom to enter the main stream
    You must front and record
    A poorer oratory
    Your life story corny
    Yo, my Somali niggas know what war be

    [Hook]
    Well I paid all my dues (paid my dues)
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    Shone a million shoes
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    ‘Cause when you got nothing left
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    You got nothing to lose
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

    [Verse 3: K’naan]
    Remember when niggas said Nas was Somalian
    Baseball cap had the tags
    Like a yardie and it was written just came out
    I was gnarly then
    Niggas dreaded seeing me like a Rastafarian
    We didn’t know the dresscode though
    We was bargainers
    The knock off filas with the pumps and cheap cardigans
    Niggas looked corny I admit
    We was foreigners but this corny kid
    Quick send you to the coroners
    Y’all know my war story
    I won’t repeat it
    It’s just injury
    My victory’s undefeated
    Thought you knew me well
    Go back and delete it
    I’m in every joint this year
    Orthopedic and yes the AK’s are instruments
    We do drum ‘em
    I’m somewhere between killa and king Solomon
    And the shades take half the face
    We over stun ‘em and treat obstacles like ass
    We overcome ‘em
    Man, they really made me do this
    I was peaceful like a Buddhist
    But then niggas came
    And screwed it up like Judas
    Now I’m suited up with Lugers, Rugers suddenly intruders
    Turn around like hoola hoopers
    Fucking losers

    [Hook]
    Well I paid all my dues
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    Shone a million shoes
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    ‘Cause when you got nothing left
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
    You got nothing to lose
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

    [Outro]
    This one’s for the world
    This one’s for your girl
    This one’s for your Mama
    This one’s for your Nana

  60. r.... s....

    march 2018 any 1??🤔🤔😁😁

  61. S.... t....

    2018 anyone?

  62. I.... ....

    Anyone in 2018?

  63. V.... C....

    2018, still it's dope✌🏾

  64. J.... ....

    Nas international A1 respect bro nasty nas from somalia big up knaan both of ya my bros from my other mama. Respect

  65. R.... R....

    Many many times i listen this song but i love this song & it's my favourite song thnx k'naan luv u from india

  66. P.... R....

    to be a pirate first you have to be a sailor (not everyone can be a sailor).

  67. t.... p....

    Toronto <3

  68. D.... K....

    That last verse is dope

  69. R.... B....

    the one and only my hero keep your head up

  70. M.... H....

    Stafrolah

  71. V.... C....

    I became of fan of this guy... all his songs where cool

  72. I.... S....

    Still love this jam in 2017 #GangstaShit

  73. Y.... H....

    It's rough/ruff and K'naan/kanine knows/nose

  74. A.... A....

    Heestan subtitle keeda ayaan rabaa yaa haya mahadsanis

    A.... A....

    Ahmed Abdi Haa sxp Google ka ku qor wad helesa

    A.... A....

    Ahmed Abdi nothing to lose baa layidhaahdaa

    A.... A....

    It's called lyrics and not subtitles

  75. A.... B....

    Somalia stand up

  76. T.... B....

    Niiiiiice

  77. A.... F....

    mmmmmm songis

  78. T.... A....

    y'all boys be Hattin on d block

  79. T.... A....

    y'all d boys be gettin yo ass punctured but y'all cats be get in aids in da ass y'all get that's shit

  80. C.... T....

    Its beautiful to see Pan Africanist being exercised.
    Many Americans (blacks) love to see our brothers and sisters worldwide share the stage with each other showing the truths between people.... big ups to Naseer & Knaan bless

  81. W.... M....

    Very very special song, the memory created was dead on, will cherish this particular one

  82. P.... P....

    true samolian

  83. A.... ....

    He should make a comeback!

  84. H.... M....

    brother Kn'an we luv yu

    H.... M....

    Hamse Mohammed

  85. J.... F....

    Man the verses are real fire, but the hook is so lame...

  86. K.... T....

    2017 anyone??? am i alone here????

  87. N.... N....

    thank you nas for supporting us somali❤❤💋

  88. N.... N....

    thank you nas for supporting us somali❤❤💋

  89. K.... ....

    Shout out to k' naan love from Ethiopia East Africa stand up!!

  90. M.... C....

    this is the real shit I wanna hear I fuck with nas he is a living legend and knaan is ma family

  91. R.... E....

    Will the true Africans please stand up

  92. �.... �....

    I don't know about nas but diddy & alica keys they look sooo Somalian 😆

  93. J.... T....

    Remember this used to bang on MTV hits in the morning before school ..

  94. S.... L....

    i love this Song. K'nan is a big rapper and N@s is the one... Big up to african serious rapper. il love good music

  95. m.... l....

    beautiful music !

  96. P.... G....

    K'Naan has lyrics, but he has no flow. His MCing to Nas', is like checkers to chess.

    P.... G....

    Philly G he killed this shit.

    P.... G....

    K’naan has no flow?? Lol... lay off the crack pipe and you’ll get it

  97. O.... S....

    Proud of you brother K'naan every where you go you are a symbol of peace. Omar from Seattle