yo yo
check em out|it's the new A5s you got to rock em
they even put a zone in the league to try to stop him
hes the answer and the problem you don't want it with the
that boy go the hole and take punishment
the young boss of the cross for 4 quarters
and from 3-point land he's all water
matter fact call him the king the way he breaks down the defense
it's likes he got the call on a string
and he will blow by you fast
pentatrate and dish it high off or let it go high off the glass
all you need is a pair of these nothing else
your heistation is stopping and papa be something else,
track master and j to the par
i keep an x-tra pair in my car
in case you wanna take it to the park
high percentage i'ma make it from the arc
take it from the heart ( laugh)
this is kiss talking to you
the A5 limited edition
reebok brought them to you
uh even on the court we stay fly
Jada and AI you make sure you go get the A5s
even on the court we stay fly
I just wanna thank y'all for takin' the time to listen
I appreciate that
Yo, regular TV to cable from bouncin' label to label
Just tryin' to get the horse outta the stable
Was once part of a dynasty, well, least I was tryin' to be
Think it was the time in my life when I was findin' me
Sittin' in the spot with the dimes
Willin' to do anything just to be a Bad Boy at the time
Then I rolled the dices, nah, the money didn't add up
But just that whole experience, it was priceless
No free rides to the bank
On top of that was the untimely demise of Frank B.I.
Then the 'No Way Out' tour, we was smokin' outdoor
Made eighty stacks off Cee-Lo that without tour
Videotaped it all, I still watch it now
I traveled the world, learned how to rock a crowd
It ain't much but it beats poor things that I've been through
Is all I can speak for
I can only speak for the things that I've been through
I can only speak for the things that I've been through
Now I'm on Ruff Ryder, Interscope
Same shit partnership, joint venture fifty, fifty, same split
Jimmy put the money up, two singles off of 'We Are The Streets'
Then after that seemed like he was done with us but it wasn't over yet
Styles had a plan from the jump
Which was to come out with my solo
Next thing's a little better
These the niggas that I been doin' it wit forever
Next, so I'm like whatever
The first album dropped, promotion was hella
Every stage I rocked, the performance was stella
Had the whole world ready to ride or die for me
And I wasn't platinum, I was just side money
X was bringin' in the moollah
I was in the hood in the kitchen wit the digital ruler
I can't tell you 'bout the evil men do
I can only speak for the things that I've been through
I can only speak for the things that I've been through
I can only speak for the things that I've been through
As far as the LOX, we all fine, cellar is all wine
Selfish for me to say Rocfella is all mine
'Cause it ain't, I'm just a another employee that's on line
Tryin' to get my act together and do it one more time
Twenty one guns salute with all nines
And I know it's on me to make sure that we all shine
Gotta fall back, let the weed contact your mind
Confined bullshit in any contract you sign
But if you from the streets though, it's plenty of loop holes to eat yo'
Once they let you in you're supposed to keep doe
But I can't give you the formula, I'm on it though
Expect the worst, the outcome is enormous, though
Stay humble, still keep your heat for insurance though
Things that I been through to get it weren't normal yo'
Yeah, this is what my heart beats for
Things that I've been through is all that I can speak for
I can only speak for the things that I've been through
Now we shinin' hard just like we wanna do
Grindin' day and night so we can kick off our shoes
And live a glamorous life, look what we made it too
We some real life bosses, got 'em lookin' at you
We grind hard, oh, to play harder, oh
We touch the stars, oh, that's what they call us, oh
We grind hard, oh, to buy the mall up, oh
We grind hard, oh, to play harder, harder
Yo, 24/7, 365
if we ain't breaking them down Then we letting them fly
no, never I, always we
I came in the game dividing the pies by three
Then we got famished so we set standards
Very similar to the ten crack commandments
Some couldn't take it, others got lost and couldn't make it
We wanted to floss but couldn't fake it
The hood embraced it, the rest is basic
No need to rush, be extra patient
The new 4 door Porsche is extra spacious
Same entourage, no extra faces
Hands down the best, no explanations
And to the top is the next destination
And there ain't no time outs
Death is the only time we gon' sign out
So we gon' grind out
Now we shinin' hard just like we wanna do
Grindin' day and night so we can kick off our shoes
And live a glamorous life, look what we made it too
We some real life bosses, got 'em lookin' at you
We grind hard, oh, to play harder, oh
We touch the stars, oh, that's what they call us, oh
We grind hard, oh, to buy the mall up, oh
We grind hard, oh, to play harder, harder
Yo, top 5 dead or alive's what they consider 'em
Soon as them things come in we get rid of 'em
More money, more problems, gotta live with 'em
Only thing they care about is what you givin' them
Not the energy that you wasted in the game
Or the tears that trickle down your face from the pain
The time your jaw cracked you wasted the cane
Had to do two shifts to make it the same
That all changed soon as you tasted the fame
And it was all worth it after you made you a name
Thanks to our Heavenly Father
We fly on the jet now instead of the charter
Leave a nice tip in the front for the gardener
Do a lot of listenin' so we stay smarter
Everybody's a hero when they get scarred up
It's my ball, check it up, y'all better guard up, let's go
Now we shinin' hard just like we wanna do
Grindin' day and night so we can kick off our shoes
And live a glamorous life, look what we made it too
We some real life bosses, got 'em lookin' at you
We grind hard, oh, to play harder, oh
We touch the stars, oh, that's what they call us, oh
We grind hard, oh, to buy the mall up, oh
We grind hard, oh, to play harder, harder
When we stepped out of the car
The whole damn world's lookin' at us
'Cause they knew what's wrong before
Now we ain't hurt no more
You can bring me the bill, I'll sign my name
Now we're flyin' private planes and such
Lookin' like a million bucks
You can't tell me nothin'
Now we shinin' hard just like we wanna do
Grindin' day and night so we can kick off our shoes
And live a glamorous life, look what we made it too
We some real life bosses, got 'em lookin' at you
We grind hard, oh, to play harder, oh
We touch the stars, oh, that's what they call us, oh
We grind hard, oh, to buy the mall up, oh
[Hook - Flashy]
All my niggaz all my bitches
get high get drunk get wild buck fool
you know my style get crunk
bitches bounce niggaz bounce
let me give you that funk shit blunt shit
while I make you bang it out your trunk
[Verse 1 - DMX]
You cats, talk slick but walk quick when the dog hit
The dog hits coming back to the raw shit
Aww shit they done let me back out the gate
back out to tape back out to rape
Back off the chains so please back out the way
Before I blow ya back out with this fuckin AK
Don't give a fuck what a nigga say no matter who he sound like
Make sure you know what the rain is but its gonna be coming down like
cats and dogs hold up it is cats and dogs
keep fucking with the dog its gonna be cats in the morgue
twenty- two million sold lets keep it real
most y'all killers ain't even twenty- two years old
Aint never felt the cold wet behind the ears
know what real pain is cried real tears
I go hard bogard and stand my ground
Fuck y'all niggaz it's how its goin down baby
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Jadakiss]
It just don't look right
Bullshit coke don't cook right
The judge ain't throwin the book right
Should thank the lord that you blew up softy
Don't talk greasy you grew up off me
I ain't letting go of the block
and if I get a good enough grip I ain't lettin go of the lock
If I happen to pinched I ain't goin to shock
I'm gonna to get aquatinted with niggaz in general pop
Stop but don't hate 'cause everybody got a lil blood to donate
Thugs'll go ape the women'll come around
shortly after that is when the jealousy sets in then they'll shut it down
It's just raspy nothin on the neck wrist ware just classy
no way I'm letting this money just get past me
When all I had to do in the first place from the beginning was get nasty
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Kartoon]
Niggaz been waitin' for that west coast shit I tell them to go fish
Blowin purple in a purple Laker jersey wit the gold kicks
bitches be like Toon you a mutha fuckin trip
Hop in the whip and lean til that mutha fucka flip
and every club in Cali crackin' its gangsta town
keep a couple of niggaz with me that'll bang you down
now lil mama put switches on and make it jump
before me you needed Lil Jon to make it crunk
naw for real come to Cali player take ya pump
my New York niggaz leave y'all wit razor bumps
now pappa raised a rolling stone I feel like pops
In the absence of Makaveli I feel like Pac
even though I got the deal I still might pop
right in front of the po-po you could feel my shots
man all my niggaz carry bangers we feel like SWAT
and that's the reason why Rialto feel like Watts
If you know about my archive
Then you know the gods live
Real talk, kill a nigga quick over my hard drive
Its crazy cause Im gang related, and I got mob ties
Have your whole family, in the garage hog tied
Put your bones under the earth, I dinosaur you
How many of them things you need, I got em for you
My first car was a Benz, so I m kind of spoiled
No such thing as a nigga being kind of loyal
Your money long when you need people to count it for you
Before you build a house, you got to lay down the soil
By now you deep in, the slowest whip I got is a V-10
Some Ms on stash, at least 10
For what it worth god, hard work always beat talent
If talent dont work hard
Now we can take it further or just leave it at that
(Antoine Stanton)
In the streets (it's real)
shit it fuckin real out here (no doubt...)
niggas be hatin, violatin (fo sho, fuck it)
but you need to know... owww!
HOOK: E McCaine
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a GUN
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and RUN
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a GUN
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and RUN
(Verse 1)
and I been had one so don't forget that
357 Magnum wit no kickback
Put 'em all in your six pack for a big stack
and I never keep the money where I keep the clips at
Violatin get you one in your throat
you still datin your heat, but me and my guns elope
when I die bury me with the toast
in case I run into a little bit of drama wherever I go
and I won't hesitate, make you levitate
hit you with the titanium, 38, and it's featherweight
bullets like good dope how I keep 'em coming
kill a couple niggas then everybody want 'em
who gon' shoot and who gon' brawl
if push comes to shove everybody know, you gon' fall
and I got mine on me
the automatic or the 40 cali, or even the black glock nine on me
HOOK
(Verse 2)
I got a gun wit 200 shots
I'm the reason you moved your family to a whole new other block
I got shit that could wake up the deaf
that'll knock down the door and break up the steps
don't even bother wearin a vest
cuz these aint the kinda slugs that's gon' get lodged in your chest
gotta nighttime scope that could see through the walls
so just to get shit crackin I'ma tear up your dog
I'ma show you what's dumbin out
and you could believe whatever I shoot it's comin off or comin out
and don't even try runnin out
cuz the 44 mag'll leave your ass by another house
this is Jadakiss, I'm sprayin everything I see in my radius
the kids stay blazin shit
which gun is my favorite
I don't know I got 'em all from the old to the latest shit
HOOK
(Verse 3)
guns and the sneakers made Jada
the bitches and the reefer came later with the money and the haters
but I'm a humble kid
still put the pump in your baby mother mouth make her mumble where you live
25 years no felony I'm tellin y'all
why you think I saved it, to blow a nigga melon off
as a young boy always carried a cap gun
fell in love wit it first time I clapped one
now I'm a grown man more mature and pleasant
and like hittin niggas in the jaw with the desert
and everybody got a gun, why not me
you gotta keep it on you now it's just like I.D.
and I never seen a man cry til I seen a man shot
fuck pride, bullets is too damn hot
so if you aint got one then you gotta run
handle it, or tell the whole world that...
[Jada]Load Up
[Hook]
Why can't you be man enough (ahahaha)
to tell me where your coming from (oh oh)
(yea where you at nigga?)
(load up nigga)
(whooo ahahaha)
[Verse 1 = Jada]
Yo, can't really figure this clown out
where is he from Jamaca, Queens, Cali or down south? (where you from?)
and i could let an LA gun hit 'em
but Grape Street already told me you pay 'em to run wit' 'em (?)
i could let a New York knife poke 'em
with 1 of my throw aways but i don't wanna see no cops smoke 'em
uh somebody tell Pa we ridin' (we ridin')
and get read to auction of the car he die in (Ebay)
whenever we bump heads, since you like havin' people witchu
getchu a hospital with bunk beds (hahaha)
without Dr.Dre you would just make slow jams
come up outta that witness protection program (?)
Hov don't really respect you, get in ya place
if Big was alive he'da probably spit in ya face
Nas been doin' just fine without you (esco)
and pac probably woulda made an album about you (yea)
so i guess that just leaves me here to get rid of you
and Rakim an 'em they don't even consider you (uh uh)
Em know you aint got nothin' for jada (nothin')
and i know he appreciates all the money you made 'em
it's two thousand and 5 nobody fights fair (uh uh)
i just know an instrumentals ya worse nightmare
but you tough and you bad too bad you mad (yea)
probably been in ya own hood more than you have (ok)
yea you sold more records than me
but in the streets you gon' always be second to me
we was damn near feelin' you (uh huh)
even though ya careers is based on somebody damn near killin' you
shit you be doin' aint even considered rappin' to us (nah)
this is probably the best thing to happen to us
the best wanksta, internet gangsta, magazine mobster
shit on ya whole roster (uh)
get ready to say hail mary's and our fathers
get out ya black suits and hard bottoms
haha and don't worry i got 'em
he aint a problem child just a child with a problem (D-Block ahaha)
[Hook]
(ahaha)
Why can't you be man enough (we love it nigga)
to tell me where your coming from (lets go)
(0-5)(SP)
[Verse 2 = Styles P]
D-Block don't think it nigga (D-Block)
take a piss in ya formula 50, drink it nigga
get shot out the reeboks nigga
got shot and aint shoot nothin' back, yous a biatch nigga (yous a bitch)
if i woulda got shot on grandmas stoop
i'd woulda aired somebody grandma duke, right? (ha)
in the streets they say "50 who shot ya?"
named 3 niggas soon as he came out the doctor (you told 'em)(come on)
and you far from a gangsta nigga
you was talkin' bout yaself when you made wanksta nigga (haha)
listen, why work out cock guns on the DVD (why)
run around with cops from homicide and TNT? (cops)
nigga you can suck my dick
come around without cops shits on you gon' get touched quick (you get touched)
'cause i was at the vibe when it jumped off, put 50 grand up
you pussy you aint even lift a hand up (you didn't do shit)
ya man stabbed somethin', police grabbed somethin'
but besides that i aint see nobody man up (?)
shit what the plot is about? (what?)
'cause you know that you don't need a dentist to get shot in the mouth (uh uh)
and the hood hate ya shit but you hot in the south
it's the crackas that buy the album whats the plottin about? (whats it about)
many men make a wish but we aint many men (uh uh)
so you gon' get death when we let them semis spit (what?)
[Hook]
Why can't you be man enough
Right by my side
B. Hudson, Jadakiss, Ne-Yo
I think it's me and you tonight ma, let's go
They say every good woman needs a thug
They say every good woman needs a thug
Go baby, you so wavy
And I ain't never felt this way 'bout no lady
Considering going half with you on your baby
Something about you, making me go crazy
Know if I ain't soured up, I'm so hazy
Me and you on the same page, so amazing
Need your love girl, so many ways
And we could only hold out for so many days
And got enough points to score but you shaving
Hell yeah, I'm anxious, but you craving
Time keep flying, I'ma keep trying
And bottom line, I need your L-O-V-I-N
Come on!
Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding me down
And you can help me spend this cake, right by my side
Ride with me, all I need is you right by my side
Such a small fella to recognize the Mason Martin Margielas
What could I tell her?
Man, I swear you gotta see her to believe her
Then maybe you could understand why I need her
Besides her being a diva she wasn't bothered by the chiba
Zodiac sign was a Libra, definitely a keeper
I just wanna put her in the sleeper, then fall out underneath her
Wake up, take a shower, then get deeper
Juice up, get some power and then freak her
After the feedback, then I could G Mack
But it's something about her love making me need that
Come on!
Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding me down
And you can help me spend this cake, right by my side
Ride with me, all I need is you right by my side
When the drama comes my way
Long as I got you, girl it's nothing
Baby, it's nothing, I'm good
When these streets, girl, come what may
Shorty, we do what we do, so it's nothing
Baby girl, your love is something I need
Yo, they say every good woman needs a thug
I totally agree, that's why I need your love
And I can't help it if I'm selfish
'Cause I need your love and nobody else's
I'm starting to taste it, pardon the bracelet
The chance of a lifetime and I can't waste it
If being beautiful was a test, she'd have aced it
Her skin is flawless, her hair is waist length
Hi I'm Jason and ma I'm patiently
Waiting for us to have relations
Kissing me is just history in the making
Squeezing and hugging, I need your loving
Come on!
Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding me down
And you can help me spend this cake, right by my side
Ride with me, all I need is you right by my side
Bounce
Bounce
I think we got one
What you think?
Yo, yo, yo, word to ride, nigga, yeah
Aiyyo, we four or five niggaz with furs on
Up top gated up, big tables got the reserves on
Blowin' on saxophones, the band is rough
So much ice on, looks like my wrist been cut
And we just made it back from Beijing
Seen my jeweler, told him melt the bird down to eight rings
But then the music stopped, Jada stood up
Before the speech, he had everybody raise they cups
He said, "I been in spots where I can't even mention it"
"Don't drink the Cris', Ghost mighta pissed in it"
Romanian dude, black down, pourin' the saki
Face slumped to the side like Rocky
And Strahan came through with his bullshit ring
He said, "Yikes", when I pulled out my monster bling
Don't be afraid of the New York street talk
I switch gear all day, bro, like you do on your peach porch
The chairs is suede, the walls is velvet
Marquise ballroom, so live I felt it
Fat asses in fishnets, shakin' they pelvis
Playin' with they pussy, middle finger drippin', I smelt it
Poker tables, crap joints just for rap niggaz
Me and Sheek, walkin' around bitch slappin' niggaz
There go Rae, there go P
Yo Chop, whattup?
Sam Cooke writin' hand, all of my lightning, damn
Used to rob niggaz in Sam's, buy shams
For my dude's baby shoe or booster baby, rollin' with steel
Eatin' Jamaican food under the wheel
You know the deal, book somethin' then blow
Went from a O to a low, little apartment in Brookdale
Gold was my motto, lotto numbers is what?
Had it in me, rolled down coolin' with coke
That's the '90s, Chef era take over America
Bag Ugly Betty up, make her Ms. Guerrera
Pinky wench in sweaters, cortex burnin' the mic booth
Travel right past my heritage
Them old school niggaz is me
Taught me how to read, get skee'd, everybody missin' a ki
Yo, I do this with a natural movement
Catch me by the [Incomprehensible], scope on me, fuck it, I'm losin' it
Yeah, yo, I did it my way, lights off on the highway
Greek statues on both sides of the driveway
Word to the stamps on the diesel
The way these niggaz is lookin' either they got cramps or they evil
One go, we all go, D-boy fresh but hard dough
Cashmere and suede cargoes
On top of the beige Wallo's
45 government edition clippers, straight hollows
My clientele is supreme and it's proven
That I'm only built for the Link if it's Cuban
I'm a pioneer, I'm not a vet
'Last Kiss' is a French one, it's not a peck
Movin' powder, piff and a lot of wet
You're gonna die, that's a promise not a threat
Yeah, but I ain't with the chatterin'
'Cause I'd just rather splatter them
[Jadakiss]
Uhh.. uh, uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh (uh) uh (uh) uh-uh-uh
Uh (uh) uh (uh) uh-uh-uh
Uh (uh) uh (uh) uh-uh-uh
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Hey yo I got land cars and jewelry, and artillery
And I got every hood feelin me
It's nuttin like when a thug get at you and spit thug literature
Your fanbase wanna get rid of you
Still in the hood doin it
I don't know why I'm doin this, we don't eve move a lot of units
But ain't no threats, don't stress me dog
You gotta let me hear somethin to impress me dog
When I spit I put rappers in line, then smack 'em around
I got 'em all home practicin now
You know 'Kiss be, icey hard and crispy
The truck's manual but the Coupe is 6-B
Listen I ain't never spit nonsense
I'm from the street with a mean vocabulary contents
Whoever you send I'll send back
Y'all all been wack; 'Kiss is makin a strong impact
C'mon
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
(When 'Kiss, is spittin) They don't love you no more
(When 'Kiss, is spittin) Things will never be the same a-gain
(When 'Kiss, is spittin) Why they hatin on you
[Jada] It's just like that, ha! (When 'Kiss, is spittin)
[Jadakiss]
Uh, uh, yo, yo
Sinnin or not, I'm grinnin a lot, spendin a knot
Dirty denim and a cinnamon fox
Bitches'll follow, gangsters'll ride, gentlemen watch
Buy the bar, leave drunk, shoot up the block
You might hear 'Kiss spittin, but after the show
you might hear clips spittin, we after your glow
Things'll never be the same again
when your frame get bent, link get worn, change get spent
Confiscate your whip - you think you a player?
I could confiscate your bitch, take her and slay her
If a nigga nicer than me, then Christ is here
You got somethin in the bank? Then the dice is here
I could show you how to gamble your money, handle a gun
but be a family man and go home to your son
Light a candle where you stand, cause that's where you died
and if you heard 'Kiss spittin, then you know it was won, uh
[Chorus]
[Jadakiss]
Yo, yo
Hey yo the voice got a lot of people heated, peep it
The flow is like methadone - lot of people need it
Seen it all happen before
Feel like I'm still hustlin; cause the way I'm rappin is raw
You could put your jewels on it
You might just see me in the lightning pickup with the 22's on it
The stakes'll cost you; understand one thing
I do great field work plus I'ma boss too
Loyalty is hard to come by
Y'all know who the streets is run by, could only be one guy
And that be who but 'Kiss, no security
The burner and some niggaz that I grew up with
And the brand new 911, fuck a dime
with a fine eleven at stop signs I'm revvin
And the flow is just so obnoxious
As far as the Double R camp go, dawg I got this, c'mon now
[Jadakiss]
Yo check 'em out, its the new A5's you gotta rock em
They even put a zone in the league to try to stop him
He's the Answer and the problem, you don't want it with
The way that boy go to the hole and take punishment
The young boss of the cross for four quarters
And from three point land, he's all water
Matter fact, call him the king
The way he breaks down the defense
Its like he got the ball on a string
And he will blow by you fast
Penetrate and dish it off
Or let it go high off the glass, ugh
All you need is a pair of these, nuttin else
Ya hesitation is stoppin, poppa will be sumthin else
Trackmasters and J-to-da-Muah
I keep an extra pair in my car
In case ya wanna take it to the park, high percentage
I'ma make it from the arc, take it from the heart
Hehe, this is Kiss talkin to you, the A5 limited edition
Reebok brought em to you
Even on the court we stay fly, Jada and A.I.
Make sure you go get the A5's
Even on the court we stay fly, Jada and A.I.
Geah, make a move y'all, which part you wan' lose?
The clip is loaded, the quatro is on cruise
I'm back to work bitch, the clock off snooze
I'm tougher than leather nigga, I cannot bruise
Who wanna try a nigga?
Hard to the God, come and butterfly a nigga
(Hold that)
Ooze on out
(Uh, huh)
Weeks later bitch go and throw your shoes on out
I'm that shit that great Mario [unverified] 'bout
Clear this out, blood on the hopscotch floor
Shells in the sandbox, niggaz with big Glocks
Late night, movin' that junk like Redd Fox
Now, you don't want nothin' about me
(Nah)
You pussy, nigga come fuck with the Alkie
Weed smokin', keep the cancer piece on it
(Yeah)
Call hoes, get pussy whenever I want it
(C'mere bitch)
Mack daddy
(No)
Pimp daddy
(No)
Hammer cocked
(Yeah)
Let that go
I ain't heard shit in a long, long time
To even fuck around with either one of my rhymes
(Sheek Louch)
Niggaz still livin' off the petty ass crimes
The Hossa [unverified] hater, Lacoste gator
Levi's, hundred to the Mr. Chow waiter
What up street niggaz? Hold heat niggaz
Fuck sweet niggaz, you'll get beat niggaz
(Yeah)
Now who out there wanna fuck around with me?
You can come and get a fresh buck 50
We got guns, money, liquor, drugs
We right here until they come get me
(I'm talkin 'bout murder)
Now who out there wanna fuck around with me?
You can come and get a fresh buck 50
We got guns, money, liquor, drugs
We right here until they come get me
C'mon, yeah, ah, hah, nobody, c'mon
Yeah, c'mon, yeah, c'mon, yeah, yeah, uhh, yo
Yo listen here, you ain't dead if your heart ain't stop
Twin 40's, you ain't gotta ask, "Are they cocked?"
I'm so sharp I could come through and scar they block
Late night, red linin' in an R.A. drop
And I'm only tuckin' them until I shoot ya
When I pull 'em out that's when I'm fuckin' with your future
You gon' realize this is nothin' that you're used to
Get your life taken by a booster
Then we gon' hang the noose up
It's all over with
(Yeah)
All they found was his Louis scarf
With his DNA all over it
(Mm)
Who's choosin' and pickin' them
(Who?)
'Cause I'm sick of them
Not followin' the curriculum
(Yeah)
It's my shit and I'm evictin' them
(Get out)
Whoever feel like they ain't gotta leave, I'm rippin' them
Even though the love's frail, the thug's real
All you gotta do is just follow the blood trail
Much harder fightin' when the battle is uphill
Whatever the knife can't handle the slug will
Keep a good lawyer that's smart work on cases
Still gotta run from the NARCs, they gon' chase us
(Run)
In case I gotta put some artwork on faces
If we leave the game for God they gon' [unverified] us
My suggestion, is that you don't even test, son
Unless you wanna catch a fresh one
Now who out there wanna fuck around with me?
You can come and get a fresh buck 50
We got guns, money, liquor, drugs
We right here until they come get me
(I'm talkin 'bout murder)
Now who out there wanna fuck around with me?
You can come and get a fresh buck 50
We got guns, money, liquor, drugs
We right here until they come get me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Everyday, somethin' in my way, I try
Shit ain't goin' right, I try to see the light, I try
It's like my eyes got a cover on 'em
And somethin' holdin' me back
A better man, better level, better know, I try
Yeah yo, listen, I done played with the snakes in the grass
Paid for my mistakes I made in the past
Everybody ate when I came wit the cash
At least I tried to ride the wave till it crashed
Same wood on the gun handle is on the dash
All the hoods that son ran through is on smash
They can't identify you wit a mask
And the Bible will tell you nothin' is gonna last
The name of da game's survival
If you make it alive when you ride through, they make it arrival
My boo is gon' ride, you know I am gon' ride, too
Make an M everyday, I am gon' try to, let's go
Everyday, somethin' in my way, I try
Shit ain't goin' right, I try to see the light, I try
It's like my eyes got a cover on 'em
And somethin' holdin' me back
A better man, better level, better know, I try
Yeah yo, I tried to tell niggas I'm willin' to blast for it
I only try to give it to niggas that ask for it
Got them things on the scale, I'm still weighin' 'em
Thought my dues was paid, I'm still payin' 'em
Couple Elanor's and the Goose I am still payin' 'em
Semi's and the fulli's know that the truth stay wit 'em
Wolves and gorillas is loose so don't play with 'em
Somethin's holdin' 'em back, nothin' that you could say to 'em
Popped champagne wit Biggie at the Palladium
Put that good hawk work in with the titaniums
Shit switch around when them heats get fired
And ya peeps just died but I least he tried, let's go
Everyday, somethin' in my way, I try
Shit ain't goin' right, I try to see the light, I try
It's like my eyes got a cover on 'em
And somethin' holdin' me back
A better man, better level, better know, I try
Yeah, watch the game get tooken over
I am still on the same side of the fence, I am just lookin' over
A solider from the gravel to the grass
To the obstacles in life I traveled in the past
Whether I'm holdin' a mic or holdin' a Mac
It's like an invisible force is holdin' me back
But I ain't lettin' go of my pride
After I get the dough I slide, better know I tried, let's go
Everyday, somethin' in my way, I try
Shit ain't goin' right, I try to see the light, I try
It's like my eyes got a cover on 'em
And somethin' holdin' me back
A better man, better level, better know, I try
Here come another day up on me
Put the pressure on me, here we go again, ah
I try to do what's right when life is so wrong
I want a better way, I see a better day
'Nuff wit the people said, I want a better me
God knows that I try but time won't wait for me
Everyday, somethin', in my way, I try
Shit ain't goin' right, I try to see the light, I try
It's like my eyes got a cover on 'em
And somethin' holdin' me back
[Verse 1-Jadakiss]
Yeah, uh, what, uh, yeah, uh
hey yo you can hit the dance floor now, you ain't gotta wait
we can take this outside, you ain't gotta hate
this here is a family affair, the family is here
everybody put your hands in the air
we don't need no haten or rachen
somebody better calm duke down cause the eight'll lace him
while your waitin get it perculatin
love to smoke previlly purple hazen
sharp as a buck fifty
doing my dance, and honey mad cause she can't keep up with me
but still banging em, sogging em, still robbing em
and the whole world knows Kiss is a problem
but I ain't come to fight, I came to have fun tonight
and hit more then one tonight
get crunk from begenning to end
Mary J and Jada, Y, O, we did it again, ugh
[Mary J Blige]
come on everybody get on up
cause you know we gots to get it crunk
Mary J is in the spot tonight
and I'm gonna make you feel alright
come on baby just party with me
let loose and set your body free
leave your situations at the door
so when you step inside jump on the floor
[Mary J Blige-Chorus]
[Mary J Blige]
gonna gonna be about a matter of time
before you get loose and start to lose your mind
cop you a drink, go ahead and rock your ice
cause were celebratin no more drama in our life
get the track pumpin, everybody is jumpin
go ahead twist your back and get your body bumpin
I thought I told you to leave your situations at the door
so grab somebody and get your ass on the dance floor
[Chorus]
[Fabolous]
Yall can't deny it, uh, yeah, this is cracklatin
Yeah it's Mary and the kid
bouncing in the six four until we crack the things
after a few shots I'm faded
family affair, yall don't where the spot is located if your not related
and they got to hate it
ha switch from a ring to chapar to a rolex
I watch them grin it
this year there is no more drama
mainly because now my saving account show more commas
usally it's mello rappers
in the club pulling models and pulling bottles out them yellow wrappers
staying (?) to those hammers
and be standing on the couch like my moms ain't teach me no manners
ma we can leave the club and hit the beach in Guyana
don't come back to our features is tanner
and thiers acscents on each of our grammers
your with the young F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S family
Right by my side
B. Hudson, Jadakiss, Ne-Yo
I think it's me and you tonight ma, let's go
They say every good woman needs a thug
They say every good woman needs a thug
Go baby, you so wavy
And I ain't never felt this way 'bout no lady
Considering going half with you on your baby
Something about you, making me go crazy
Know if I ain't soured up, I'm so hazy
Me and you on the same page, so amazing
Need your love girl, so many ways
And we could only hold out for so many days
And got enough points to score but you shaving
Hell yeah, I'm anxious, but you craving
Time keep flying, I'ma keep trying
And bottom line, I need your L-O-V-I-N
Come on!
Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding me down
And you can help me spend this cake, right by my side
Ride with me, all I need is you right by my side
Such a small fella to recognize the Mason Martin Margielas
What could I tell her?
Man, I swear you gotta see her to believe her
Then maybe you could understand why I need her
Besides her being a diva she wasn't bothered by the chiba
Zodiac sign was a Libra, definitely a keeper
I just wanna put her in the sleeper, then fall out underneath her
Wake up, take a shower, then get deeper
Juice up, get some power and then freak her
After the feedback, then I could G Mack
But it's something about her love making me need that
Come on!
Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding me down
And you can help me spend this cake, right by my side
Ride with me, all I need is you right by my side
When the drama comes my way
Long as I got you, girl it's nothing
Baby, it's nothing, I'm good
When these streets, girl, come what may
Shorty, we do what we do, so it's nothing
Baby girl, your love is something I need
Yo, they say every good woman needs a thug
I totally agree, that's why I need your love
And I can't help it if I'm selfish
'Cause I need your love and nobody else's
I'm starting to taste it, pardon the bracelet
The chance of a lifetime and I can't waste it
If being beautiful was a test, she'd have aced it
Her skin is flawless, her hair is waist length
Hi I'm Jason and ma I'm patiently
Waiting for us to have relations
Kissing me is just history in the making
Squeezing and hugging, I need your loving
Come on!
Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding me down
And you can help me spend this cake, right by my side
Ride with me, all I need is you right by my side
Bounce
Bounce
I think we got one
What you think?
uhh, yo
[verse one]
check em out, it's the new a5's you gotta rock em
they even put a zone in the league to try to stop him
he's the answer, and the problem
you dont want it with the way that boy go to the hole and take punishment
the young boss of the cross for four quarters
and from three-point land he's all water (cash)
matter a fact, call him the king
the way he breaks down the defense, like he's got the ball on a string
and he will blow by you fast,
penetrate and dish it off, or go high off the glass
all you need is a pair of these, nothing else
your hesitation is stop and pop, or be something else
trackmasters and jay to the muah, i keep an extra pair in my car
in case you wanna take it to the park
high percentage, imma take it from the arc, take it from the heart
this is kiss talking to you, limited edition reebok brought em to you
uhh, even on the court we stay fly, jada and a.i., make sure you go get the a5's
even on the court we stay fly, jada and a.i., make sure you go get the a5's
uh huh
jadakiss,
the answer - allen I
reebok a5 and trackmasters what
project paki, and d-block
we got your shoes shock
ha ha, uh huh
f/ Kartoon
[Hook]
Keep the gun cocked
Keep the gun cocked
Keep the gun cocked
The hood know what it is
Keep the gun cocked
Keep the gun cocked
Represent Double R
The hood know what it is
Keep the gun cocked
Keep the gun cocked
Boost the crime rate
The hood know what it is
I'm in the hood 'cause I fuck with the thugs
Tryin' to figure out why the money never added up to the love
[Verse 1]
I be around but I just be outta sight
And I'ma be spittin till the world run outta mics
In the hood till the projects run outta mice
Bettin' heavy 'till the bodegas run outta dice
And I'm workin with more hammers than you can imagine
And when I get in the booth I do it with passion niggaz
It's the same old kiss mango six
Seats suede listening to something Sheek just laid
And sometimes I feel I oughta chill
And I ain't scared but I guess it's only right
when you rein' with a quarter mill
Your ends go up your mens go down
It's like tryin to roll a dutch with the windows down
And I'm comin from the gulliest blocks
Winter time drug game slow my niggaz
pump skullies and socks
But I ain't gonna challenge you to talk
I'ma see you when I see you with the bats,
hi calibers and hawks- what
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Ayo you hatin' on Infa.Red get on line
I got more fans than the project building in the summer time
Shit on your idol smack your protñ?
Kick your moms in the back crack her vertebrae
And fagots only respect pressure
If you ballin' why you staring at old
Moet bottles on your dresser
And I'm not the one to brag
But I put more red dots on you than a target bag
I sew your body up in a mattress
Put you in the basement use you for target practice
I feel like Q when her pushed Bishop off the roof
These niggaz in the hood keep sayin I got the juice
I'm a hustler first a rapper second
Don't tell Hove or L.A. Reid that's off the record
I just tripled my advance
you Hummer stuntin like you got birds
you only getting points off grams-cock sucka
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I don't wanna hear about your set or wherever you claim
Don't tell me 'bout oh boy, whatever his name
Don't you know in anybody hood barettas'll reign
New York don't think O-dog is jealous of Kane
I'm never mad at a nigga about the letter he bang
I tell niggaz to get they money up and better they aim
Controversial sales'll let me make a controversial statement
I will murder everybody in this game stop hatin'
If it's true that the rap game ain't far from coke
I could tell you how many bubbles in a bar of soap
I'm Double R biatch that's V.I.P
Ghetto parks on me, street niggaz might need to see ID
K in the truck on the low-low
Even got the house on hydrolics it's jumpin with doe doe
Keep a lil something somethin' kissin that waist
Cali go hard never mention that place
[Hook]
[Verse 4]
It's Flashy y'all yeah I spit the cockiest bars
So if there's beef nigga then see me I'm not a mirage
I rock with a R so if anything pops I'm involved
The six sawyers poppin' 'em all and the problem is solved
See Ruff Ryders's like a religion I follow the laws
Stick to code violating bodies'll fall
Its not an option to starve
That's why I stay in the booth like prison guards when they watchin' the yard
And yeah I heard they callin Flashy
insane 'cause I ain't change
Got a new deal and I still catch a cab or a train
I'm still the same nigga packaging caine
Rolling up L after L like cool J was on the back of my name
So if its drama niggaz know where I live
But I guarantee you'll pay some
repercussions for approaching the crib
'cause if the raps ain't soak in your
wig then ice pokin' your ribs
(Chorus)
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here (The Evil Genius)
The champ is here (Aha)
The champ is here(Yeah D-Block MotherFuckas)
The champ is here Kiss What ma niggaz)
The champ is here
(Sheek) (Jadakiss)
Fuckin wit the champion (you already know)
(J-A-D-A, kiss the game goodbye)
You fuckin wit the champion (you already know)
(Jadakiss)
Niggaz know the champ is in here
He took it from crack to rap, now he put out two anthems a year
And I just wanna rock for a century
And then chase the book wit the documentry
If you cant do nothing other than flow
Life's a bitch like the mother from blow, lets go
Don't make me put your heart on your lap
Fuck ridin a beat nigga, I parallel park on a track
Hop out looking crispy, fresh and new
In a six but it's a BM and its Pepsi blue
And I don't know you
But I know a man becomes a man from all the shit that he go through
Y'all ain't fuckin wit Jason
After I cash in there's really no justification
Of how I'm gon change tha game
So don't get outta line cause this little nine will change your frame
Motherfucka, aha
(Chorus)
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
(Jadakiss)
Y'all never gon touch the kid (kiss of death)
They gon have to get me at the top
Y'all never gon touch the kid (gangsta kiss)
No love this time nigga, kiss of death
Yo I ain't got time to be up here lyin to you
Just make sure y'all niggaz feel what we tryin to do
If I fuck up then it's on me
Besides that it is what it is and that's what it just gon be
Blowin my purple, wish you would go in my circle
If you know my record is clean, you know I'ma merk you
I live like a warrior do
without screamin true story, niggaz know my story is true
The cribs, the cars, the jury, the spots I got
The money that pass my hand and the rocks I chop
The ammo, the artillery, the knifes I bought
Waking up sore the next day from fights I fought
In the hood cuz I fuck wit the thugz
Tryin to figure out, why the money never added up to the love
Gun in my waist, dutch in my hand
And I don't do a lot of talkin, I listen as much as I can
(Chorus)
The champ is here (aha)
The champ is here (yea)
The champ is here (that's right)
The champ is here
(Sheek) (Jadakiss)
Fuckin wit the champion (you already know)
(J-A-D-A, kiss the game goodbye)
You fuckin wit the champion (you already know)
Y'all never gon touch the kid (kiss of death)
They gon have to get me at the top
Y'all never gon touch the kid (gangsta kiss)
No love this time nigga, (tell em kiss)
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
i aint even good with writin,
i aint even write shit
but i just felt i had to write this letter to Big.
verse 1 (Jadakiss)
dear frank white Christopher Wallace
yea its ya boy kiss i just wanted to holla
in ya memory i keep a coogi in my closet,
kangol on the rack and a fresh pair of wollies
you know im still a liquor and a weed child,
i still got branson on speed dial
and everybody is the king now
you aint gotta be nice getting shot is the thing now
the mafia was doing they best
they separated now roc and gutta doin a stretch,
Kim is still in it to win it,
seen money l a while ago but i aint heard from cease in a minute
people in power is queer i could go on for a year
about how it would be if you were still here
the game has got cheap rappers
is more commercially successful now but they hearts a lot weaker,
you know me still got the flow thatl pop speakers,
the first option on offense the top feature,
its easy big all you need is a pro tool set
but i aint touched the paper that i was supposed to yet
and everybody thas somebody show respect
only a matter of time before they notice that im an impeccable
lyricist
and with the right mechanics i could take over
be clear of this,
they well aware of kiss the light of the city
and i aint on the label no more but im tighter with diddy,
i got my own plan handle mine like a grown man
long as i know im nice fuck it im my own fan,
remix the joint you had
but they can never ever duplicate your swag,
meanwhile ima keep pursuing my lil plans
and you might bump into a few of my lil mans
up there steppin with god
down here mr C and BK still reppin you hard,
Tianna so pretty CJ turned into lil biggie
jus a lil lighter but so witty,
on ya born day we get the highest,
groovy still the best with the garments he keep me the flighest
tonight patron is dead
only right that i take a bottle of Barcardi Lime the head
and before i end it, i gotta say thanks
cause not only was your time well spent it was splendid (thanks)
miss you my nigg, one love.
Chorus (Faith Evans singing)
so we tried so hard to understand why you had to go away
JADAKISS: that was my letter to B.I.G,
na mean
you were everything- you were everything
JADAKISS: i felt it was only right,
INTRO:
uh come on, uh two step uh
yea uh come on, uh two step uh
yea, lets work, haha AHA!
Verse 1: Jadakiss
yea, we can do it up
just the two of us
me and you shorty, we don't need the crew with us
you know my hammalog
im the man in charge
i like your Louis bag the monogramoflauge
a little zif and dale
a little ace of spade
ima roll a purp up and let you tast the haze
you know i gotta thug it
Olympic size swimming pool
with the moze tiles at the bottom of it
you can spend and keep spending i aint got a budget
i done put enough away that i aint gotta touch it
dont worry about nothing, kiss got it covered
youre now rocking with the best girl gotta love it
CHORUS: Bobby Valentino, Pharrell, Jadakiss
GIRL (left, left, right, right) (left, left, right, right)
two stepping with my gangsta self
GO GIRL (left, left, right, right) (left, left, right, right)
two stepping with my gangsta self now you're rocking the best
you don't need no help
you're now rocking with the best now
GO GIRL (left, left, right, right) (left, left, right, right)
two stepping with my gangsta self
GO GIRL (left, left, right, right) (left, left, right, right)
two stepping with my gangsta self now you're rocking the best
you don't need no help
you're now rocking with the best now (go girl)
Verse 2: Jadakiss
when you at the top
its no stopping it
take a second, realize who you rocking with
just notice the color car that you shopping with
take pride in the joint when you mopping it
kiss melts in ya mouth like chocolate
make sure its hot whenever you dropping it
right now we got billionaire gwap to get
you aint in the boys club you just cop the fit
im two stepping and honey poppin it
your first was the worst now its the opposite
yes, i must confess girl, ya now rocking with the best girl
CHORUS: Bobby Valentino, Pharrell, Jadakiss
GIRL (left, left, right, right) (left, left, right, right)
two stepping with my gangsta self
GO GIRL (left, left, right, right) (left, left, right, right)
two stepping with my gangsta self now youre rocking the best
you dont need no help
youre now rocking with the best now
GO GIRL (left, left, right, right) (left, left, right, right)
two stepping with my gangsta self
go girl (left, left, right, right) (left, left, right, right)
two stepping with my gangsta self now youre rocking the best
you dont need no help
youre now rocking with the best now (go girl)
HOOK: Pharrell, Bobby Valentino
get ya glass up, cus im back again
what it do shorty, whats happening
you know this beat jimmy, case youre on the groove
everybody looking, what youre gonna do
now move closer for the KID one time
closer for the KID one time
closer for the KID one time
back that ass on the KID one time
now drop it like you do it for the EAST one time
now drop it like you do it for the WEST two times
now drop it like you do it for the NORTH three times
now drop it like you do it for the SOUTH... GIRL
Verse 3: Jadakiss
you can stay around here, we can take a trip
i take you to the block show you how i make it flip
and i spend it so fast cus i make it quick
all i ever knew how to do was make em sit
pop another bottle ma, lets take a sip
close ya eyes blow the candles out make a wish
and just forget about the rest of em, cus ya now rocking
with the best of em
CHORUS: Bobby Valentino, Pharrell, Jadakiss
GIRL (left, left, right, right) (left, left, right, right)
two stepping with my gangsta self
GO GIRL (left, left, right, right) (left, left, right, right)
two stepping with my gangsta self now youre rocking the best
you dont need no help
youre now rocking with the best now
GO GIRL (left, left, right, right) (left, left, right, right)
two stepping with my gangsta self
go girl (left, left, right, right) (left, left, right, right)
two stepping with my gangsta self now youre rocking the best
you dont need no help
one the head fones is on fire this time around styles
my blood pressure up bear wit me
last time ima tell theses niggas man, niggas can f**k around Jada who eva man old nigga new nigga wut yo yo yo yo yo
(verse 1)
Who really the best rapper since BIG eint here
yall no the answer to that when kiss eint here
when you see me don't ask me nothing about us
and don't definately ask me nothing about. f**k it
you owe me one i owe you too
i would've smacked you wit the burner but i know you sew
i'm not talkin to him i'm talkin to you
matta fact i'm talkin to yall life is like walkin a yard
nigga stab wit a fork in the heart
and the source got motha f**kas thinkin they hot
like my dope got feens thinkin they shot
when u thinkin of the best nigga think of the LOX
i'll cut ur f**kin head off if your pinky ringshot
then cum through ur block in a sticky green drop
hop out and let off 53 shots
wouldn't care if i hit 53 cops
julianie might as well be merking niggas
'cause the time that he giving out is hurtin niggas
and all these record label jerking niggas
and you neva wuz a thug u a workin nigga
and u herd that shit right there i started that
don't make me put sumthin up in ur starter hat
don't matta who you are or where ur from
screw all that im not tryin hear that son
(chorus x2)
who the fuc yall want (jadakiss)
who the fuc yall need (jadakiss)
and who the fuc gone bleed
all yall hatas 'cause none yall niggas cant fuc wit jada
(verse 2)
yo wuld u be that clown nigga in the back of the whip
thas gonna get the second half of the clip
no wut im sayin dunt be the otha nigga in the front of the whip
runnin his lips with a gun on his hip, feel me dawg
evry body walk the walk till they run into kiss
then they get stabbed or hung or stung wit the fifth
how u think ur man hard hard wen son on my dick
'cause i can get his ass body plus frun him a brick
got a chick named superhed she give superhed
jus moved in the buildin even to give superhed
i cop big guns that spit super led
so play superman end up super ded
call me kiss or the kid from the LOX
that'll twist ur moms out n do a bid wit ur pops
we wuz in jail u proly wont get no mail
n if u pumped on my block u wunt get no sales
n ur c.e.o. no you cant fuc wit I
i make a million by june im sayin fuc july
n i beg u to try me while im holdin a tommie
ima have ur body all ova the lobby
i alredy helped yall
ima bout to melt yall
to tell the truth dawg i eint neva felt yall
this album we gonna bubble like seltzar
if it eint doublelar who the hell else is hard
All that I've been given
It's this pain that I be living
(The remix, the remix)
They got me in the system
Why they gotta do me like that?
Why is garbage music selling a lot?
Why is the music industry state of mind real far from hip hop?
Why vote republican if you black?
Why build more jails, less schools 'cuz we under attack?
Why I keep the four pound in the air?
The revolution will not be televised get from around here
Why I keep my right fist in the sky?
I let them know that we gonna make it, don't plan our demise
Why you gotta teach your kids on your own?
'Cuz when you get in the zone
They bringing you in, you both getting cloned
Why we still gotta pray to Allah?
It's hip hop, this the 'New World Order'
And they playin' us hard
Why rappers getting protection?
Why the country ain't flipped
When they jerked the votes the last election?
Why die for all my beliefs?
I gotta look at my kids I rather smile
Then cry when he's sleep, that's why
Why, why they got me strugglin'? Why?
All the brothas locked behind bars
Drained up in the system going crazy
I'm battling my pistol going, why?
Why do niggas say I changed for a girl?
Why you worried 'bout my clothes?
If my flow gon' change the world?
Why you wait till you 30 to try to be hard?
Why I gotta have religion if I believe in God?
Why is Bush acting like he trying to get Osama?
Why don't we impeach him and elect Obama?
Why ain't Rick James remembered for classic hits?
Why do we remember Rick for smackin' a bitch?
Why did Ricky Williams retire? They mad at Miami
Why did Justin sell Janet out and go to the Grammy's?
Why you kill on every song, why you frown at the screen?
It's so many thrones, why we argue who is the King?
Why it's over for the gangsta, why it's over for bling?
Why they hype Britney up, they know she can't sing?
Why a whip and a chain a black American dream?
Why I know it in my heart it remains unseen? Why?
Why, why they got me strugglin'? Why?
All the brothas locked behind bars
Drained up in the system going crazy
I'm battling my pistol going, why?
Registered voter not blood of a panther
Why is the question what is the answer?
Got a suggestion, here's an example
Won't we build our own airline, states, and highways?
Fly to Africa, do some trades with Zimbabwe
Why did Malcolm's mission die with the man?
Why we ain't pick it up where he left it and carry out his plan?
Why the merger try to exclude L.A. Reid?
He brought you Usher, Outkast top-selling CD's
Why do half America got AIDS?
Why do schools care about your son's braids
More than they care for his grades?
Why they hate our white t-shirts and hats turned backwards?
And why is Jesus Christ never played by black actors?
And why there ain't a MC that can touch me nor budge me?
And why is Nas the best thing in rap since Chuck D?
And why this record ain't sell 5 mill yet?
Jada's as real as it get
Put my money where my mouth is
We do something 'bout this
Why, why they got me strugglin'? Why?
All the brothas locked behind bars
Drained up in the system going crazy
I'm battling my pistol going, why?
Yo by thugs, I'm surrounded
Tell me why is it the money motivates me?
But the love keeps me grounded?
Why my cases ain't get thrown out?
And why team USA keep getting blown out?
Why the Democratic party ain't getting with me?
Why they still hanging black bodies in Mississippi?
Yea, why did governor McGrevey get caught with a lizard?
Why they take away Shyne's phone calls and visits?
Why I been hot for 7 years?
Why the new M5 come with 7 gears?
Please tell me why y'all keep making that trash?
Why they reinstating the draft, why is it so much hating you have?
And why sell records and keep working?
Why we go on stage with the bread with the feet working?
Shit Li's real, why when I loved on die you miss them?
Why it took for me to make 'Why' for y'all to listen?
Why, why they got me strugglin'? Why?
All the brothas locked behind bars
Drained up in the system going crazy
[Timbaland]
Uh-huh, now what we gonna do
Take it from the Eastside to the country
Ya feel me? Ya feel me?
Ya feel me? Tchka-tchka-tchka
Check the chorus...
Chorus 2x: Timbaland
Jada talk so good, but they brain is not ready
They don't know know
Bubba talk so good, but they brain is not ready
They don't know know know
[Jadakiss]
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh, yeah
Yo, uh, yeah, yo...
Aiyyo, this I'll make ya head hurt
When the hawk take the day off
I make the lead work, I'll put you in the red dirt
Ice make 'em look like stars, they comin' through
On the bikes, but they look like cars, it's somethin' new
and Jada talk soo good, but 'cha brain is
Nowhere next to ready for this stainless
It's no helpin' you when them thangs melt in you
and way down in Athens, Jada's a bell ringer
I'ma bring the hood to the farm
Bless 'em with some purple hay
Remove the wood from the barn
Introduce them to the yak and cranberry
and make sure Bubba Spark good, then I'm gone
Even if we run the war, I'ma still run the raw
You can come and see me, I got 'em for twenty-four
Double R and Beat Club, who hard as us?
R3: In The "R" We Trust, c'mon
[Chorus]
[Bubba Sparxxx]
Uh, uh...
Boy, silly if you saw them crackers ridin' with them pigs
and thought I might would hit this robe for less than twenty-five a gig
Doin' sixty-five, I sled off acid and shitty bourbon
Took a minute to adjust, but right now this big shit is workin'
I'm white just by chance, but I'm country by God's graces
Nowadays I find myself doin' laundry in odd places
But still, I keep it Bubba even into Mr. Kiss and them
Brought 'em down to Athens, let 'em cut with my sister's friend
Now we gettin' blist again, back on the block in Yonkers
and Tim done laced a track, man this shit is hot as bonkers
Kiss, not to flaunt ya, but just tell 'em Bed has come here
I'm doin' for my family, but y'all are really done here
But Bubba is the truth and perhaps this is discussion
Of wither I'm that deal or a product of Tim's percussion
Y'all know to him is bustin', so just dap me up and frown on
Me and Kiss is necessary, that much you can count on, yeah
[Chorus]
[Bubba Sparxxx]
How did him and Bubba rise from this dirt and this cow feces?
To show you folks the hope for this changin' shall be me
Notice how he see, the picture for it's painting
and poured you up of this mixture before it was tainted
See I was rydin' ruff only when me and D became aquatinted
and I pledge to maintain it, be damned if I'ma change it
This shit is anus, ain't it? Fuck 'em, Kiss bring it home
I ryde or die with Beat Club, won't bend for the sake of this song
[Jadakiss]
The streets is still mine, I stay with the still nine
and it's still long and if I'm stronger than corn like I pinkeyed
Niggaz pretend to be weeded, that's what the industry needed
Kiss flippin' his flow, enemies heated
But we gon' let the gats pop
From the old rifles on the dirt road to the handguns on the blacktop
Don't get the plot wrong, this ain't a black or white politic thing
Cocksucker, it's a hot song
[intro: Jadakiss]
Haha, D-Block, Double R, Time is money, Ya
Niggas is cowards
Load up nigga
[Verse 1: Jadakiss (Stlyes P)]
Yo, we would been killed you (why even bother nigga)
You ratted on Preme (he probably your father nigga)
In New York you was never a don
(Niggas know you was a rat when you made Ghetto Quran)
Had names in the daily news (shot you nine times)
You could barely move (D-Block got the 10th shot) fuck it
(Let's air the dude, dissed Ja Rule) took his style and ran with it
(Singing on the hooks the same) bitch you done scam with it
(And don't try to diss a D-Block crook)
Fuck sales, you hear your boss on a D-Block hook(D-Block)
We do shows in New York (nigga we not shook)
If it's war get the four (put his head on the floor)
So we can tell this faggot man how his Reeboks look
And you can all die in a instant (for instance)
(Tre pound leave your ass smoking like inscents)
The four pound'll make your man smoke like a Winston
[Chorus: Jadakiss (Stlyes P)]
[Shots fired] man in the hole nigga
[Shots fired] (tell G-Unit to roll nigga)
[Shots fired] nine times, the tenth one will do it to him
[Shots fired] (somebody better tell him we'll ruin him)
[Shots fired] 50 keep running his lips nigga
[Shots fired] (damn, you already been hit nigga)
[Shots fired] we don't give a fuck if you rich nigga
[Shots fired] (get the fuck off our dicks nigga)
[Shots fired]
[Verse 2: Jadakiss (Stlyes P)]
(Get rich or die tryin') was a classic
(Now you rich and you tryin' to die) yous a dumb bastard
(You can be hesitant, can't see the beast)
And you run with more police then the mother fucking president
(He's a bitch nigga, he get ill)
Like we ain't know that he cock block game out of his Reebok deal and
(Plus he at the label like, don't let him drop)
Like my niggas drop first, so they won't let it rock and
(Bitch made nigga) got a problem with us
Come and see us with a gun (or a switch blade nigga)
Damn we thought you knew (got your shit sprayed nigga)
You been pussy since that sheep skin (in 5th grade nigga)
Niggas stole your bike (cause you was pussy)
Try to take your life (cause you was pussy)
Now we gonna take your mike(cause you was pussy)
Left the hood and hired the cops, just your luck
(we the one that fired them shots) what
[Chorus: Jadakiss (Stlyes P)]
[Shots fired] man in the hole nigga
[Shots fired] (tell G-Unit to roll nigga)
[Shots fired] nine times, the tenth one will do it to him
[Shots fired] (somebody better tell him we'll ruin him)
[Shots fired] 50 keep running his lips nigga
[Shots fired] (damn, you already been hit nigga)
[Shots fired] we don't give a fuck if you rich nigga
[Shots fired] (get the fuck off our dicks nigga)
[Shots fired]
[Verse 3: Jadakiss (Stlyes P)]
Yo, you wasn't real with me (now you gotta to deal with me)
I'ma get you the same tombstone as the real 50
(before y'all hear us, the bigger the nigga is, the more pallbearers)
Y'all be with the cops with the four, four wearers
(Y'all scared of the block same ones that we tear up, so don't get near us)
You can never worry me (I know you been to jail you)
Also been to therapy (in the hood, till they bury me, mouth full)
I heard you did a shock bid in Lakeview
If my man would knew than he would ate you
(how bout') he was in the bunk right next to you
And I could made him put a LOX on you
(all Y'a niggas together ain't got enough bars for us
heard a bunch of shit from ya'll, none of it was hard to us)
Killers ask if there's no cops and he not wired
(Can't come back to New York nigga) Shots Fired
[Chorus: Jadakiss (Stlyes P)]
[Shots fired] man in the hole nigga
[Shots fired] (tell G-Unit to roll nigga)
[Shots fired] nine times, the tenth one will do it to him
[Shots fired] (somebody better tell him we'll ruin him)
[Shots fired] 50 keep running his lips nigga
[Shots fired] (damn, you already been hit nigga)
[Shots fired] we don't give a fuck if you rich nigga
[Shots fired] (get the fuck off our dicks nigga)
[Shots fired]
[outro: Jadakiss]
Hahaha Contr controversy sells, contr, contr controversy sells
Controversy sells, but it ain't like Death
And I just can't say it any clearer
Take a second, what if we could rewind the hood?
Better yet, what if the L.O.X. woulda signed with Suge?
What if Puffy never signed us?
What if Oprah made them comments like Imus?
What if you designed this? Thought like I did?
Said it like this, what if Peyton was fighting dogs instead of Mike Vick?
What if Arnold would just let Tookie get life?
What if B.I.G. missed the party? What if 'Pac missed the fight?
What if you was caged in? What would you change then?
What if there was no Rocafella law for 'Made Men'?
What if hate ran through me?
And what if Portland would've drafted Jordan instead of Sam Bowie?
What if you really have to be nice to get a deal?
What if all of these rappers' Ice was really real?
What if I hit you with the razor from cheek to chin?
What if Mike Jackson never would have bleached his skin?
What if you never knew things that you needed to know?
What if you never been places you needed to go?
What if you get there and learned them as you go?
What if is the question, can I ask that once more?
What if you never knew things that you needed to know?
What if you never been places you needed to go?
What if you get there and learned them as you go?
What if is the question, can I ask that once more? What if?
What if the pain went away? What if you changed in a day?
What if you can eliminate all the games people play?
What if Shyne beat the case? What if Diddy did a dime flat?
What if Nelson Mandela could give his time back?
What if Malcolm was silent? What if Martin was violent?
What if you could really sneak an Uzi on the island? Yeah
What if I made you kiss the niner?
What if a brick was only just a misdemeanor?
What if Manhattan was hit by hurricane Katrina?
What if a black man was the one controlling FEMA?
What if we ain't never let emotions come between us?
What if the last time we rode somebody seen us? What if?
What if you never knew things that you needed to know?
What if you never been places you needed to go?
What if you get there and learned them as you go?
What if is the question, can I ask that once more?
What if you never knew things that you needed to know?
What if you never been places you needed to go?
What if you get there and learned them as you go?
What if is the question, can I ask that once more? What if?
Yeah, yeah, yo, I flow calm but don't push
What if Saddam hung Bush? What if One Mike was called One Hook?
What if the Bridge never showed me how to hold a weapon?
What if I ran into that sick chick with no protection?
What if I never wore that army jacket? Car hard to match it
Unlaced tims, the hood on my first album cover under plastic?
What if I was just another corny rapper?
What if I went first instead of Notorious who would tell my story after?
What if we loved less and lust more if Obama was on Rushmore?
Would Ali give Tyson a busted jaw?
What if I never glared out the project window?
Whenever the the scared for me and the life of my kinfolk?
What if that gun pin broke?
I would have never leaned back in the Enzo
All red, what if all real niggaz was all dead?
What if Hilliary and them were reptilian?
And 2012 was the end of men and all world civilians?
What if you never knew things that you needed to know?
What if you never been places you needed to go?
What if you get there and learned them as you go?
What if is the question, can I ask that once more?
What if you never knew things that you needed to know?
What if you never been places you needed to go?
What if you get there and learned them as you go?
Uh, mmm, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, ooh oow
Yo, the game is dirty watch how you playin' it
It's your bed, watch, who you let lay in it
It's your crib, watch, who you let stay in it
'Cause when you think they want they just might
And it's hard to tell so choose your chicks right
The real ones knowing you front
That's why you gotta know what you want
Walk with them, show them the lounge
Conversate talk to them slow
Talk to them rough
Nowadays it's hard to tell
Where them girls is coming from
Are they in it to the finish
Or just having fun?
I ain't mad at them girls doin' what they do
Out to get that money but I ain't that good
I want a girl, a regular girl
I want a girl only trippin' off that iced out
I want a girl, a regular girl
If you're for real then lemme hear you holla
I want a girl that can ride with me
Never get tired of me
That's the girl for me
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
I wanna girl that can hang with me
(Hang)
Wanna do thangs with me
(Do thangs)
All I want, I want a girl like you
Yeah, uhu, what
Yo, let's go
Gotta watch how you play
Careful who you choose
Might find yourself in tomorrow's news
'Cause some chicks can be scandalous
You gotta know witch ones to trust
You're the kinda girl I would love to have
Just a little thug with a lot of class
Girl, you ain't got no drama
You must get it from your mamma
I want a girl, a regular girl
I want a girl only trippin' off that iced out
I want a girl, a regular girl
If you're for real then lemme hear you holla
I want a girl that can ride with me
(Ride)
Never get tired of me
(Tired)
That's the girl for me
(That's the girl for me)
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
I wanna girl that can hang with me
(Hang)
Wanna do thangs with me
(Do thangs, my girl)
All I want, I want a girl like you
(Uh, yeah yo)
I want a girl that look good, cook good
Don't listen to rap but she still know when the hook's good
All she do is read so she know when the book's good
Love her, 'cause she's from the suburb and she looks hood
Lady but in bed she's an animal still
Stick, shift or automatic, she can handle the wheel, uh
There when I call, there when I fall
I want a girl just like you and that's all
(I want a girl)
I want a girl that can ride with me
(Ride)
Never get tired of me
(Tired)
That's the girl for me
(That's the girl for me)
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
I wanna girl that can hang with me
(Hang)
Wanna do thangs with me
(Do thangs)
All I want, I want a girl like you
I want a girl that can ride with me
(Uh, yeah, uhu)
Never get tired of me
(That's right)
That's the girl for me
(That's the girl for me)
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
I wanna girl that can hang with me
(Hang)
Wanna do thangs with me
(Do thangs, my girl)
All I want, I want a girl like you
I want a girl that can ride with me
(Yeah)
Never get tired of me
(That's right)
That's the girl for me
(Ow yeah, whatup?)
I wanna girl that can hang with me
(Joe)
Wanna do thangs with me
(I hear that)
All I want want a girl like you
(Jada)
Dallas Austin production
How you love that? Whatup D-block
Let's go, uhhu, Double R
Nothing y'all can do about it
I want a girl like you
K, feel me
(CHORUS:)
I'm going back to the way (yeah)
The way I used to be (uh-huh)
I got no love for these n****s (naw)
Cause they ain't got love for me (uh-uh)
I'm going back to the way (yeah)
The way I used to be (uh-huh)
With no love for these n****s (naw)
Cause they ain't got love for me yeah (uh, yeah)
(VERSE 1:)
Yo I don't go to church much but I need him a lot
And the ryde is ruff that's why I got D on my block
So you can't even get it less I give it to you hard
And everybody don't get it then some n****s get a nod
I done brung n****s shopping
Brung n****s touring
Those with high bails came home by the morning
Kept n****s with Nikes on n****s lights on
Not on no sucka shit trying to make it right for them
Then you try to show ‘em shit
The average n***a don't appreciate nothing so
All that shit is over with
Entourage light up more shooters than fighters
People that's there to work stead is there to divide us
No more royalties, loyal fees
The less headaches it is
More for me
I'ma grown man
It took me a minute to figure out
My career is in my own hand
(CHORUS:)
I'm going back to the way
The way I used to be
I got no love for these n****s
Cause they ain't got love for me
I'm going back to the way (uh-huh)
The way I used to be (uh)
With no love for these n****s (naw)
Cause they ain't got love for me yeah
(VERSE 2:)
Yo, as far as the industry goes
Everybody's a foe
Only a friend when they want you to flow
I done came straight off the plane into another mans session
And spit pain and ain't charge him a thing
Had to make my line of respect real thinner
Started getting real hungry
I needed a real dinner
Sin whoever you want, I'm kissing them all
Did a track with everybody except Mr. Shakur
To me a plaque ain't nothing
But some shit for the wall
And I ain't hating on the people who got ‘em
I got a lot of ‘em
But I don't got the money they got
So I ain't proud of ‘em
I'm proud of me
Cause only I can get the guts out of me (what)
(CHORUS:)
I'm going back to the way (yeah)
The way I used to be
I got no love for these n****s (naw)
Cause they ain't got love for me (uh)
I'm going back to the way (uh-huh)
The way I used to be (yeah)
With no love for these n****s (naw)
Cause they ain't got love for me yeah
(VERSE 3:)
Even though I'm strong
The bullshit still be penetrating
It ain't nothing personal ya'll
I'm just ventilating
It was starting to make me tense
How I put a dent in the game
And came back to make more dents
More than one hand on the gun
Just makes more prints
The older I get
The Bible starts to make more sense
When I drive by and give you the horn
I ain't flip, I'm just handling my business
And keeping it going
Instead of pieces, I'm getting the lumps for real for real
And get a n***a ass like I did from the jump
Cause usually a problem would help
And you always gonna need somebody
But all you got is yourself that's why
(CHORUS:)
I'm going back to the way
The way I used to be
I got no love for these n****s
Cause they ain't got love for me
I'm going back to the way
The way I used to be
With no love for these n****s
"I wanna." {*scratch*} uhh
"I wanna."
(*sung*) Cruisin baby (c'mon)
(Snoop) Cruise with me, cruise with me
(*sung*) Come ride with me (ride with me)
(Snoop) Ride, ride
(*sung*) Cruisin baby - come smoke with me
(smoke with me)
(*sung*) Cruisin baby (c'mon)
(*sung*) Roll down these streets (bounce)
(Snoop) Bounce (yeah)
(Jadakiss)
Yo, yo
"I wanna." take a trip to the Beverly Center
and scoop a mean model broad up dawg and get head in the renter
Gotta take her home, clean her up before I can finish
Cause ain't no pussy worth gettin burnt while I'm up in it
Then I made her roll up while I was runnin a bath
And she said she do X, I gave her one and a half
Let her get her roll on and made her jump in the bath
I left her standin there sayin. haha
"I wanna." come through in the orange M5
And I got them things in the trunk and they goin for ten-five
It could and it will get ugly, but so what?
No matter how it go down, the hood'll still love me
Never cut broads, I let everybody hit 'em
My bullets is like chicken pox, everybody get 'em
You know Ja' blow pud-dy, lookin for somethin to slay
Mixin the 'gnac with Ocean Spray, c'mon
"I wanna."
(*sung*) Cruisin baby - come ride with me
(Snoop) Ride with me, ride with me, ride with me
(*sung*) Cruisin baby - come smoke with me
(Snoop) Smoke with me, smoke with me, smoke with me
(*sung*) Cruisin baby - roll down these streets
(Snoop) Roll with me, roll with me, roll with me
(*sung*) with me.
(Snoop Dogg)
"I wanna." bust a bitch upside her motherf**kin head
for talkin shit to a pimp
Limp on 'em, flip on 'em, dip on 'em
Crip on 'em, and put this motherf**kin dick on 'em
This sorta fish called a bitch oughta hush up
Rolled a fat blunt and smoked this motherf**kin dope up
Cause you know what? (Whattup?)
Shit a nigga know you're so tough, but bitch I wanna go f**k
"I wanna." take you upstairs, and do dat dere
Hell motherf**kin yeah
See I'm a real player and I won't waste your time
I've been a starter, I ain't never sat the f**kin pine
Stay on the frontline, it's all by de-sign
Nigga done the crizzime, ain't never dropped a dizzime
Everything is fizzine, rollin up a dizzime
D-O-double-G I got bitches waitin in lizzine
"I wanna."
(*sung*) Cruisin baby - come ride with me
(Snoop) Ride with me, ride with me, ride with me
(*sung*) Cruisin baby - come smoke with me
(Snoop) Smoke with me, smoke with me, smoke with me
(*sung*) Cruisin baby - roll down these streets
(Snoop) Roll with me, roll with me, roll with me
(*sung*) with me.
(Jadakiss)
Uh-huh, yeah. yeah.
"I wanna." do the club thing like in and out in an hour
And then I'm back home bangin shorty out in the shower
Check it I'm chasin the Henny with Coronas
She got in her mind that, she gon' get some Fendi if I bone her
(eh-eh) Backshot was murder from the rear
And she gave me mean top, while I blew the purple in her hair
Oh yeah, after I nutted I was a goner
And still got honey thinkin that
"I wanna." automatic start on the Aston Martin
Can't beat 'Kiss cause you ain't got half the heart an'
get you hit on the inside for half a carton
Couple of suits - dawg, we f**kin with loot
I got enough dough to chill in court
But I know dudes with twenty-five in and they still ain't short
But never mind that, we can't lose
Pour another drink, roll another dutch up
We gon' cruise, let's go
"I wanna."
(*sung*) Cruisin baby - come ride with me
(Snoop) Yeah, cruise, cruise. gangsta, gangsta.
(*sung*) Cruisin baby - come smoke with me
(Snoop) Yea yea, yea yea. yea yea, gangsta, gangsta.
(*sung*) Cruisin baby - roll down these streets
(Snoop) Cruise. lay low. hold it down y'all
(*sung*) with me.
(Snoop) Hold it hold it hold it down, hold it down y'all
"I wanna."
(Snoop) Yea yea, hold it down
I had to do it (YEAH)
its what the streets want
D-Block
mothafucka
the hood series
remix
blow it up, kiss of death
when it drop, they gon cop like new base
kill a nigga thousand times worse than srewface
ol' skool, i still clean my jewels wit toothpaste
hood rich, i could light the stove wit a new face
and as far for feds, they gon have to get me at the top
when you see me, you betta ride if you got the drop
cuz i stay wit the magnum, the 3-5-7
and, i can get the diesel, own T by 11
if you wanna do the math, dont come back til' you sold every gram for a hundred and a half
uh, keep up if you could follow the verse
and i never seen a brick truck follow a hearse
so thats why i'm an inforcer, the coop is V-10 five point five with five hundred horses
before long, im gonna catch ya
canoscos, and imma moreno Tonyo B.C clefta
and i dont even drive it, i keep the vet clean
stashed in the garage, as G has kept green
we aint got the most money, but we the best team
took a minute, but now im gonno be the next theme
to tear ya'll niggas apart
you can buy guns, but you cant buy niggaz wit heart, mothafucka
uh, yea,
i cant stand ya'll niggas
lets go to court, in the street, and i'll re-man ya'll niggas
i'm so roured, that bullshit aint workin no more
you wanna be the first rapper dead in the '04
two many niggas cool wit' da jaky
so you let 'em get acquanted with da riv
and get em cool wit da lake
but you a hard flow nigga, the way im movin ya space
bullets like eyedrops, put two on ya face
ya'll neva gon' touch me, kid
till they put me on the ground or until the FEDS cuff the kid
empty the pound all on niggas
tear up ya wig
look down on niggas, looked up to Big
fuck watchu' heard Kiss wont do
he gon give it to niggas and ya'll young boys can get some too
and if mores not like this, after this im through
front of the store every day, daddy just come through
you'll neva get the best of me now
you'll be after equaty now, my checks look like destiny child's
so ya'll niggas besta be out
D-Block got the rest of you now
Smith of west of you out
tears, jeans, hoodies, army coat, installation
i gave ya'll niggas inspiration
mothafucka, against the Kiss
and this the mothafuckin thanks i get
so i dont care who bank i split
I had to do it (YEAH)
Its what the streets want
D-Block
Mothafucka
The hood series
Remix
Blow it up, kiss of death
When it drop, they gon cop like new base
Kill a nigga thousand times worse than srewface
Ol' skool, i still clean my jewels wit toothpaste
Hood rich, i could light the stove wit a new face
And as far for feds, they gon have to get me at the top
When you see me, you betta ride if you got the drop
Cuz i stay wit the magnum, the 3-5-7
And, i can get the diesel, own T by 11
If you wanna do the math, don't come back til' you sold every gram for a hundred and a half
Uh, keep up if you could follow the verse
And i never seen a brick truck follow a hearse
So that's why i'm an inforcer, the coop is V-10 five point five with five hundred horses
Before long, im gonna catch ya
Canoscos, and imma moreno Tonyo B.C clefta
And i don't even drive it, i keep the vet clean
Stashed in the garage, as G has kept green
We aint got the most money, but we the best team
Took a minute, but now im gonno be the next theme
To tear ya'll niggas apart
You can buy guns, but you can't buy niggaz wit heart, mothafucka
Uh, yea,
I can't stand ya'll niggas
Lets go to court, in the street, and i'll re-man ya'll niggas
I'm so roured, that bullshit aint workin no more
You wanna be the first rapper dead in the '04
Two many niggas cool wit' da jaky
So you let 'em get acquanted with da riv
And get em cool wit da lake
But you a hard flow nigga, the way im movin ya space
Bullets like eyedrops, put two on ya face
Ya'll neva gon' touch me, kid
Till they put me on the ground or until the FEDS cuff the kid
Empty the pound all on niggas
Tear up ya wig
Look down on niggas, looked up to Big
Fuck watchu' heard Kiss wont do
He gon give it to niggas and ya'll young boys can get some too
And if mores not like this, after this im through
Front of the store every day, daddy just come through
You'll neva get the best of me now
You'll be after equaty now, my checks look like destiny child's
So ya'll niggas besta be out
D-Block got the rest of you now
Smith of west of you out
Tears, jeans, hoodies, army coat, installation
I gave ya'll niggas inspiration
Mothafucka, against the Kiss
And this the mothafuckin thanks i get
So i don't care who bank i split
Let's go
K I S S me
Uh and I just wanna make
Love, love, love
Uh, I love it when you say
K I S S me
Uh and I just wanna make
Love, love, love
A yo, the crib got your friends working
We travel to France for French curtains
You was there when I was on the bench hurtin'
Now that I own my team it's only right that I condone my queen
Try to show her my dream
And I can't let her get lost now, she carries the money
The hammer and material across town
And understands she's fine and understands she's mine
She understands the grind, cook, cleans and irons
And whatever she wanna push I'ma co-sign
And if I ain't got it already than I'ma go find it
I guess I'ma lucky don and she's a lucky queen
'Cause her jewelery box look likes lucky charms
All color stones and she know that I'm in the hood
But she also knows that I'm coming home
Mr. Raspy thought I was in love with money
Till the first time we getting nasty
K I S S me
Uh, and I just wanna make
Love, love, love
I love it when you say
K I S S me
Uh, and I just wanna make
Love, love, love
Uh yo, whatever the road to paradise is, we on it
Gave you your income tax checks so I can get on with
Those were the days, these are the times
You held me down with nearly damn near everything
Even my rhymes
I will play a song for you and you will let me know exactly
How the ladies will respond from a women's point of view
And that's why my girl is with me
I love it when she layin' in the bed with a pearl long vickie
The next best thing to a soldier
Go hard with a fat ass and a head full of rollers
Just look in her eyes and tell she's real
Just imagine the way she smells and the way she feel
And the sex was crazy then and crazy still
And you know I'm from the streets so it's crazy ill
And we waitin' on the new island
We been to all them 4, 5 times, come on mommy, you whilin'
K I S S me
Uh, and I just wanna make
Love, love, love
Uh, I love it when you say
K I S S me
Uh, and I just wanna make
Love, love, love
Uh, when things was rough, only person I could call was you
Now everything I do, I do it all for you
Come touch me, come kiss me
Come love me anyway you wanna, boy
And I'm hood as long as I'm close to you
And we doing what grown folks is supposed to do, come on
Come hold me, come feel me
Come take me anyway you wanna, baby
Aye yo the money is great but what we got is more better
We got the four letters when it comes from the heart it's more pleasure
And for the fact that you trust me still
Thus far I appreciate what we've built
All the minks that I bought you that dragged the floor
And all the nights you sat up and bagged the roar
Damn, I'm thinking that you gotta hate it
But yet and still you tolerate it that's why ma, we gotta make it
K I S S me
Yeah uh, and I just wanna make
Love, love, love
Yeah uh, I love it when you say
K I S S me
Uh and I just wanna make
Love, love, love
K I S S me
And I just wanna make
Love, love, love
Yeah uh, I love it when you say
K I S S me
And I just wanna make
Love, love, love
Most people would consider this illegal
Since we are the best
And you agree with me, right?
No need to debate
The way we run shit
See we're kinda like the government
So just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
It's Bus Rhymes and I'm back with the crack
And the thugs and the drugs, nigga black
The best to do it, we only deal with the facts, bitch
Blazin' and I'm so amazin' on the tracks, bitch
Bounce on 'em and I jump and I skip
And I hop and I flip over niggas like gymnastics
Watch the way that I'm comin ', I'm givin' the streets acid
Bastards, niggas know I'm the king of the classics
Drastic measures, I'm spreadin' like a rash, bitch
Class is in session, you 'bout to get yo' ass kicked
Emperor of every round table of the house
And when I speak niggas respect me as leader of the councilman
God rap, God persona, God scrilla
God body in the flesh, call me Godzilla
Now I know you see we be the most prominent
Dominant niggas, respect my conglomerate
Since we are the best
And you agree with me, right?
No need to debate
The way we run shit
See we're kinda like the government
So just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Young Money in charge
Yes, it's Little Wayne but the money's enlarge
Priorities, Young Money and God
Now they wanna know how I be gettin' money on Mars
'Cause I be gettin' paid like outta this world
Hip hop is a bitch and I'm proud of this girl
But when the sharks come, see how the fish curl
This is my game, you gon' need a referral
I know more about tree than squirrel
Me no talk much but the heat so verbal
Brand new Marc Jacob, pink coat thermal
Gun outside of the gear, external
I'm so fly, y'all still at the terminal
I'll put you in the dirt just because I see the worm in you
Dirty South, bitch, admire and acknowledge it
And respect my conglomerate
Since we are the best
And you agree with me, right?
No need to debate
The way we run shit
See we're kinda like the government
So just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Workers, bosses, Ferraris, Porches
Dope fiends, nauseous, crack spot losses
Race track, horses, big meetings at the round table
To discuss what the cost is
Money change you, devils, angels
We the ones who say what you can and what you can't do
Respect, power, Kush, sour
Haze, airy, pills, powder
Gangstas, varmints, ice, garments
Don shit, real niggas who I get it on with
When I'm around my colleagues ain't comfortable
They all got a-sick with my verses for a month or two
Uh, wrong nigga to have a problem with
The blade first, then the bullet gon' follow it
Yeah, if you lucky I might hollow it
D-Block, just respect my conglomerate
Since we are the best
And you agree with me, right?
No need to debate
The way we run shit
See we're kinda like the government
So just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Baby why don't we sit back,
Just take the time to relax,
Let's leave the worries behind,
I'll be yours, baby be mine,
It's time to get in the groove,
Of things, there's no need to prove,
Them all wrong,
We know we belong...
(Together) you and I, we have got a love so strong,
And it's a mystery to you and me,
That they think we're so damn wrong,
(They think they're so clever)
When they don't even know what's going on,
Baby what they say don't mean a thing,
As long as we know we will be...
(Forever) we'll be together girl because we know,
That our love will last through good times or bad,
We know our love will always grow,
(Through any weather),
Let's stay together while they act like fools,
Baby they don't know, even this storm,
Can never get between me and you...
Baby why don't we sit back,
Just take the time to relax,
Let's leave the worries behind,
I'll be yours, baby be mine,
It's time to get in the groove,
Of things, there's no need to prove,
Them all wrong,
We know we belong...
(Together) let's take a trip far away from here,
To a world where we could be alone,
Because to me and you it's clear...
(That whatever)
We seem to do they'll always stop and stare,
Baby take my hand, they don't understand
That we don't even care about them baby...
We don't even care about them, baby, no
Keep it stronger, we can't go wrong
In the end they'll understand
And even it they don't, baby
It'll still be you and me, forever at last
Baby why don't we sit back,
Just take the time to relax,
Let's leave the worries behind,
I'll be yours, baby be mine,
It's time to get in the groove,
Of things, there's no need to prove,
Them all wrong,
We know we belong...
Together forever and ever (we'll be together, baby)
Together forever and ever (just you and me my lady)
Together forever and ever (we'll be together babe)
Together forever and ever (forever and ever)
Baby why don't we sit back,
Just take the time to relax,
Let's leave the worries behind,
I'll be yours, baby be mine,
It's time to get in the groove,
Of things, there's no need to prove,
Them all wrong,
[Jadakiss]
You know i love the style on ya
blue forty caliber
butterfly doors on the triple black challenger
and im still in and out
got it so im spending out
dope boy so i never have a problem in a drought
don't take too much work if you cant manage that
in case u run out of empties use sandwich bags
play with the hand u was dealt
thats why i ride the track til it melts
i can care less how you feel how u felt
i done spent niggas rent money on belts
threesomes in the trunk
im fucking for the wealth
and the hood ask about me im something else
[Young Jeezy]
I aint even did nothing
and it look like im trafficking
you see these blood diamonds
sir my chain African
speaking of my chain
need to get a job
get the fuck up out my neck
serve (?) to Barack
whatever that you do look
don't get caught
that stash get low ya ass might get bought
Ok im over it lets talk about something else
i said im over it i think im buying something else
leave everyday like a thug holiday
suffocate a nigga bout my j. holiday
to make a movie bout my doc holiday
Yo, boss talk, the game start to call, let the Porsche talk
Crib big as ac, yard like the board walk
Models in the master bedroom, get your cough on
Age lit, kush lit, I move and I push ish
I could sentence the war like George bush did
Lv heaters on, 20g footprints
Top 5, I could give a nod and the shot fly
I was in the drop top when I dropped by
You know it was a 2014, the work is right
But the money is all green
Big boy dialog, all the real music in the integrity
And salute, at my all
[Hook]
First to the floor, ace in the glass
Been out all night, grabbing on
Bottom round getting it
My own girl mad, I’m way too rich to be acting like that
She an attitude, I used to love her
But now she mad at me cause I don’t love her
Heat the court room like I’m fresh out the stove
Quiet like I’m on that blow
First down to the floor, yeah, yeah
First down to the floor
Me and my,
First down to the floor
I got the perimeter covered, is what the thugs die for
But the women will love it
Hands on with the people I blend in with the public
Lyrically nobody equal, that’s the end of the subject
That money still coming, the packs ain’t slow up
They try to implicate me but the facts ain’t show up
It’s simple, all you gotta do is act
They know us, rocking that new ish before the racks even go up
They lost the attitude, came in through customs
Andy Warhol, don p’s and mushrooms
Yeah, and if it’s good, buy it all
Desert eagle firearm, big boy dialogue
[Hook]
First to the floor, ace in the glass
Been out all night, grabbing on
Bottom round getting it
My own girl mad, I’m way too rich to be acting like that
She an attitude, I used to love her
But now she mad at me cause I don’t love her
Heat the court room like I’m fresh out the stove
Quiet like I’m on that blow
First down to the floor, yeah, yeah
First down to the floor
Me and my,
First down to the floor
Yo, my dialogue is domiere,
Red bottoms and mommies that wear cartiers
Racks in the club if I party there
Bricks from enrique’s little brother named Javier
Italian whips, laced with Versace seats
Got more ice than a hockey need
Yeah, we could do this shit properly
We could buy a block, learned that from monopoly
Your girl getting top from a girl while she toppin me
Top 5 dead or alive, no stopping me
Big boy dialogue, look what you never find a fly
Down in front on you
Get fire like the fire come, boy
[Hook]
First to the floor, ace in the glass
Been out all night, grabbing on
Bottom round getting it
My own girl mad, I’m way too rich to be acting like that
She an attitude, I used to love her
But now she mad at me cause I don’t love her
Heat the court room like I’m fresh out the stove
Quiet like I’m on that blow
First down to the floor, yeah, yeah
First down to the floor
Me and my,
Chorus
Yall Niggas is Liars
You need to stop watching The Wire
Cause you never been through the fire
Im posted on this block until i retire
Cause Homie I Stay Ten Toes Down
Yo me i tear the town up
Pull the 40s out, put the pounds up
Whenever the regulaters mound up
Started from the ground up
Couple years later im a millionaire, Now What
Still get em now but
Im just more discrete about it
If i get indited all you gonna do is read about it
Somebody Gonna bleed about it
Yea these niggas know he about it
I never get out of my character tho, Im always a G about it
Im in the Streets where there no rules
everybodys so cool
til u take a leak on they protools
and i aint been innocence since
I planted my ten toes down in the cement
You can get em long as you say u aint get em from kiss
Im always in some shit
I run the block like i got a permit
If u listenin than u heard
much diffrent than these nerd
[Hook]
Black-on-black Elevens with the red bottom
Thirteen Seven's, Number Four and the One
I wanna rock different year of Js every day
Carolina Blue kicks, hottest shit on the block
Black-on-black Elevens with the red bottom
Thirteen Seven's, Number Four and the One
I wanna rock different year of Js every day
Carolina Blue kicks, hottest shit on the block
[Verse 1: Jadakiss / Styles P]
I remember school days – online for the new Js
True blues or the cool greys
If you ain't got 'em, look the other way
Hop out the Nines with the Carolina color way
I put in work, boy
For the Bugs Bunny black, purple and turquoise
I had to search, boy
Got 'em all from the Ones to the Twenty-Threes
20-09s, the 20-13s
Every pair spizikes, and I met Mizike
It's concord, flip Threes, everything you lizike
Yeah, we the reason why they change the release dates
To the weekend from the week day
[Verse 2: Bow Wow]
Well, uh – Mr. 106 stay fresh
One's on like he ball in the dunk contest
You ain't never seen kicks like these
How I switch up from them Space Jams
To kill 'em in those retro Threes
I made a movie tryna be like Mike, my shoe game right
Ain't gotta stand in line 'cause they FedEx mine
I've got the patent leather Carolinas, you can't find 'em
I've got all Js – you name 'em, I bet I got 'em
I'm ill in the Sixes, got every color, boy
If you run out of stock, I've got enough to fill a store
All the youngins like value, you know them boys can't touch 'em
I'm in the Last Shots, the ones he crossed up Bryon Russell
What's up?
[Outro]
I think my favorite is the Fours
See, if you run out of stock, I've got enough to fill a store
I think my favorite is the Fours
See, if you run out of stock, I've got enough to fill a store
I think my favorite is the Fours
See, if you run out of stock, I've got enough to fill a store
I think my favorite is the Fours
If you want it, come get it
(New York City must be)
If you want it, come get it
If you want it, come get it
If you want it, come get it
(New York City must be)
CHORUS (Pharrell):
(Yeah) You can dance if you want to, but you really don't have to dance
See you got your eyes on the hustlas
(New York City must be)
You just wanna touch us
Come on with the lump in your pants (come on, come on)
(New York City must be)
(See) I ain't gonna stress ya (no), but I know my glow got you under pressure (uh huh)
You already know that the flow is extra (no, he haaa), stand right here so the blocks can catch ya
Jadakiss:
(Uh, yo) If you want to take a picture with money then stand right here
You see all eyes is on the man right here
(New York City must be)
Us hookin' up is the plan I swear
And you ain't gotta dance, you can stand right there
(New York City must be)
Nice hips plus you got an ass to lean on
Type of honey that you wanna flash the green on
Real New Yorker, brilliant author
(New York City must be)
The work still on the same scale as Orca
Still sellin' the kush and lightin' the sour
Still in the hood gettin' ready for the powder
(New York City must be)
So what? They don't me, they fightin' the power
Cause the flicks will be up on every site in an hour (come on)
CHORUS (Pharrell):
(Yeah, yeah) You can dance if you want to, but you really don't have to dance
(New York City must be)
See you got your eyes on the hustlas, you just wanna touch us
Come on with the lump in your pants
(See) (New York City must be)
I ain't gone stress ya (uh uh), but I know my glow got you under pressure (uh huh)
You already know that the flow is extra (no), stand right here so the blocks can catch ya (he haaa, uh, yo)
Jadakiss:
(Uh) J to the mwah
I'm one of the best in world ma, that's what they say on the blogs
(New York City must be)
Look in the garage, half of the cars off the bars, and the other half off the maw
(New York City must be)
My entourage is large, so hard
Kiss run the streets, my niggas run the yard
Whoever disagree can bet they get scarred
(New York City must be)
We keep it so rugged, but we still so suave
Just seen your girl, 'bout to give me a massage
Her friend wanna join, 'bout to make it a menage
(New York City must be)
Let the desert off for the sake of the mirage
Cause it all look good till the louis lands far (yeah)
CHORUS (Pharrell):
(Yeah) You can dance if you want to, but you really don't have to dance
See you got your eyes on the hustlas
(New York City must be)
You just wanna touch us
Come on with the lump in your pants
(See) (New York City must be)
I ain't gonna stress ya, but I know my glow got you under pressure
You already know that the flow is extra
(New York City must be)
Stand right here so the blocks can catch ya
(Listen)
If you want it, come get it
(New York City must be)
If you want it, come get it
If you want it, come get it
(New York City must be)
If you want it, come get it
(New York City must be)
If you want it, come get it (uh uh)
(New York City must be)
If you want it, come get it (uh huh)
If you want it, come get it (no)
If you want it, come get it (he haa)
(New York City must be)
Jadakiss:
Uh, yeah, yo, flow extra, dough extra
They recognize the glow no matter who he's next to
(New York City must be)
Recognized your ho, then he probably sexed her
All my hood niggas gettin' money, throw your sets up
You know what it is with the kid, put your bets up
Honey wanna slide, but I got her under pressure
(New York City must be)
Keep tryin' to tell her that I ain't tryin' to stress her
Come stand right her so the blocks can catch ya (let's go)
CHORUS (Pharrell):
You can dance if you want to, but you really don't have to dance
See you got your eyes on the hustlas
(New York City must be)
You just wanna touch us
Come on with the lump in your pants
(See) (New York City must be)
I ain't gonna stress ya, but I know my glow got you under pressure
You already know that the flow is extra
(New York City must be)
Stand right here so the blocks can catch ya
(Listen)
(New York City must be)
(New York City must be)
(New York City must be)
Ciphers in front of The Apollo as a shorty
Now I got a clip full of hollows in the .40
Louis, Guccis, every now and then Mauris
I take too long to come back, send for me
Know how to work it, big things pop on the underground circuit
Maintain 'til it surface
The nerve of these peasants
Treat a rap budget like a bird how I stretch it
Think they get the message
Waters, Dutchies, lot of herb in a session
So-called tough guys, herbs with aggression
Put your thoughts all over the curb with the Wesson
What used to be superb now is depressing
Negative energy
Generated from the snakes and the centipedes
You will remember me
I just get the storm started
Cold-blooded, warm-hearted
Either way you on target
Move to the side, let the lane merge
The gun's like fried rice, who want they brain stirred?
Enter the limelight, lemon drop-top off of crime life
Always see the crew in the hindsight
Yeah!
American sedan, the shooters got Berettas in their hand
This is Mafia, veterans'll plan
Word to the tape on the brick, this is raw
I'm in the 4x4, 8 plus 8 in the clip
The hustling Harry Potter, shaking the brick
Ice in the bracelet give the Matrix a glitch
And my car's like a spaceship
Got gold in my Nike checks
Jordans got ice in the laces
Pants got a gun where the waist is
It's basic, shirt smell like herb smoke
Chirp, yo, Chirp back
Let me know who getting murked, though
Yeah, we getting money, nigga
Who getting work, though
And I got the Kush, nigga
I got the Purple, move squares
'Cause we got a hold on the circle
Kill you or hurt you, whatever's a virtue
Beat you like ya parents when you breaking your curfew
(Chorus)
Homie, live life to the death
We gonna make it to the top, just one more step
Get this money, it don't matter if it's cash or check
We gonna make it to the top, just one more step
Big houses, cars and jewels that's wet
We gonna make it to the top, just one more step
To the family, friends, whole life is set
We gonna make it to the top, just one more step, one more step
Yo, living my life, what's left of it
Don't try to go to jail but if you do make the best of it
If you crash into a bullet then it ain't no estimate
It's a money-back guarantee, my nigga
Death's a definite
This is audio crack, guess who's cheffing it
Jadakiss and SP, do this effortless
Gun play make you do whatever son say
If the Lord send you a flight, the ticket is one-way
Put that work in when you young, you get power
The money don't match the running it get sour
Still rep the hood to the death
A promise is only good if it's kept
Niggas'll kill you for less
Silence is golden, go 'head, keep dozing
The window of opportunity keeps closing
We gon' see if you really a clutch baller
A cell is small, but a casket is much smaller
Burn out 30 a set shit, 60 a Key shit
That's street shit, Jada & P shit
Lambos, hoopties, shooters and groupies
Montclair, D-Squared, Emilio Pucci
Long trips, short trips, making me nauseous
Court shit, gave them Jews money for Porsches
Made a couple mil for the small shit
We rap and keep raw, so we on some street lore-Forbes shit
Wall still spin, upgraded the floor flip
Ain't touch it, ain't see it, ain't hear about it
If it's money gone, believe we gon' care about
Send some niggas to your crib, take the air up out it
Leave some blood up in it
Listen, fam, the Lam's the color of toast
The seats is like butter in it
No hammers in the club, box cutter in it
Long money and big checks
Get popped in the chest, face, wig, neck
Tre Pound, Sig, Tec
Play the game, get a plane is ya ship wreck
Learn from the best if you aint learn shit yet
Yeah! Muthafucka
(Chorus)
Homie, live life to the death
We gonna make it to the top, just one more step
Get this money, it don't matter if it's cash or check
We gonna make it to the top, just one more step
Big houses, cars and jewels that's wet
We gonna make it to the top, just one more step
To the family, friends, whole life is set
[Jadakiss]
You know I love the style on ya
Blue forty caliber
Butterfly doors on the triple black challenger
And I'm still in and out
Got it so I'm spending out
Dope boy so I never have a problem in a drought
Don't take too much work if you can't manage that
In case u run out of empties use sandwich bags
Play with the hand u was dealt
That's why I ride the track til it melts
I can care less how you feel how u felt
I done spent niggas rent money on belts
Threesomes in the trunk
I'm fucking for the wealth
And the hood ask about me I'm something else
[Young Jeezy]
I aint even did nothing
And it look like I'm trafficking
You see these blood diamonds
Sir my chain African
Speaking of my chain
Need to get a job
Get the fuck up out my neck
Serve (?) to Barack
Whatever that you do look
Don't get caught
That stash get low ya ass might get bought
Ok I'm over it lets talk about something else
I said I'm over it I think I'm buying something else
Leave everyday like a thug holiday
Suffocate a nigga bout my j. holiday
To make a movie bout my doc holiday
Death wish, death wish, death wish, death wish
Death wish, death wish, death wish
[Jadakiss]
AH-HAHHHH!
Yeah, yo, they must got a death wish
Cause they was on the (Road to the Riches)
back in the day, but they got off on the exit
Real disrespect shit - whenever a nigga
try to fuck up your investment, it's hard to digest it
These young niggaz don't wanna get punched in they faces
So they keep the burner on 'em, and catch a bunch of cases
These old niggaz still think they livin in the 80's
And shorties that they knew since they were babies turned crazy
The bitches still holla
At anybody lookin like they gettin a couple dollars
Could fuck, suck and swallow
Ain't nobody winnin, but everybody can't lose
The dirt's still there, funeral home ain't move
Goin in, comin out gang affiliated
You'd rather go back before bein humiliated
A black cloud over the hood, you can't escape it
Dust smokin niggaz walkin 'round in the (Matrix)
Loyalty is thin, the tension is thick
Look at a broke nigga's face, when you mention a brick
Stick-up kids come around, when they sense that you rich
Candles and lizzle get lit when you get hit with the fifth
Niggaz that used to hoop dream is now sellin the piff
And they still rattin but you can't tell if you stiff
Especially when the tec spit
Fuck around get your head, and your neck hit, lookin for a death wish
What?
[Chorus: Jadakiss]
Talkin out your mouth, all reckless
To a nigga that you know, that'll let it off, that's a death wish
When your heart stops, and your body gets breathless
And help don't come in enough time, that's a death wish
When you see the blood and realize that your chest is hit
And don't know where it came from, that's a death wish
When you know a nigga, whole styles on some next shit
And you violate 'em, mm-MWAH, that's a death wish
[Lil Wayne]
Young Money!
Ahh, I be on that way left shit
Better get right or get left shit
Better hit right or get left hit
Even if you threw the best pitch
Yes bitch it's Weezy-F bitch, I'm the best bitch
Motherfuck yo' guest list, I be like, let's just
kill him and get breakfast, neck slit
Next shit expect this, every time you check this
I'm exit, I mean, excited to be yo' death wish
Bitch I wear this G shit on my heart, not my necklace
And I keep the Heckler for the heck-less
And I'm from the Mecca of the Reckless with a record-breakin death list
The reckless and neglecters think election won't affect us
I'm high above you, above law, above ever rich
Niggaz snitchin, put niggaz in a can like a beverage
Damn! I pop at your head, fuck up your memories
I put a bullet in Nina head and let her reminisce
Yeah, if you don't remember shit you gon' remember this
I'll knock them niggaz down this year, I'm on my timber shit
Big lion growl at you niggaz on that Simba shit
I'll be on that "Fuck yo' clique, I'll kill every member" shit
Cold as December shit, bang in any weather shit
And they could buy yo' bag with body parts sold separate
Yeah, that's a bet bitch like Russian Roulette bitch
Weezy be the genie in a bottle, here's your death wish
(featuring Ron Isley)
(Ron Isley singing)
Swizz Beatz, show 'em what they dealin with
Wooo! Oh yeahhhh! Ahh Yeahh
(Ron Isley singing - Chorus x2)
Hey ladies, can I get a witness?
Lah da da da da-da
Tell 'em what they dealin with
Throw your hands in the air (big business)
Throw your hands in the air (yeah! yeah!)
Hey fellas, tell 'em what they dealin with
Big house (throw your hands in the air), big boats
Big cars (throw your hands in the air), superstars
(Verse 1 - Jadakiss)
Fuck a six and a seven I'ma put big dubs on the gray eight
Hold your wrist when you squeeze, the slugs'll stay straight
Can I get a witness, Swizz Beatz the monster
Jadakiss, Mr. Biggs, its big business
Nigga this is our show
Twenty two master bedrooms in the crib
The garage like the car show
Not only am I real, I think
But I still jab a nigga with the left and won't spill my drink
The Courvoisier got me clashes
Honey all over me like ashes
Throwin that green molases
Your dealin with D-Block, and Full Surface
And ain't no payment plans its full purse-full
(Chorus x2)
(Verse 2 - Jadakiss)
A'yo I'm dealin with this mami from Quebec
When she fly out I pull the boat out and blow scomie on the deck
Shootin at the stars, Tommy and the Tek
Soon as the dutch finish you can find me on the neck
No foreplay, bustin the pound raise me
Middle of the ocean, bustin her down crazy
You know me, I ain't on no star shit
I just came to hurt the market
Then squirt the Larkin
Put your hands up, matter fact put your mans up
Put your medina's and your lambs up, your grams up
Talkin bout buckin each other
Probly fuckin each other
D-Block dawg, we stuck with each other
(Chorus x2)
(Verse 3 - Jadakiss)
A'yo Full Surface, Swizz Beatz is in front of him
Got alot of problems but money ain't one of 'em
D 12's and up, thats our M-O
Tell me what you know bout a jet ski limo
Waterproof knockin it, ain't no stoppin it
Automatic respect whenever D-Block's in it
Or we can take it to the avenue too
Bring the Porsche GT out, lavender blue
Shit change, Kiss came its all extortion
Everybody meet, except for smaller portions
For real though, behave yourself on some grown shit
It ain't enough room dawg, I'm on my own hit
(Chorus x2)
(Ron Isley singing)
Big Businesssss, Jadakiss
Ohhh why dont you rap to 'em one tiiime
Show em who they dealin wit
Wake up everybody no more sleepin' in bed
No more backward thinkin' time for thinkin' ahead
The world has changed so very much
From what it used to be so
There is so much hatred war an' poverty
Wake up all the teachers time to teach a new way
Maybe then they'll listen to whatcha have to say
Cause they're the ones who's coming up and the world is in their hands
When you teach the children teach em the very best you can.
[Chorus]
The world won't get no better if we just let it be
The world won't get no better we gotta change it yeah, just you and me.
Wake up all the doctors make the ol' people well
They're the ones who suffer an' who catch all the hell
But they don't have so very long before the Judgment Day
So won'tcha make them happy before they pass away.
Wake up all the builders time to build a new land
I know we can do it if we all lend a hand
The only thing we have to do is put it in our mind
Surely things will work out they do it every time.
i be around but i just be outta sight
and imma be spitting till the world run outta mics
in the hood till the projects run outta mice
betting heavy till the bow deggers run outta dice
and im working with more hammers than you can imagine
and when i get in the booth i do it with passion
niigga its the same old kiss mango 6
seats suede listening to something sheek just laid
Yo, yo, I know niggas wit honor and will
That'll still crush the blow up and then pass they mama the bill
So I'ma always be able to burn my strip
'Cause my bags be stuffed and I burn my tips
And it ain't no telling what the snub'll do
So when y'all go and cop vests, cop one for your mother too
And I'm way better than them other dudes
But I'm stuck wit, what I'm stuck wit 'cause I don't suck dick
Sat with the players and I stood with the coaches
And I'ma always be in the hood like roaches
Flow is ferocious, dough is ferocious
Two guns by each lung with no holsters
And I control all the fish scale in the city
And still make your first week sales look pretty
I come through, all you hear is chip in the muffler
And you could ask anybody if the Kiss is a hustler
He's a hustler
I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
He's a gambler
I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips
He's a gangster
I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list
That's why
He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga
By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?
And I don't understand how a broke nigga could chill
When a two liter'll dust you so get you a mil'
Yes, I got loose ends, popping out the sunroof of the blue M
I'm like Lou Sims
And I'ma make sure they hit you wit both shorties
I think this summer's gon' be the most bodies
You never ask a nigga in jail if he chilling
Just make sure you make all the sales in the building
'Cuz now niggas think it's all right to tell
And you could put out some garbage and it might, could sell
A lotta niggas be petty and shiest
But that's only 'til you treat 'em like a video
And edit they life
This is a threat, when I talk you, listen to death
And if I run out of money, then my wrist is a bet
And the streets said they wanted more Kiss
Up north niggas pop me in and do a hundred more dips
He's a hustler
I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
He's a gambler
I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips
He's a gangster
I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list
That's why
He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga
By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?
Yo, whether it's dope money or rap money, gamble the shit
Trey pounds of Mauseburgs, handle the shit
Got too big for the city, cops brought in the Feds
So we moved across the map and brought in the bread
Niggas chill for a month and a half, no ruckus
Got the pictures of baggers and all of the gun busters
And you know how it go 'cuz it rarely'll change
Everybody got a license and a alias name
We don't smoke when we hustle and none of us talk
Back to back 'til we home, we can front in New York
'Cuz some of us is running from court
Smoking weed, mumbling thoughts
Trying to stay humble for shorts
We could do this the mob way and kiss you on both cheeks
Or do it the hard way and shoot through your gold teeth
Stand on any block, play Cee-lo and craps
And break niggas for they pack money, then give it back, uh
He's a hustler
I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
He's a gambler
I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips
He's a gangster
I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list
That's why
He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga
By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?
He's a hustler
I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
He's a gambler
I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips
He's a gangster
I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list
That's why
He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga
unks:
'Moving out to you, now'
'Ah, I don't hear it'
'Hold it right there'
'I'm holding'
Spoken:
Say, man!
Don't walk ahead of that woman
Like she don't belong to you
Just 'cause her got them little skinny legs
You know that ain't no way to do.
You didn't act like that when ya had it home
behind closed do's!
Alright
Now, you act like you ashamed of the woman
Don't even want nobody to know she's yo's
But that's, alright
You just walk on, baby!
(hup, hup)
H'uh!
And don't you worry about a doggone thing, a'tol
(hup, hup)
Because there's some man, somewhere
who'll take you
Baby, skinny legs and all
'I swear!'
Keep on walkin', baby
(Hup, hup)
Show ya what I'm talkin' about
Listen to this:
Now, who'll take the woman with the skinny legs?
(Try, Leroy)
Stand right there baby, I'm 'on give you away
in a minute.
Come on, somebody please take the lady with
the skinny legs?
(I don't 'wan 'em!)
Now, ya'all know the lady with skinny legs
got to have somebody too, now.
(No, I don't wanna help that person!)
Will somebody, please take the lady with
the skinny legs, please?
(Ay, Joe!)
Yeah, Bobby
(Why don't you take her?)
She ain't no fool!
I don't want no woman with no skinny legs
Look here!
I thought about givin' this woman to Clyde
But, no
Say, I know the kind-a women Clyde like
Ol' Leroy'll take her.
Say, LEROY!
You got her!
Say, Miss Sweetie
Now, why you wan' act like that man
ain't yo's?
Just 'cause he's walkin' with you
With them raggedy clothes?
Man just forgot to get his suit outta the cleaners
that's all.
Alright!
Alright!
Ya act like that man don't belong to ya.
Go on over there and kiss 'em and
hold his hand.
Unk: 'Go over there and squeeze your man'
Unk man: 'I'd like to have her squeeze my hand'
Say you ain't gon' do what?
Unk: 'I likes it'
(Unk man w/woman-like voice) 'I say later, ho'
'That's alright
You just walk on, mister!
(Thank you, you're welcome!)
And don't you worry about a doggone thing a'tol
(Hup, Hup)
Because there's some woman
Somewhere, who'll take you
Mr. Raggedy Clothes and all.
Yes they will.
Just keep on walkin'
(Hup, Hup)
H'uh!
(Hup, Hup)
H'uh!
(Hup, Hup)
Don't be ashamed a-what you got.
(Hup, Hup)
(Hup, Hup)
Hey fellas look over there
See that woman over there
With her long pretty hair
Don't she look good (yeah)
Don't she look good (yeah)
And see that woman that just drove right in
With her hair blowing in the wind
Didn't she look good (yeah)
Didn't she look good (yeah)
See that woman going to church
All dressed up in her mini skirt, woo!
She looks good (yeah)
Don't she look good (yeah)
And see that woman eating her lunch
She's got skin you'd love to touch
Don't she look good (yeah)
Don't she look good (yeah)
Listen, you better keep the woman you got
I know the other one looks good to ya
But she might not be as good as she looks
Ain't it the truth, brother (yeah)
It's the truth
Girls listen, let me show you something
See that man dressed in his Nehru
He's got pockets of money to give you
Don't he look good (yeah)
Don't he look good (yeah)
And see that man across the street
With those alligator shoes on his feet
Oh the man's looking good (yeah)
He looks good (yeah)
And see that man over to your right
He throws big parties every night
The man is good (yeah)
Don't he look good (yeah)
And check that man over to your left
Huh, all the women say he's kinda stuck on hisself
Oh the man knows he's lookin' good (yeah)
He's lookin' good (yeah)
But you better keep the same man you got
I know the other one looks good to ya
But he might not be as good as he looks
Ain't it the truth, girl (yeah)
Girls listen, I'm gonna cool you cooks to something
Listen to this
Men are gettin scarce girls
Gettin' scarce as hen's teeth, yeah
Men are gettin' scarce girls
Gettin' scarce as hen's teeth, yeah
There used to be a time
When a woman could get a man with just her charms
Now in order for a woman to get a man
She gotta, she gotta take him
She gotta take him, she gotta take him
She gotta take him right out of another woman's arms
Men are gettin scarce girls
Oh their gettin' scarce girls
Gettin' scarce as hen's teeth,(ha ha)
And that's mighty scarce
Listen to this
I was talkin' to this woman the other day
Now she said, she was gonna quit her man
Cause he's got a raggedy car
Can you get to that, look here, huh
Women are funny though
Every time her car is runnin' good
They say chile, that's my car (laughter)
soon as it gets to runnin' bad
She say ah I don't want that old car
That's his car (laughter)
Listen she gonna say to me
She said the other day, she said
It runs hot, it burns oil
This ole car is beat and rundown
The other day the battery fell dead
Right in the heart of town, embarrassin' me
Let me twll you one thing baby
You tell that man to get a tune up on that car
Get a new set of spark plugs, some brand new tires
And a new water pump and you keep that man
'Cause let me tell you one thing right now
Men are gettin scarce girls
Ah their gettin' scarce girls
They're gettin' scarce as hen's teeth,(ha ha)
And that's mighty scarce
Hold it band, hold it, hold it a minute
Say Miss Lady, now you just gonna sit there at that table
And eat all the barbecue and ain't gonna give me none (mumble)
Say what? Oh not you again
Say LeRoy, here's this woman with them skinny legs again
She got a greasy mouth this time
Come over here and get this greasy mouth woman
She reminds me of them folks up in Navisoda, Texas
Eatin' barbecue and drinkin' red soda water on the 19th of June (laughter)
Look here, give me a piece of that barbecue
And kiss me with your greasy mouth (laughter)
I was talkin' to this woman the other day
Now here's a woman that was gonna quit her man
'Cause he wasn't makin' enough money on his job
Talkin' 'bout how much tax Uncle Sam take out of his money
She went on to say something like this
She say they take tax and more tax and they keep on takin' that tax
Why he take so much money from my man
We ain't got enough to relax
Well let me tell you one thing baby
You let that man stay on that ole measely job
and let him keep bringin' home that little $72.50 every week
And you keep that man
'Cause Uncle Sam is gonna get his baby
Don't you worry about that
Men are gettin' scarce baby
They're gettin' scarce as hen's teeth
You got some women their man ain't got no job
When I got your letter baby
I was in a foxhole on my knees
(Oh yes I was)
And your letter brought me so much strength
Tell you what I did, baby
(Oh, you won't believe it)
I raised up and got me
Two mo' enemies
(Oh yes I did)
Listen, that's why
I believe that I'm gonna make it
(Tell everybody back home)
I believe that I'm gonna make it
And baby I'll be home before you can say
Jackie Robinson
(Oh yes I will, yes I will)
Sometimes I wonder
Do you really love me
Then I'll think of something sweet
You once said to me
And the thought makes me feel
So good inside
I raise up and get me
Two mo' enemies
Listen, baby (ooh, oh baby)
I wished a thousand times
That we had gotten married
Before I left home for Vietnam
But then when I see so many of my buddies
Getting' shot down all around me
Makes me kinda glad that we waited
Because I don't wanna leave you
At home being a widow, no
I know you understand, babe
Listen darling
They promised me a furlough on the fifteenth of next month
And I want you to say a prayer tonight
That my furlough will come through
So I can come home to be with you
And tomorrow, oh tomorrow
Go by and tell my mom and daddy
That I love 'em
And for 'em not to worry about me
Listen,
'Cause I believe that I'm gonna make it
Tell everybody back home
I believe that I'm gonna make it
And baby I'll be home before you can say
Some boys say they like your eyes
I heard some boys say
They love the way they hypnotize
Oh honey, I don't know
What it is you got
All I know is that you got what it takes
Um, to take what I got
Oh now some boys say
They love your walk
I heard some boys say
Just the other day
They love your sweet baby talk
Oh, I don't know
I can't see what it is you got
All I know is that you got what it takes
Ooh, to take what I got
Hah hah, yeah
Some boys say they love your smile
I heard some boys say
They love the way you just drive 'em wild
Oh, I don't know
I'm tryin' to figure out what it is you got
All I know is that you got what it takes
Ah, to take what I got
Hah hah, you can get anything I got
Flashin' your pretty eyes
