conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Make The World Go Round with the following description: “Make the World Go Round” is a collaboration between Nas, Chris Brown, and The Game that appears on Nas' July 2008 album Untitled. On the track, the artists discuss their hood origins, relationship with marijuana, status in hip hop, and love for money. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Nas]
  Oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh-oh-oh-oh
  Yeah
  [Verse 1: Nas]
  Laced at Macy's, don't have it, a hatred addict
  I need faces mad with frowns when I'm around, or I'm wastin' fabric
  I don't feel great until my plush pieces cause you to suck your teeth
  So mean-muggin' on my clean-thuggin' mean nothin'
  Women, dream I'm your husband
  I'm Alex Pushkin, the Black poetry-writin' Russian,
   ice disgustin'
  I started bling, how could you question my direction
  Or my Tom Ford collection?
   Gangstas two-steppin'
  You hate me, should thank me
  But lately, I burn so much trees, I keep environmentalists angry
  I'm a rare dude, I'm a wonder
  Your best success is my worst blunder
  Y'all livin' trendy on pennies, I cop plenty Fendi
  Vivienne Westwood, I'm good
  Get the whole Trump Tower top floor for the hood
  Dre and Cool (
  This is
  ), we ridin' heavy
  NY to Miami 'cause
  [Chorus: Chris Brown, 
  Nas
  ]
  We make the world go 'round
  Now let's toast to the hustlers
  We make the world go 'round
  Tell the hustlers, toast to the gangstas
  We make the world go 'round
  Tell the gangstas to toast to the ballers
  We make the world go 'round
  And tell the ballers, pour a glass for all us
  We make the world go 'round [Verse 2: The Game, 
  Chris Brown
  ]
  I see the haters on the floor jockin' my swag
  I'm poppin' Ralph Lauren tags and pourin' champagne inside a Polo glass
  Model bitches rollin' grass, Escobar unfoldin' cash
  Toastin' with my entourage, went from robbin' armored cars
  To all my stars, red carpet to the L'Ermitage
  We throwin' red dice at the Mirage
  I pull that red Lamborghini on twenties out my garage
  Set up shop in South Beach like Khaled and Terror Squad (
  We The Best!
  )
  Big pimpin', top down, chrome spinnin'
  Top Gun, Tom Cruise tucked inside my Gucci linen
  No ****, just Romo
  You tryna shine, I put the nine on your jersey for promo
  Jessica Simpson, that's so-so
  Nick want his (
  Baby back
  ), but that's Loso
  Tell Hawaii Five-O to catch me at the Pro Bowl
  On the field, diamonds chokin' the jockey on my Polo
  CB, let 'em know though
  [Chorus: Chris Brown, 
  Nas
  ]
  We make the world go 'round
  Tell the hustlers, toast to the gangstas
  We make the world go 'round
  Tell the gangstas to toast to the ballers
  We make the world go 'round
  And tell the ballers, pour a glass for all us
  We make the world go 'round [Bridge: Chris Brown]
  We make the world go 'round
  From my town to your town
  We on top, no stoppin' us now
  We got Patrón, the ballers two-stepping
  Ladies on the floor and all 'em two-stepping
  From L.A. to Harlem, two-steppin'
  (From L.A. to Harlem, two-steppin')
  So iced out, it's easy to point them haters out
  [Verse 3: Nas]
  We start with Bellini's and end with Patrón shots
  H. Lorenzo, belt buckle from Chrome Heart
  A-Life tag popper, it'd be sad not to walk out the store with bags
  Worth a hundred cash, shoppin'
  Violence only when have to, have to swell you up
  Prefer peach Schnaps, Perrier-Jouët, a vanilla dutch
  Mets cap, that's Queens, I'm a vet
  Bet that three hundred carats the average up on the neck, black
  Paid the cost, be the boss, Black Caesar floss
  Weekends at the Venetian, pull up in that black Porsche
  Top down, new fashion
  Seein' me's like seein' through the lens of Helmut Newton's camera light flashin'
  And I'm laughin', my plaques' from album sales
  Y'all is ringtone platinum, but ninety-nine cents adds up
  I don't hate 'em, I congratulate 'em
  The new young Prince with young Mike Jackson on the same track
  What? [Chorus: Nas, 
  Chris Brown
  ]
  Now let's toast to the hustlers
  We make the world go 'round
  Tell the hustlers, toast to the gangstas
  We make the world go 'round
  Tell the gangstas to toast to the ballers
  We make the world go 'round
  And tell the ballers, pour a glass for all us
  We make the world go 'round
  [Outro]
  Oh, oh, oh
  Oh-oh