Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Fuck y'all niggas talkin 'bout huh? ("it's time I see you...)
Get it right, you faggot niggas heard Suge Knight
Double R's the only niggas he respect and, y'all niggas shook right?
y'all get on Hot 97 and, talk wit a baritone
wit two niggas downstairs wit ?licensed guns? to take y'all home
scared ass niggas, you think they gon take a life so they can get life (nope)
ask Puff they aint tryin to hear that nigga
for no cake, and y'all can get at us on Labor Day
we make stones that say ? your moms labor day
I'm in the hood so we can link up, any place you think of
handheld don't hold prints plus I burnt the tip of my fingers
I'm a Bronx gangsta nigga, double R's hoodrat
the nigga they come get quick bitch, on this hood shit
Y'all bitches think the ryders a joke, well I don't play (let's go)
I blow you whole fuckin shit up like Tim McVeigh
gimme the needle, not tomorrow, but today
Cross comin y'all better get the fuck out the way
I aint the shit that you see that's on the top of your church
I put a bomb in your baby carriage, brick through your hearse
Tell your CEO, don't call my CEO apologizin (sorry)
I'm at your wake in the choir standin harmonizin
It's Infa-Red the shit that be on top of the heater
The best thing in New York since Steinbrenner signed Jeter
hold Camby sister the hostage, then send 'em a reef
so stop frontin vegetarian just scared of beef
Yo, ay suck my dick bitch, the way this chick spit ridickliss
Here we go again, only we on Kiss shit
we comin and you keep runnin
you keep claimin you the best that done it
pussy let me see somethin
fake niggas screamin "Ryde or Die"
same niggas we run up on and make 'em cry
outta all the camps in this game, nigga
we the champs in this game
who kick the real shit before the fame
fuck you fat ass, fake bad ass niggas
still play the hood while you ride past niggas
coward trust me, we keep it gutter
hope you stay mad a hater cuz you can't touch us, huh
"It's time I see you..."
Ayo, I aint got a care in the world
Kidnappin your kid, maimin your mom, and airin your girl
and like, you aint got a care in the world
I'm hopeless and numb, I can't see but I can focus my gun
and I'm down for smokin blunts to the head
my nerves is shot, my paces is short, I dump in your head
I'm the hardest nigga out you outta know it by now
I'm the nigga that they talk about goin to Chao
and my name ring bells, my blade stay bloody
if you heard about me beefin dog I leave the most shells
the nigga to salute, the quickest to shoot
Holiday Styles, motherfucker, givin you pound
What? Like I won't run up and break your jaw
like they make a vest for your head to stop the 4
I'm tired of rappin, let's get the mack and send niggas on vacation
right in front of the radio station
motherfuckers aint quiet til the tech go off
arteries hitted, hawkin, they neck is shit
I'm the motherfuckin hardest
I smack the shit out of any one of your artists
whatever the label
y'all niggas don't want beef, y'all want meat at the table
and I don't give a fuck, Sheek'll do life in the box
before any of y'all bitch niggas front on the LOX
What? Motherfuckers, c'mon
Yo, If I miss your head and your neck, I'll hurt your chest
if you from the streets betrayal is worse than death
and I'm known for gettin money, not known for wildin
but I'm real I could rock both phones in the island
this is how we even the bets
I kill everything you love dog, right now, even the pets
everything got dubs on it, even the vets
50 close, then 50 wide, even the sets
cuz the bullets is like calisthenics when I'm squirtin
when they start hurtin, that means they workin
only way we comin is hard
in the streets shit is fuckin real out hear(white dude singin)
no doubt (jadakiss)
niggas be hatin (white dude singin)
for sure(jadakiss)
violatin (white dude singin)
fuck em (jadakiss)
but you need to know(white dude singin)
oooooooowwwwwwww(jadakiss)
[hook]
jadas got a gun (white dude singin)
all the hatin in the world cant save ya
uh huh(jadakiss)
jadas got a gun (white dude singin)
and all the money in the world cant save ya
uh huh(jadakiss)
jadas got a gun(white dude singin)
and all the niggas in the world cant save ya
uh huh(jadakiss)
jadas got a gun(white dude singin)
and all the screamin in the world cant save ya
[jadakiss]
and i been had one so dont forget that
357 magnum with 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
still datin your heat,but me and my guns alope
wen i die burry me with the toats
just in case i run into a lil bit of drama where ever i go
and i wont hesitate make u levitate
hit you with the titanium 38
and its featherweight
bullets like good dope
high will keep em comin
kill a couple niggas then everybody want em
who gonna shoot and who gonna brawl
if push come to shove everybody know you gonna fall
and i got mine on me
the automaty or the fourty cali or even the black glock nine homie
[hook]
jadas got a gun
all the hatin in the world cant save ya
uh huh(jadakiss)
jadas got a gun
and all the money in the world cant save ya
uh huh(jadakiss)
jadas got a gun
(got the sweat just need is the blood and the tears now)
and all the niggas in the world cant save ya
uh huh(jadakiss)
jadas got a gun
and all the screamin in the world cant save ya
[jadakiss]
i got a gun with two hundred shots
im the reason u moved your family to a hole new other block
i got shit that could wake up the deaf
that will knock down the door and break up the steps
dont even bother wearin a vest
cuz these aint the type a slugs thatll get lodged in your chest
got a night time scope that can see through the walls
so just to get shit crackin ima tear up ur dog
imma show you wuts dumbin out
and you can believe wuteva i shoot is comin off or comin out
and dont even try runnin out
cuz the 44 mag will leave ur ass by another house
this is jadakiss
im sprayin everythin i see in my radius
the kid stay blazin shit
which gun is my favorite
i dunno i got em all from the old to the latest shit
jadas got a gun
all the hatin in the world cant save ya
uh huh(jadakiss)
jadas got a gun
and all the money in the world cant save ya
uh huh(jadakiss)
jadas got a gun (four finger stretch body slamin niggas)
and all the niggas in the world cant save ya
jadas got a gun
and all the screamin in the world cant save ya
the guns and the sneakers made jada
the bitches and the refer came later
with the money and the haters
but ima humble kid
still put the pump in your baby motha mouth make her mumble where you live
25 years no felony im tellin yall
why you think i saved it, to blow a nigga mellon off
as a young boy always carried the cap gun
and fell in love with it first time i clapped one
now im a grown man more mature and pleasant
and like hittin niggas in the jaw with the dessert
and everybody gotta gun why not me
you gotta keep it on you now its just like I.D.
and i neva seen a man cry till i seen a man shot
FUCK PRIDE bullets is too damb hot
so if u aint got one you gotta run
handle it
or tell the whole world that
jadas got a gun
all the hatin in the world cant save ya
jadas got a gun
and all the money in the world cant save ya
jadas got a gun
and all the niggas in the world cant save ya
jadas got a gun
and all the screamin in the world cant save ya
jadas got a gun
all the hatin in the world cant save ya
jadas got a gun
and all the money in the world cant save ya
jadas got a gun
and all the niggas in the world cant save ya
jadas got a gun
and all the screamin in the world cant save ya
Yoooo!!
uh, uh-huh, uh
Yo yo yo yo aiyyo
Never will it stop
Hanguns with double digit shots
I move work on other niggas blocks
Leave out the club wit a another niggas watch
Body that man and let other niggas watch
Only thing worse than a coward, is a coward with power
Gotta kill him in the shower, hour
Beats is knockin, hooks is rare
Earned my spot, nobody aint put me here
Burnt my block, I had a fiend cookin wit beer
Like the Bobby Womack of crack
Might see me in the burgandy thing, or the black on black
Matter of fact, go get ya chrome
Cause I rather be, broke together than rich alone
Clappin em' down, backin em' down (uh)
Fuck what ever happened before, I'm whats happenin' now
Now gangstas live, gangstas die
Grab ya guns, soldiers ride (show discipline nigga!)
Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed
Kill ya girl (Its principle nigga!)
Sell ya crack, sell ya coke
Sell ya E, sell ya smoke (you hustlin nigga!)
Grab ya nine, grab ya pound
Grab ya tec, grab ya pump (you bustin at niggaz!,wha)
We bravehearted, I had bitches tryin to posion me
Niggaz who kilt loyalty
Set me up, vested up my move accordingly
I ducked icepicks and icesticks by cops who rookies
Hard to be righteous, and when life can just stop for pussy
Niggaz killin over hoes, guns concealed in their clothes
Bodies at funerals, touch them they feel like they froze
Speech, totally calm, holdin dead rappers dome in my palm
Burnin flag, plus its on the qu'ran, its on the bible
Plus america cause that every car thats drivin
Holdin the homeless sign you focus you know its Nas then
Prince of the globe, leave no prince of the toast
Played with Ouija boards, burned frankencense wit a ghost
I've learned, to do good plus a waste of evil
And do what it takes to keep a smile on the face of my people
I was raised by the apes in this dark creepshow, but yo
yo yo yo yo yo yo
Think bout when I splatter ya mask(yea)
My niggas is happy, ya momma is sad
If ya niggas is riders, the drama will last
If ya niggas is snitch, been judgin my ass
They said I'm too famous to run
So when I empty out this clip, I'm changin the gun
The realer the beef, the longer the clip
Murder ya mans, I'm gone in the mist
Call this girl after dark so we talked the bitch
We aint care cause the whore wasnt shit
Doll, I aint takin the L or waistin a shell
I bring the heat like I'm satan itself
Fuck if you hard, fuck if you soft, long as you lost
Dick in the dirt, shit in ya drawers
Ill make ya grandmother get on the floor
Tie you up, then beat you to a pulp, say that this is a war
If'n the four, mackin a pump, actin I dump
Shine, shine, shine
Everyday when I'm rollin' through the hood
Playas watch me 'cos they know I
Shine, shine, shine
Hey! I know I'm shinin', a fresh pair of whities and a crispy T on
Love to hate me 'cos you know I'm gonna
Shine, shine, shine
Keep doin' what you doin'
It's ya time and its ya shine
I love the way you ride
I hope you shine
The party starts tonight
My friends are comin' over
I really think you fly
Tonight's the night
Shine, shine, shine
I shine like Neptune, Venus, and Mars in yo face in yo state
In and out of cars, in a state, with a date with one of my broads
But you gotta leave that bitch before she gets your dick hard
Thats what shinin' about and when you get the hoe
You can tear her linin' out, what you whinin about?
You in the presence of pimpin', I'm walkin' while limpin'
And holdin' on the drink that I'm sippin', I'm flippin' the script and
I'm slidin' while I'm dippin' my whipin', out of traffic
Its so drastic, boombastic, this shits a hit, Jadakiss
Matter fact nephew, this bitch is a classic
Pass this ayo locy loc' let's blow some dope
Better yet lets go for dough, hoe for hoe
I'm so fa sho, and so low and sensational
You know how I do it
Shine, shine, shine
Everyday when I'm rollin' thru the hood
Playas watch me cuz they know I
Shine, shine, shine
Hey I know I'm shinin', a fresh pair of whities and a crispy T on
Love to hate me 'cuz you know I'm gonna
Shine, shine, shine
Keep doin' what you doin'
Its ya time and its ya shine
I love the way you ride
I hope you shine shine shine shine
The party starts tonight
My friends are comin' over
I really think you fly
Tonight's the night
Shine shine shine
Now whats the haps on the bottle cap, I want a snow bunny
I'm Rick James bitch! I got the show money
And I ain't hatin' for nothin', but it be so funny
How cowards be wantin' see me with my eyes and nose runny
I got nouns and verbs while you got pounds of curbs
And one of us got a place if we around the burbs
I'm fittin' like a lego block, you bulls hittin' while I'm sittin'
In an 8 drop, these suckaz tell me keep it gangsta
But they don't know, when they ain't lookin'
I be hearin' population control
Then I'm lookin' for a breezy with a whole lotta soul
So I can have a malfunction in my wardrobe
Sip! Not the Jada with the smith
It's the Jada with the fo' 5th, clutchin' on the 5th
With Snoop be in the front and his jewelry shinin'
All through his clothes and lil niggaz in the back on the low
But I still shine though
Shine, shine, shine
Everyday when I'm rollin' thru the hood
Playas watch me 'cuz they know I
Shine, shine, shine
Hey! I know I'm shinin', a fresh pair of whities and a crispy T on
Love to hate me 'cuz you know I'm gonna
Shine, shine, shine
Keep doin' what you doin'
It's ya time and its ya shine
I love the way you ride
I hope you shine shine shine shine
The party starts tonight
My friends are comin' over
I really think you fly
Tonight's the night
Shine shine shine
Like a African diamond its deeper than rappin' and rhymin'
Success happens with timin', over here I'm doin' low with the punk
When I'm over there I'm on the low low with my uncle
And all the bitches lookin for us
But I ain't lookin for puss, right now ma' I'm lookin for cush
And I'm strapped with the pound and house shoes, Khakis, T shirts
Thats my surroundings, air force ones, Jeans city
Lab a fitted thats when I'm back in the town
Don't get it confused I'm proud to be gone
Be home in a year with duffle bags out on the lawn
So much money my niggaz keep countin' it wrong
So many hits I cant keep count of the songs
And we still grindin', stainless still nine
And y'all still hate but we still shinin' lets go!
Shine, shine, shine
Everyday when I'm rollin' through the hood
Playas watch me 'cuz they know I
Shine, shine, shine
Hey I know I'm shinin', afresh pair of whities with a crispy T on
Love to hate me cuz you know I'm gonna
Shine, shine, shine
Keep doin' what you doin'
It's ya time and its ya shine
I love the way you ride
I hope you shine dhine shine shine
The party starts tonight
My friends are comin' over
I really think you fly
Tonight's the night
[Intro]
Ah-ha!
[Chorus x2 - Jadakiss]
(Wow) What you so mad at now?
Go get yourself a drink lets all get down
Roll somethin, smoke somethin lets blow this pound
Know if somethin jump off we gon' hold us down
[Verse 1 - Jadakiss]
Uh me n honey on the dance floor just flexin
Till the neck on my white T start stretchin
Liquor comin outta our paws and we sweatin
But that aint slowin us down, we still steppin
Her gear is strong, her hair is long, her feet is small
And she smoke weed and all, so we gonna pop us a bottle
And blow us a good splif, VIP is crowded but they all look stiff
I'm well connected, I got wolves over there, and N****z that
Act like pitbulls over here, yeah I'm just doin my 1 2 and shit
She's shakin it, doin that Saint Louis shit with her back in it
So I put my bones in it, the rollz go prezzy, got the pink stones in it
Why you want drama with me, I aint gon blast you
Before I put the money on ya head I'ma ask you N****
[Chorus x2 - Jadakiss]
(Wow) What you so mad at now?
Go on get yourself a drink lets all get down
Roll somethin, smoke somethin lets blow this pound
Know if somethin jump off we gon' hold us down
[Verse 2 - Jadakiss]
Yo yo yo, I'm everything controversial, underground gangsta rap
Slash commercial yeah but still all it takes is a long dutch
For me to get your wifey up out of a Von Dutch
As far as the funeral, you got it, its on us, Them N****z aint crazy
They just on dust, uh so let me get another round
Now Hypno and Clico will sit a brother down
Haze'll have you feelin like you in another town
Then its time for the gangstas so get the rubbers now
K I two of them swirled things, one more drink and ya boy
Might be doin the earl thing, ma its me, you and whoever ya girl bring
Meet me in the back, I'm outside the pearl thing
I got the trey pound hooked on my waist
When they mention my name around other rappers, look in they face and say
[Chorus x2 - Jadakiss]
(Wow) What you so mad at now?
Go on get yourself a drink lets all get down
Roll somethin, smoke somethin lets blow this pound
Know if somethin jump off we gon' hold us down
[Verse 3 - Jadakiss]
Can't knock a ***** that didnt make it, if you try
Far as me though, my spot is solidified so when I hit my number
I'ma hit it high and when I'm dead and gone, they gonna say I did it live
Cuz I done been too nice for way too long, they cant hold me back I'm way to strong
Double R D-Block that's what it is and that's what its gonna be
We gettin it on I just wanna know
[Outro x2]
What you so mad at now
Let's all get down
Let's blow this pound
WHOMP! WHOMP!
What you ride for? What you die for? BOUNCE!
I got some bitches that'll ride for me, die for me (WHOMP!)
What you ride for? What you die for? BOUNCE!
I got some bitches that'll ride for me, die for me (WHOMP! WHOMP!)
Cornbread by the ki, the language when you call on a G
Prices cut (?) when you ballin on me
Sleepy I'll fuck all over your jones, holla at my cousin for zones
He don't communicate with Fiend unless you're buildin a home
Hustler kill on his momma, before he short me
Shoot him in his heart then go take it to heart, see gon' mob me (?)
Ghetto red hot, seventeen ward block
Yes I issue more shit for you to cop, then store it by the docks
Hide the fun if you can't afford cops
So ain't no tellin where your boy rots
I employ Rotts that be wildin off the rocks
Speak in fives - like gimme what you got
And still pop a nigga ass from the rooftop
And still catch the 'Kiss performance later with The L.O.X.
We real raw - my dog collar signin with the R and R
Fuck with me you blow up with your car, (?)
How come I don't stop in this
You wanna ride get in and get gone, gotta get my thug on
You wanna war? Okay.. alright.. bring it on
Touch me, you ashes (boy) I'ma leave you gaseous (uh-huh)
I'm a ghetto bastard if I want it let me have it (woo!)
You play the game raw, I make a fuckin mess (BLAOW!)
You play thug in the streets I'm wavin at your chest (nigga)
You heard about me boy, you don't want no drama
I make it hard for you to breathe in the streets
while finessin your baby momma - get your mind right shawty
while you poppin that X, I'ma pop yo' chest
And leave you dead in the party like soakin wet
That's what happens when you flex
In the A-T-L shawty don't be caught in the hype
I make two phone calls from a pay phone and there go your life
Yeah
I, lock shit like a, big pimp nigga
Eight mackin with no, fake shit nigga
Coast to coast tossin hoes with my clique nigga
Stick my clip in, and do a hit for 'Kiss nigga
Dirty money - the only way for this nigga
Hustle after hustle - tryin to be a rich nigga
If I get caught up, I'll never be a snitch nigga
We pimpin hard charge it all to a bitch nigga
Under my denim is a big fo'-fifth nigga
Fuckin with me is like, jumpin off a cliff nigga
And I don't practice I was born with this gift nigga
Pure pimpin from my brain to my lips nigga
Sticky green takes my mind on a trip nigga
In A-T-L I get my Gucci down at Phipps nigga
We call 'em slabs in New York they call 'em whips nigga
One hundred baby - Eightball gotta dip nigga
Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh, uh - yo when I'm loadin the clips, niggaz I hate, face be on 'em
That's why I stopped coppin the guns with safeties on 'em
When I touch down, call me up, I'm on the porch
with the mac, servin niggaz "Eightballs" and up
You wanna know why niggaz is broke, because they hate money
The rims that I'm sittin on is in they late twenties
Bitches wanna see me holla at 'em, throw a dollar at 'em and
if they hustle throw some hard or some powder at 'em
This is for my South niggaz
Gold and platinum ice in they mouth niggaz
LET'S RIDE OUT NIGGAZ
Everybody gon' follow the bitches
until they realize, bullets gon' follow the stitches
On the other hand, shit is real low, it's a fact that
nine out of ten niggaz mouths get 'em killed though
What you ride for? What you die for?
This is my livelihood
That you fuckin' with
This is it right here baby
No more hatin' in the world
You know, it's gonna be what it's gonna be
Ruff Riders
Welcome to D Block, the city of broke down dreams
With things ain't always peachy keen as they seem
City of dope dealers, killers, pimps, pushers
Pan handlers hustlers and doped out fiends
The sun don't shine here, in this part of town
But we all got a town that's similar to this too
'Cuz every cities got a ghetto and every ghetto got a hood
Take a good look around you 'cuz there's a D Block near you
Place where ain't no body that proud, it's a fuckin' black cloud
That got people under the impression they can act wild
Workin' around though, see if you can pull a trigger on the pound yo
Five minutes flat the whole town though
Lot is assumin' a niggas salary
More lies than truth definitely more rumors than reality
Only way you beatin' a body is a technicality
Other than that catch 'em and Clinton on a gallery
The determination and dedication of discipline
Listenin' and catchin' the jewels you was missin'
And they still doin' coward shit
You know the hate is gonna always be heavy but the love over powers it
Somethin' in the air but the older they get
They kill you quicker over a girl than over a brick
We don't play with the lizards
We make phrases up and say I'm exquisite
Anytime you can pay us a visit
Welcome to D Block, the city of broke down dreams
With things ain't always peachy keen as they seem
City of dope dealers, killers, pimps, pushers
Pan handlers hustlers and doped out fiends
The sun don't shine here, in this part of town
But we all got a town that's similar to this too
'Cuz every cities got a ghetto and every ghetto got a hood
Take a good look around you 'cuz there's a D Block near you
Welcome to D Block, the mighty, mighty D Block
A place in New York City where Diddy won't even walk
It's D Block, the part of Yonkers I wouldn't be caught
Without two pistols on me that'll be cocked in each pocket
D Block don't even stop to talk, you just keep walkin'
Stick up kids every block who watch for that free op
Portunity, as soon as you leave out that jewelry shop
And you won't even notice your mind will be so preoc
Cupied on that new watch you just copped
You wont even see that ride pullin' up along side you
You'll be shot for you even realize you were spied over three blocks
D Block the place where OG's get knocked, locked up
Get out come home for a week and get re-knocked
You don't even see cops, hip-hop police don't even stop
On D Block, where everybody wants to be Pac
And you can get popped over the new G Unit Reeboks
Welcome to D Block, the city of broke down dreams
With things ain't always peachy keen as they seem
City of dope dealers, killers, pimps, pushers
Pan handlers hustlers and doped out fiends
The sun don't shine here, in this part of town
But we all got a town that's similar to this too
'Cuz every cities got a ghetto and every ghetto got a hood
Take a good look around you 'cuz there's a D Block near you
If you bust and your gun got nigga, niggas on the run
And you rep where you from nigga you D Block
And you try to come home and your pockets is light as a cup
They don't give a fuck, you D Block
Aiyo bang bang nigga, let's get it on
Homies been a monster, but it's worst now that my son been born
And every nigga where I be, I put in work for free
It's D Block mothafucka, here grab this P
Welcome to D Block, a place where 'lil niggas is killaz
And the mother's raisin' a son that turn into Gorillaz
And the hallway's is pissy as hell
All we do is get bigger
More ignorant, you send us to jail
My niggas shoot anything that'll move
Sell drugs, from the rise to the sun to the fall of the moon
I'd die the way I stand with my man if I can
When the shells come this is D Block ya'll welcome
Welcome to D Block, the city of broke down dreams
With things ain't always peachy keen as they seem
City of dope dealers, killers, pimps, pushers
Pan handlers hustlers and doped out fiends
The sun don't shine here, in this part of town
But we all got a town that's similar to this too
'Cuz every cities got a ghetto and every ghetto got a hood
Take a good look around you 'cuz there's a D Block near you
Uh, uh...
Fuck... the.. frail shit
Uh, cuz when my coke come in
They gotta use the scales that they weigh the whales wit
Carsons on the jeep, but Gotti made the prototype
Hoped you'd get the picture but you just can't photo light
Determined niggas make it
Kickin down the door and we burnin niggas naked
The house costs a million, sittin on the beach
and the only thing I know if it's furnished I'ma take it
My bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360
We got the shit that the government got
Talkin money then you rubbin the spot
Real niggas say that they be wildin
We on the Caiman islands
On a yacht wit our favorite albums
a bad hoe and a plate of salmon
Smokin and drinkin nigga is you thinkin that our fate is violent
I love my nigga for the fact that he real
and nobody on the faculty squeal, what
and if you facin capital pun, pass me a gun
and I'ma give you time to run, while I rapidly peel, uh
We gon make it
we gon make it, we gon make it
I learned the game quickly, and I don't like to rent
So when I fly now I bring my cars on the plane wit me
In this case who's the loser
ran through enough coke for Castro to build schools in Cuba
Teachin kids how to read and write and use the ruger
Motherfuckin niggas is back, Jada and P
We got water, (X, haze)
Plus weight in the D
and I'm tired of hearin about old niggas that had it
and be the same old niggas that ratted
Talkin 'bout how we hawk niggas in they fuckin back
Gun works official but niggas don't be wantin that
Cuz they puss and they mans is lame
We so for real in the hood we make candy rain
I could easily send you to God
But come and see me at the Plaza Hotel I might give you a job
If you can't remember the name
All you gotta do is ask the dame for the niggas that deliver it hard...
Ja- da- mwa, I'll kiss you you bitch ass nigga
That the hood won't miss you you bitch ass nigga
Might find your man dead in the ocean
He be aight though
You know dead rappers get better promotion
Why we don't laugh at death, and cry at birth
Never say you can't do it til you try it first
Be the young niggas eager to pull it
but it's a message in everything trust me, even a bullet
Go to war with the eight and the pound
Think you got your ear to the street now, put your face in the ground
Cuz my shells is expensive
You'll know exactly why when you yellin in intensive
my fellas is offensive
Lucky cuz I got guns that crack your back
but that's not what I prefer I manufacture crack
and, niggas turn bitch when you show 'em the steel
but we know how to bid so y'all go 'head and squeal
I'm comfortable far from home
Eatin right, gettin good rest either on the far or the foam
I'm the reason niggas got deals the past few years
Sound anything like Kiss then sign right here
and, y'all just talkin, I'm doin it well
Yeah, yo, I'm the nigga with the perpetual oyster bars
Mother of pearl delivery, voice of God
And...it's hard just being the boss
Being I can't go to jail cause them years'll cost me
Don't get me wrong, lay a nigga down if he force me
Rather just sit back and roll a dutch
Think how I'ma put the game in the cobra clutch
Think about how I'ma get the 'caine over Customs
Never underestimate niggaz, or over trust them
Uh...yeah them M's is right in my face
I just gotta throw my Timbs on and tighten my lace
If it don't jam, the Tech will spray
When I spit everybody gotta split like pepper spray
Cause I'm a nigga that hate to settle
I'm a man of the Lord but I still can't escape the devil
Moved away and still can't escape the ghetto, what
The time to talk is up
So bring the heat, that time is over
While you running your mouth I'm creeping up over your shoulder
A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, anything I can get my hands on
Call my bluff, start acting up, and I'll leave you underground
I know how to get my pairs off me
They can cry and die from high blood pressure cause tears are salty
It's a symptom if you bobbin your head
Know that he's sick, know the flow is ridic', now throw him a grip
When I get it, you already know I'm throwin them bricks
Puttin purple everywhere, daddy, I'm throwin them nicks
That's right, homey, you can't move me
I ain't goin nowhere, I'm in the hood like bootleg movies
All you shootin is the breeze, a bootleg uzi
I'm just waitin on a que like Suzie, don't lose me
These penitentiary chances that I take
Should be able to get the mansion by the lake
But I invest my bread into something else
Into something else that'll make something melt
You just gotta feel the kid
if not rap for the fact of how real he is, whatever
Aiyo, 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
Then chase the book with the documentary
If you, can't do nothin other than flow
Life's a bitch like the mother from +Blow+, let's go
Don't make me put your heart in your lap
Fuck ridin the beat, nigga, I parallel park on the track
Hop out lookin crispy, fresh and new
In the six, but it's a BM, and it's Pepsi blue
And, I don't know you.
But I know a man becomes a man from all the shit that he go through
Ya'll ain't fuckin with Jason
After I cash in, there's really no justification
Of how I'm gonna change the game, so don't get outta line
*spoken*
shut the door bobby
you know why i had to send the boys to come get you
(look man im sorry)
your talking like a bitch now bobby shut the fuck up
come over her....
come over hear...
muah
*rapped*
uhh mother fucking kiss of death nigga..
lets go
J-A-D-A
this is it right here
kiss of death nigga just warn em
J-A-D-A
(what up)
brown skin raspy one of a kind
im just making it clizear the chizamp is hezer
(you gon have to catch me at the top)
the gizame is mizine nigga this yizear
who ever they think can spit i spit on em
hack to
Turn the fuckin beat on!
Ha!! Yeah, we back! (?)
I had to switch back to Dom Perignon in rap baby!
Cock-and-run to stay in the business
Son of a bitch! Double R, look at me now motherf..
Two-thousand-and-one, "Kiss the Game Goodbye" - let's get it on!
It's the J-A-D-A I got beef with the feds and the D-A
I got footage in the game press replay
I got bitches in the club all over me ma take it e-asy
And y'all scared I can tell
and I'ma get Buckss like Milwaukee cause like +Sam+ I +Can-sell+
I'm that nigga y'all know that
Bang you in tha yard then slide off on the early go back
In the streets I flash the cannon like Kodak
And I spray threes so say cheese
Already told you I'm lookin for enemies
Double R so of course it's better
I love cornrows and Farrah Fawcett feathers
It's a message in a glass bottle read the letter
Money in the bank membership Visa sweaters
And we ride or d-i-e together
Uh uh come on put ya hands up
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
(ahh) Come on put ya hands up
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
Y'all know I got the master flow, fast or slow
Y'all wanna know who the best is aks ya hoe
The honies don't lie they love it
And they cop for real trust me dogg the thugs will dub it
'Kiss hit you with consecutive hot shit
Therefore nobody never gon' spit like I spit
Get money just to walk through off the books
So when you mention my name shit is off the hook
Shirts is off, titties is out
And you know I'm there the hardest niggas in the city is out
I'm in the club ice over the thermal waitin for you to try me
When the lights get low I'ma burn you
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Flirt with the hood rats then pop models
Gotta slay two or more, ma that's our motto
And y'all might get down with the team if y'all swallow
(Muahh) Kiss the game goodbye, the game is mine
You thought wrong change ya mind
I'm the nigga that'll pop the king and scoop the queen
and take over the town with a ruthless team
New S-Type wagon, future green
Gun heavy pants saggin I'm used to cream
Who you know can make a million dollar bail on cash
Never did a day and got the jails on smash, K-I double
I move the perico quick, and just let manteca bubble
'Kiss been a boss, y'all just start workin
Now put ya hands up 'til ya arms start hurtin
Don't put 'em down 'til I tell you
Whoever wanna be hard headed then find out what the shells do
Now you can put 'em down if you want
Aiyyo Swizz check it out
I'm shoot over to Cali, yknahmsayin? Check this movie out
Then I'ma check honey out
Then I'ma fly back to N.Y., see what's goin on in the projects
Then I'ma shoot down to Atlanta
See how it's goin down in the Dirty Dirty
Then I'ma shoot over to New Orleans, Detroit, Chicago, Seattle, Miami..
I'm on my way to Cali to see my bitch (say what?)
I'm on my way to New York to see my bitch (that's right)
Down in Atlanta done seen my bitch - now
I don't know, what you've been told
But I'm on my way to Philly to see my bitch (say what?)
I'm on my way to Texas to see my bitch (that's right)
Down in Miami done seen my bitch - now
I don't know, what you've been told
But I'm on my way to Cali to see my bitch
and do a movie but first I gotta read my script
After that I get it poppin at the La Mentage
I'm gettin skull in the Ferrari, bottom garage
Then it's back to N.Y. to my project bitch
She like to do it anywhere, a real hardhead bitch
And she enjoy riffin when I'm gone
but love when I say I'll be there in a minute, listen for the horn
(beep beep beep) I'm down in Atlanta to see my bitch
She go to college, she model, and she got chips
Rock La Perla lingerie
Tattoo on her ass that say that this belong's to Ja'
Now I don't know, what you've been told
But 'Kiss be blowin they mind and spendin they dough
And I'm goin on a lil' trip, I'll be back
Anybody lookin for me, just tell 'em that I'm
I'm on my way to New Orleans, for one whole month
to see my shorty in Magnolia, she got gold fronts
We don't kiss; matter fact I only hit that once
but she chill and she like to smoke big fat blunts
Then I'm swingin through Detroit to see my boo
You think you got every color mink? She got two
And she just slapped a hundred on the toy
Honey was a gangstress for real, gettin money off the board
Then I'm hittin Chi-Town, soon as it die down
Lay up in my chick's house, break a couple pies down
Nobody can do this but 'Kiss, freeze..
.. music please (ahhh-hahhh!)
Ahh, where was I? Oh yes
Off to the Valley so I gotta go West
My chick got the gold Benz and the gray Lex
I hit her with a shirt on cause she got fake breasts, c'mon
That I'm on my way to Philly to see my bitch (yesss)
She talkin shit on the celly like she that bitch (yesss)
And this how you know it's definitely real
When you drop the CL-6, then you knock Stephanie Mills
When I get there, she gon' show me more than some brotherly love
Top piece 'til I cum in her mug
I'm tryin to leave and she givin me hell
Told her bend over; I'ma crack that ass like the Liberty Bell
Now I'm on my way to Texas to see my bitch
I oughta be there by breakfast if I leave by six
And ain't nuttin stoppin Ja'
I'ma get the puss, catch the Rockets game, then be on my way
Now I'm down in Miami to see my bitch
She got her own beauty salon, and she strip
I'm proud of the girl, backside's out of this world
It's sorta like the Holy Trinity...
I'ma say...
I say it's like three different guns you fuckin faggots
Get shot three different ways
Matter fact, make that six different ways
Gun in each hand bitch
None of y'all betta
- "Aint none of y'all betta"
If it is name it
We'll squash you, ASAP, feel it
All I know, niggas give me all my dough
Like Boston George comin through with all my blow
Right now I'm tryin to charter a jet
Fuck this hit the Panama Canal and get a harder connect
Step on your toes, mess with your hoes, shoot up your mans
Come through the block tryin to screw up your plans
Cuz I still rob niggas for coke
Understand I'm the first one they call when they gettin the dope
I'm the one who prick your finger when they give you the oath
I'm the one who made the hit when they bring you the toast
Like Pacino and DeNiro 'cept they call me Paniro
Sad Styles still spin that arrow, fuck it
Like the boss of New York, you know how I feel
Kill a motherfucker cuz a corpse don't talk (no doubt)
Sixteen in the joint wit one in the head
If the bullets had legs have them run in your head, bitch
- "aint none of y'all betta..."
- "what y'all know about..." [Styles P] - " put in my work..."
- "on the block..."
- "aint none if y'all betta..." [Styles P] - "but you know it's all real..."
- "Is it real? Yeah son!"
- "aint none of y'all betta..." [Sonja Blade] - "what y'all know about..."
- "put in my work..." [Sheek] - "on the block..."
- "aint none of y'all betta..." [Styles P] - "bet you know it's all real..."
- "Is it real? Yeah son!"
- "aint none of y'all betta..."
Let's get it poppin my nigga
Load the tech up and go shoppin my nigga
and I don't mean the mall or no Gucci store
You know what the fuck I want, bricks of raw
and I'm too old to make less than a hundred a year
If it means wavin the hammer and leavin you there
If it means grabbin your kids out daycare
Somebody losin a seed, pay or bleed
It's Sheek Louch, I aint got no heart
I shoot broad daylight right in front of the mark
I put 28 holes through the icy car
Fuck around, like the God won't squeeze
If I don't see the badge I'm clappin the D's
LOX motherfucker, the OX motherfucker
The reason why you shouldn't cop drops motherfucker
Like it's something for me to shoot your pops motherfucker, what
Ayo the dopes and the rice, the cokes and the pyrex
over the stove and I'm bout to hit it with the ice
Runners love to pump the bomb
They know no fair ones, now niggas'll jump they moms
You god, minus the 12 disciples
I pop up, all you see is shells and rifles
If I don't like you, I'ma kill you not fight you
I bite a little piece of your ear off like Mike do
and everybody gon' follow me now
Down eighth and an oozie mahogany brown
Faggots want you to kill 'em in a hurry
It fucks me up, like they aint got no money to get buried
You could flip, I'll survive m'kay, motherfucker
In my block still doin twenty-five a day
Know you work out, chest and your back all nice
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
(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
It's just like that, ha! (When 'Kiss, is spittin)
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
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
*(jadakiss)*
yo its jay-da-kisssssssssssss
an another one
uh huh
jus' bring it to em'
eh yo what up ma?
*(latin woman)*
aya poppy, give it to me baby
(jerking noises)
*(jay)*ahhhhh, ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh!
*(door opens)*
*(gangsta)* nigga what the fuck u doin!
*(jada)*na yo what up, na it ain't like that homie
*(gangsta)*what tha fuck u mean it ain't like that?
(gunshots)
*(jada)*thats what the fuck i mean nig
yo yo yo yo
emcee's catch cold feet when i hold heat
creap to a low beat and kay slay like street sweep
albums of 2000 poundin' muthafuckas like no more public housin'
jada levelin' niggas to the groundin'
buckin' in your spouse'n
bringin' drama like osama and breakin' up thousands
fuck the game
the game wants us
we clip so hard souls of our enemy's taunt us
to pull more triggers fuckit
i grab my gunz and buck'it
like nas u gotta love'it when i touch it
on the mic jada flow toughest
remember that
*(girls singing)*
jada jada jada kiss
where have u been and what is this?
how many times have i told ya i'm not ya bitch
if u like flirting with death, then here, go slit your wrists
*(jadakiss)*
bitch, fuck you.
I'm a gangsta
Yeah, motherfucker
I'm a thug
Uh, please believe
I'm a pimp girl
C'mon, let's go
and I'm a hustler, a hustler
do it, do it, do it...
Yo, I'm a gangsta, cuz I do gangsta shit
matter fact from now on call me gangsta Kiss
you already know I handle my business
slay you then your man before the first candle's finished
feel good when I walk through the hood
best part is, I don't gotta flow I just talk to the hood
and I do alotta readin, and only eat pasta
shrimp fettucini, and pine a la vaca
came here talkin slick, all that real shit
that's why I'm somethin to deal wit
even though I wanted Gore to win
I can fuck with Bush though, cuz he gon let the raw come in
bigger the boss, bigger the picture
bullets is bisexual, cuz they hit niggas and bitches
in a Deville with dubs in the back on a cell phone riffin
I'm all of the above just listen
Yo, I'm a thug so I blow on weed
get money like it grow on trees
have all these hoes roll on E
some of my niggas even stole on D's
work 12 hour shifts, just gimme the word
I get 12 cowards hit, never givin a fuck
18's on the Coupe, deuce O's on the truck
tell P hold the hammer while I handle the dice
shoot him in his bandanna he aint gamblin right
I need a 360 Medina, charcoal gray
treat my guns like my dogs, let 'em bark all day
in a three floor condo with the spiral stairs
made it past the front desk, then the rifle's here
I'm the motherfuckin big shot, I get down
wit a 17, 16, 10 and a six shot
fuck with Kiss get your wig rocked
and if you're smart you'll bounce when my motherfuckin shit drop
Yo, I'm a pimp girl
catch me at the bar with a bottle of Cuervo
mami's rubbin my webo
and this is what got me the ass
honey said her drink was hot so I put my watch in her glass
then she aint even wanna get breakfast
she just wanna hop right up in the truck and get reckless
top from the club all the way to the exit
ask me her name, couldn't tell you if I guessed it
my bitches don't know nothing, don't say nothing
and they pay for everything, I don't pay nothing
I'm a white tee pimp, fresh headband
dirty denim, Timbaland, or a Nike pimp
I like to eat shrimp, and I don't keep a broad long enough to love 'em
now dog that's some deep shit
cuz I don't believe in hoes explorin
Uh huh...
All I want you to do is feel me...
Why take time out, to give you the real me...
Uh, uh, uh
Ayo I grew up very athletic, hard headed
thought I knew everything, wanted to do everything
I was spoiled, stubborn, the only child
so the only thing I could do was hold it down
Now this is something that I could tell you that's no bullshit
I always been wicked with the flow since a lil kid
my first addiction, GI Joes and icies
after that it was light skinned girls and Nikes
breeze through junior high school, then high school
couple of semesters of college and then night school
Moms start riffin, talkin 'bout how she can't support a grown man
so the god start flippin
Pops used to say shit, but never to me much
was like he wasn't even there cuz we aint agree much
used to be gone for whole weeks at a time
puffin one eleven, used to roll three out a dime
then I found myself sleepin in late, doin nothing
fuckin, runnin with the niggas that was hustlin
shop wasn't open then, niggas was workin for a pair of Jordans
the next two weeks they was broke again
me and K keep havin talks of gettin coke again
but the block was crowded we waitin for an openin
meanwhile shit still slow we still flowin
never stop or look back we still goin
Bop passed the demo to Mary then she passed it to cousin
We thought it was on but it wasn't
and we can't blame nobody
look at us now dog, we came in the game nobodies
Double R and Interscope, put that cake up
and we aint go platinum but we made niggas wake up
got 'em all talkin 'bout pumpin the brick
and they only go and see papi to get somethin to sniff
I'm 'bout to fuck the game up for real like in the World Series
nigga that parachute down in the field
I don't rap I provide you bars
and the pain is invisible, but you can't hide the scars
so y'all never be on the level that we're on
ability to have dope thoughts and spit heroin
I'm good just wakin up
"I wanna.."
"I wanna.."
Cruisin baby (c'mon)
Cruise with me, cruise with me
Come ride with me (ride with me)
Ride, ride
Cruisin baby - come smoke with me
(smoke with me)
Cruisin baby (c'mon)
Roll down these streets (bounce)
Bounce (yeah)
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.."
Cruisin baby - come ride with me
Ride with me, ride with me, ride with me
Cruisin baby - come smoke with me
Smoke with me, smoke with me, smoke with me
Cruisin baby - roll down these streets
Roll with me, roll with me, roll with me
with me..
"I wanna.." bust a bitch upside her motherfuckin head
for talkin shit to a pimp
Limp on 'em, flip on 'em, dip on 'em
Crip on 'em, and put this motherfuckin dick on 'em
This sorta fish called a bitch oughta hush up
Rolled a fat blunt and smoked this motherfuckin dope up
Cause you know what? (Whattup?)
Shit a nigga know you're so tough, but bitch I wanna go fuck
"I wanna.." take you upstairs, and do dat dere
Hell motherfuckin 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 fuckin 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.."
Cruisin baby - come ride with me
Ride with me, ride with me, ride with me
Cruisin baby - come smoke with me
Smoke with me, smoke with me, smoke with me
Cruisin baby - roll down these streets
Roll with me, roll with me, roll with me
with me..
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 fuckin 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.."
Cruisin baby - come ride with me
Yeah, cruise, cruise.. gangsta, gangsta..
Cruisin baby - come smoke with me
Yea yea, yea yea.. yea yea, gangsta, gangsta..
Cruisin baby - roll down these streets
Cruise.. lay low.. hold it down y'all
with me..
Hold it hold it hold it down, hold it down y'all
"I wanna.."
Yea yea, hold it down
Got to
Make you
Understaaaand
I wanna be your man, I want to be your man !
(Jadakiss)
Work wit me
I wanna thank y'all fa comin out
Tonight
Dis iz sum reel' shit
Ah--hah
(Jadakiss)
First things first
When a nigga money ain't right
That makes things worst
Now he's just breathing he can barely manage
And he's way past starvin
He's really famished
His right-hand man is up north, that's hurtin em
His cellphone bout to cut off, spring jerkin em
And his baby moms startin to do her thing again
She left him for a nigga pumpin e up in Binghamton
If his money is right than maybe he can diss her
But he can't, and niggas is breakin his little sister
His pops just past
His mom use to be an occasional sniffer
Then she started f**kin with the gas
Dude use to be a star back then
He had the benz CL something
But he just turned his car back in
Mad carrots pawned all his rings
Took this thing next thing I know
Money pawned all his bling
Now he just like everybody
With the same old plans
That can't get over the hump
With the same old grams
They was on the block making fun of him
He slid off came back with his hammer and killed everyone of em
(Hook)
Cause when I come through clear it out,
Play the sideline and observe how a real nigga air it out
When I come through clear it out,
Play the sideline and observe how a real nigga air it out
When I come through clear it out,
Play the sideline and observe how a real nigga air it out
When i come through clear it out
Play the sideline and observe
Me and B.I go man to man
I know niggas with an asshole
Full of parole that go hand in hand
F**k hot thats humidity
And you can't mix money with stupidity
Even though I get my coke from Columbia
My cars from Germany
And my guns from Sicily
Nothin personal but I was raised different
Hold my joint sideways so I blaze different
Give it to anybody f**k an age difference
From those in the world to those in the ca****
Rub the kite on your chest and swallow the stamp
At the end of the day they still gonna follow the champ
It ain't about being lyrical
Cause when I get in the booth
I make miracles and I ain't stared at you
But I'm in tune with the hood so I'm better than you
And when you see me comin you know what is better to do
(Hook)
(Jadakiss)
Can't lie all I got is my balls and my vocals
And the only security I roll wit is my social
It don't look decent
It's like niggas left they crew in the hood
And went on the rode with the presint
Had it up to here with this fake shit
They don't even want a nigga to earn his
Just give and take shit
Just make sure you mention my name in da top brackets
And make sure you mention your name as the top faggot
Trust me this go around I will not have it
I putin niggas heads to bed like crapmadics
How you think your man died
More money than respect
And it wasn't close it was by a landslide
Listen my nigga your work is sloppy
And I don't love them hoes but the purple got me
If I don't don't do it with music imma do it wit poppy
Just play the sideline and observe and watch me
Let's go
Let's go, uh huh..
K-i-s-s- me...
Uh and i just wanna make...
Love, love, love ...
Ya, i love it when u say...
K-i-s-s me...
Uh and i just wanna make...
Love, love, love...
A yo.. the crib got ur 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
Its only right that i condone my queen
Try to show her my dream
And i cant let her get lost now
She carrys the money, the hammer, and material across town
And understand she fine
Understand she mine
She understand the grind
Cooks,clean, and irons
And whatever shes wanna push imma cosign
And if i aint got it already than imma go find it ..
I guess imma lucky don, and shes a lucky queen
Cuz her jewerly box look likes lucky charms
All color stones
And she no that im in the hood
But she also nows that im coming home
Mr. raspy thought i was in love with money
Till the first time we did the nasty
K-i-s-s- me
And i just wanna make
Love, love, love
I love it when u say
K-i-s-s me
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 womens point of view
And thats 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 smell and the way she feel
The sex was crazy then and crazy still
And you know im from the streets so its crazy ill
And we waiten on the new island
We been to all them 4, 5 times come on mommy u whilin
K-i-s-s- me
And i just wanna make
Love, love, love
I love it when u say
K-i-s-s me
And i just wanna make
Love, love, love
When things was ruff only person i could call was u
Now everything i do i do it all 4 u
Come touch me, come kiss me, come love me neway u wanna boy
N im hood as long as im close to u
N we doing wut grown folks is suppose to do
Come hold me, come feel me, come take me anyway u wanna baby
A yo the money is great but what we got is more better
We got the four letters when it comes from the heart its more pleasure
And for the fact that u trust me still
Thus far i appreciate what we build
All the minks that i bought u
That dragged the floor and all the night u sat up
And bagged the raw
Damn im thinking that u gotta hate it but yet and still u tolerate
It thats y ma we gotta make it
K-i-s-s- me
Ya and i just wanna make
Love, love, love
Ya uh, i love it when u say
K-i-s-s me
Uh and i just wanna make
Love, love, love
[Swizz Beatz]
Swizz Beatz the monsta
Real music (real music) let's go
The hood's hot! (uh-huh, yeah) The hood's hot! (clap)
The hood's hot! (oh, yeah) The hood's hot (yeah, yeah)
[Verse One: Jadakiss]
Yo when I squirt the chrome the funeral home
gon' double they money this year off my work alone
So cool with it, yet and still I'm old school with it
Nobody gotta know who did it
Two-thirds of the L.O., where the X at?
Hoodie under the suit jacket, double-breast that
I'm in the hood like scratch-offs, get them packs off
Lame niggaz cuffin them whack whores
Use of the pick goin back door, no more for the fake
Just stand there and I'ma dish it back off
Might lay it up, might not
Niggaz don't be in the wrong place cause it's me in the right spot
I'm quite hot, y'all niggaz is quite pop
The record don't sell then I still got light rocks
Like wearin Timbs with Nike socks
And the lil' bit of money I did make I put it in light stocks
[Swizz Beatz]
Yeah, how y'all doin out there (Jada whattup nigga?)
How y'all doin out there? (It's your boy Sheek Louch nigga)
The hood's hot! (Thanks for invitin me on this track)
The hood's hot!
[Verse Two: Sheek Louch]
Yo if my flow too tight, put the pressure on
Watch the juice come out like I'm squeezin a Sprite
Make big deals, get out on big bails
Shit, your career about as short as Amil's (ha ha)
Shit on niggaz like I had two tails (damn)
With enough bars to open four jails
If you don't know nigga, ask Madden
How I play with the hammer, in Manhattan
Shank up (yeah) niggaz leak enough blood
to fill a motherfuckin H-2 tank up
Getcha bank up (yeah) who you rank up
Get off his dick and get you a brick (woo!)
We done seen every John Woo flick
So act like The Killer instead of some chick (bitch)
Fuck a pimp cup, get a plastic one (no doubt)
Put some 'gnac in that shit and go and get it done
[Swizz Beatz]
How y'all doin out there? (You know what they want right)
How y'all doin out there? (They want that gangsta shit from us daddy)
The hood's hot! (So let that shit hit you)
The hood's hot!
[Verse Three: Sheek]
Me and 'Kiss hot like lava (no doubt)
We got sons in the game and we don't need Maury to know who the father
If we don't know you, your bars ain't big enough (nah)
You need a gimmick, go run around the block with Puff
Get a Black Phone, rent some of Jigga's stuff
I'm like T-Dub, you wanna be dubbed (no doubt)
I was there when a lil' nigga re'd up
You ain't Willie, you just act G'd up
[Jadakiss]
Yeah, uh, yo
I branched out, so you can get the deez
In the glass seam bags you can pull the stamps out
Nigga the champ's out, we don't rock loud colors
We pop loud guns nigga to stand out
You know what it is kid, your man got the money in his crib
Then we gon' go in your man's house
Double R D-Block nigga the camp's out
Can't forget about Swizz, he blowin the amps out, what?
[Swizz Beatz]
How y'all doin out there?
How y'all doin out there?
The hood's hot!
The hood's hot!
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
Cause they ain't got love for me yeah
(Jadakiss) Hahah (Sheek)
WHOOO!!! D-Block, Darkchild
Uh huh, yeah
Uh - yeah
Yo, I'm just too much, I flow too sick
I be on top of the snare, all over the kick
Since a youngcat, I been one wit the drum tap
The purple start pushin my lungs back
Been there, done that
My words stick to you like thumb tacks
Pardon me, LOX hooked up wit Rodney
The Ferrari's teal, but the truck's mahogany
Hating, I can't get you bastards off me
Fresh like I just took the plastic off me
Me and streets is high school sweethearts
And I'm always in her so she can't divorce me
Can't see farther than Kiss, I'm like a father to this
Want ya go and cop your father to this
I possess the whole package - the girls, the thongs
And there's something about me the world just loves
D-Block bringing hell of a pain, 'Honey' tell em my name
(J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the guns'll pop
(J-A-D-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop
(J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll knock
(J-A-D-A) We just keep going, this shit don't stop
Sheek Louch get it popping, this shit don't stop
Got your boobs hitting, shaking in a Halter Top
Drizzling out, no shirt, burgandy drop
Chain's bigger than Chuck D and Flava's clock
Yeah boy, Sheek kinda hot these days
Hold the heat when I spit, need ten ice trays
D-Block what up? what's fucking wit that?
Got the Camp spitting heavy on this Jerkins track
Glock jerk him back, either that or the mac
I prefer chrome but take it if you got it in black
Thick shorty wanna hop on it
I tell her not here, but we could go inside the bathroom 'Honey
Let me give it to your straight, I ain't spending no money
We could drink till we pass out, make dicks and all that
I'm a gangster, I bet shorty crawl back
Got her job through a two way contact
(S-H-E-E-K) Pulling it out, the guns'll pop
(S-H-E-E-K) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop
(S-H-E-E-K) The club'll band, the beat will knock
(S-H-E-E-K) We just keep going, this shit don't stop
Hey yo it's Louchy baby, smoke screen in the Mercedes
Naw it's just weed, I'm fucking wit y'all
Oil slick, it's the juice that I throw out the back
But it's for real lil nigga if you hearing the clack
I'm bringing it back, you don't wanna jump to this
I'm David Blaine, it's magic how I gave it the Kiss
Letting it off, nigga like we hunting to diss (J-A-D-A)
Hey yo Kiss (
what up Louch?) yo take it from there
Raspy voice, flow of the year; It's the cue tip bars
They feel good when they go in your ear
Ti Gun, Peanut Punch your girl ain't ready (F-A-G-E-A)
(Sheek: Sheek Louch!) Jadakiss, the world ain't ready
We got haze in the air and we pouring the yac
Bout to get up on 'Honey' cause she throwing it back
And you know I keep the hawk on my neck, so don't violate
Cause I can't wait for it to go in your back, uh
(J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the guns'll pop
(S-H-E-E-K) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop
(J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll knock
(S-H-E-E-K) We just keep going, this shit don't stop
What's up ma? Is we fuckin' or what?
Haha, trying to say something tonight baby
I know everybody ask their chick this question
In the house, in the club, in the car, outside, everywhere
All my stripclub honeys is we fuckin' or what?
All my eat-pill honeys is we fuckin' or what?
All my hoodrat honeys is we fuckin' or what?
I just wanna know one thing, is we fuckin' or what?
Ain't no need in buying a drink or holding a convo
If you ain't coming back to the condo
It's damn near 4 in the morning ain't shit to discuss
Til you ask which dick do you suck
I'm trying to fuck til it's light outside
You feel the same? Get your coat get your friends
The truck right outside
Listen ma I wanna ball out
So when I nut I expect you to suck it all out
And let my man tear your walls out
Cause he just came home and he need pussy to fall out
I get it crump ask the fellow players
Kiss hit more hoes than they list in the yellow pages
It's never to cuff 'em share 'em right after I fuck 'em
To come clean I'm a mellow gangster
Pass a chick like a baton runner to runner
Been through a million thongs from summer to summer
So you'll never see J stressed they always say yes
Everynight dog I be bustin a nut
I just can't stop gettin' the butt
And the only thing I ask girlfriend is we fuckin' or what?
Look if you don't like men be out
And if it's all good and you got a girlfriend then we out
Please don't hit me with the two worse lines
How you don't be doing this or this is your first time
Listen we all grown bitch you came here on your own bitch
I leave them lawsuits alone bitch
She try to tell me she model
I told her me too you ain't saying nothing slick suck it and swallow
I just wanna hit you from the back and watch the Apollo
And if the pussys all that I might holla tomorrow
But you acting like a rabbit how you cling to the carrots
It ain't the bling it's the nigga ma get it and stash it
Caught a coy, caught a flashback check this out
Bring your girlfriend in the room shorty and lick her asscrack
And even though your toungue stuck in her butt
Yo, my slug 4's killin me, Million in the trunk
Im in the back seat with my back to the money . . . Literally, Top of da hill, got it Poppin for real, Like the dude from LimitLess without
Poppin them pills
All i see is your face, and me poppin the steel, Then its back to the Block to get back to them Deals, I meen back to the money
They moving Packs for the money
Doing income tax scams, Getting Accident Money, Always count it Twice make sure its Accurate Money, Neva get to Comfortable
And Relax with the money, Niggas will run up on you with them Gat's for the money, And blow ya fuccing Brains out after they ask for
The Money,
If you spend it all on a Bitch then its a rap for the money, Try to get it back quick and get clapped for the money, Usually be the ones
Who get a dirt nap for the money
Oh, From 3rd Grade To The Stage
Getting Arrested & Thrown In The Same Cage
I’m A Little 0lder, But We Still The Same Age
Really The 0nly 0ne To Tolerate My Strange Ways.
Yeah, That’s Why I Would Die For You,
Everybody Gon Die, But Who Gonna Die Loyal?
Sometimes I Be Wishing I Could Do That Time For You,
My Spirits Ain’t The Same Always Got My Mind 0n You.
I Thought I Had The Right Plan
Up Until The Feds Amputated My Right Hand
The Money Started Blowing Away Just Like Sand
And Whatever Was Left, All Went To The White Man
Then I Just Bare Down, Cause I Know He’s Coming Back,
But He Ain’t Here Now!
Damn, I Didn’t Wanna Do 0ne 0f These Joints, So I Grabbed Two
I Ain’t Had A Good Night Sleep, Since They Grabbed You
On Your Way To Get Your Passport When They Bagged You
I’ma Hold You Down, You’re My Dude, I’ll Be Glad To! ..
And They Don’t Be Letting Dudes Go
But If You Never Would Have Had The Rachet They’da Had To
Had To, The Shit That They Stay Doing
Hated When A Dude Come At You, How Kay Hoing?
Staring at ‘Em Like A Weirdo
Tell ‘Em He Doing Better Than Dudes 0ut Here, Though
Are You Being Nosy, 0r Do You Really Care Though?
That Ain’t Something I Wanna Share, Yo!
Then I Just Bare Down, Cause I Know He Coming Back,
But He Ain’t Here Now, Yeah!
Then I Just Bare Down, Cause I Know He Coming Back,
But He Ain’t Here Now, Yeah!
Pull Your Head, My Dude!
Be Home Soon!
You Already Know I’ve Got You
Everything Happen For A Reason!
Everybody 0n Locked Down
From DFY To The Mother Fucking Feds
Hold Your Head, My Dudes
Chorus:
Touch my chedda feel my...
Touch my chedda feel my...
Touch my chedda feel my...
I'll be smoking trees and their leaves when they found me
I'll be smoking trees and their leaves when they found me
I'll be smoking trees and their leaves when they found me
OK, I don't got nobody on my brand new Maserati
Got I'm sitting on the engine, screaming... at you boys!
They don't want a problem, I am fresh I...
Right upon that murder... next to daddy and them boys
Swiss open that casket, I... like it was cracking
Your ASAP was happening, let's get these bastards
I got no feeling in my body for nobody
So I probably take your hottie and just pass it to my boy
Oh, riding riding in that Bronx with that big...
Squeezing into the unconscious, then he shoot the youngers
I knew he wasn't ready, I pull off like Machiavelli
Now I'm aiming at your belly watching... with my boys!
... to get focused,
Photo post got me opened
Now we're bad man and the...
And I'm the joker!
See them mollie and them boys
When they'll be flying, they'll be flying
All I say is... poppy and them boys!
Chorus:
Touch my chedda feel my...
Touch my chedda feel my...
Touch my chedda feel my...
I'll be smoking trees and their leaves when they found me
I'll be smoking trees and their leaves when they found me
I'll be smoking trees and their leaves when they found me
Rhyme, rhyme that... in the zone that's...
Ain't not hard to find me, I'm waving that...
I'll be smoking trees and their leaves with their mommy
I was on the block selling keys when they saw me
Roll, I've been sparkling... weary about the market
Salad Cush... every everything except chocolate
Yeah, I'm constantly... stuck with whatever I'm seeing
Patiently just waiting for that Bentley SUV
I was shopping on linen
Hate the fact that I'm shining
Feel the back of that...
Trying to run off with the consignment
Stop you on a...
Stop you on a...
Do it for the hood and niggas in the...
You know who I'm down with, what I overrun with
They're in the building, but I got the building surrounded
All I do is wait cause I don't got time to count it
And the city is mine, ain't no fucking doubt about it!
Chorus:
Touch my chedda feel my...
Touch my chedda feel my...
Touch my chedda feel my...
I'll be smoking trees and their leaves when they found us
I'll be smoking trees and their leaves when they found us
Aha, it's dead real
Yo, why is Jadakiss as hard as it gets
Why is the industry designed to keep the artist in debt
And why them dudes ain't ridin' if there part of your set
And why they never get it poppin' but they party to death
Yea, and why they gon' give you life for a murder
Turn around only give you eight months for a burner, it's goin' down
Why they sellin' niggaz, CD's for under a dime?
If it's all love daddy why you come wit' your nine?
Why my niggaz ain't get that cake?
Why is a brother up North better than Jordan?
That ain't get that break
Why you ain't stackin' instead of tryin' to be fly?
Why is rattin' at an all time high?
Why are you even alive?
Why they kill Tupac n' Chris?
Why at the bar you ain't take straight shots instead of poppin' Criss?
Why them bullets have to hit that door?
Why did Kobe have to hit that raw?
Why he kiss that whore? Why?
All that I been givin'
Is this pain that I've been living
They got me in the system
Why they gotta do me like that?
Try'd to make it my way
But got sent up on the highway
Why, oh why?
Why they do me like that?
Why would niggaz push pounds and powder?
Why did bush knock down the towers?
Why you around them cowards?
Why Aaliyah have to take that flight?
Why my nigga D ain't pull out his Ferrari?
Why he take that bike?
Why they gotta open your package and read your mail?
Why they stop lettin' niggaz get degreez in jail?
Why you gotta do eighty-five percent of your time?
And why do niggaz lie in eighty-five percent of they rhymes?
Why a nigga always want what he can't have?
Why I can't come through in the pecan Jag?
Why did crack have to hit so hard even though it's almost over?
Why niggaz can't get no jobs?
Why they come up wit' the witness protection?
Why they let the terminator win the election?
Come on, pay attention
Why sell in the stores what you can sell in the streets?
Why I say the hottest shit but be sellin' the least?
All that I been givin'
Is this pain that I've been living
They got me in the system
Why they gotta do me like that?
Try'd to make it my way
But got sent up on the highway
Why, oh why?
Why they do me like that?
Uh, yea, yo
Why Halle have to let a white man pop her to get a Oscar?
Why Denzel have to be crooked before he took it?
Why they didn't make the CL6 wit' a clutch?
And if you don't smoke why the hell you reachin' for my dutch?
Why rap, 'cuz I need air time?
Why be on the curb wit' a, ?Why lie, I need a beer? sign?
Why all the young niggaz is dyin'?
'Cuz they moms at work, they pops is gone, they livin' wit' iron
Why they ain't give us a cure for aids?
Why my diesel have fiends in the spot on the floor for days?
Why you screamin' like it's slug, it's only the hawk?
Why my buzz in L.A. ain't like it is in New York?
Why you forcin' you to be hard?
Why ain't you a thug by choice?
Why the whole world love my voice?
Why try to tell 'em that it's the flow son?
And you know why they made the new twenties
'Cuz I got all my old ones that's why
All that I been givin'
Is this pain that I've been living
They got me in the system
Why they gotta do me like that?
Try'd to make it my way
But got sent up on the highway
Why, oh why?
[Swizz Beatz]
He's Phony She's Fake
Thats The Type of People i Hate
Hey Hey Hey JADA JADA!Hey Hey Hey JADA JADA!
(Point 'em out Point 'em out Point 'em out)
He's Phony She's Fake
Thats The Type of People i Hate
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
Wait a Minute
Whose Real Whose not? Shes Real But Hes Not
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
[Jadakiss]
Yea Yo Guns Gone Clap
Packs Gone Move
Blood Get Drawn
Skin Gone Bruise
Real Gone Win and Fake Gone Lose
The Love Over Powers They Hatin' By Twos
All They Left Was The Yellow Tape and His Shoes
Its Real When The Funeral And Wake Make The News
Load The Trey-Pound So We Six Up On Em
So When They Act Phony We Just Switch Up On Em
[Swizz beatz]
He's Phony She's Fake
Thats The Type of People i Hate
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
Wait a Minute
Whose Real Whose not? Shes Real But Hes Not
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
[ OJ Da Juiceman]
Whose Phony Whose Fake? Silver Hummer On Eights
Life's Good im Straight
Clap Your Hand One Time If You Relate
Cant Keep it 100 Them The Ones i Hate
But ima Keep it 200 For The Ones That Fake
Red And Black Cars And They Ready On Skates
Young Juice Man Put Your Burner On My Plate
[Swizz Beatz]
He's Phony She's Fake
Thats The Type of People i Hate
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
Wait a Minute
Whose Real Whose not? Shes Real But Hes Not
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
[Jadakiss]
Yea Yo Pocket Full Of Cash Wallet Full Of Class
In And Out The Lanes Dippin Through The Traffic
We Aint Hustlin' No More We Doin Gymnastics
Couple Of Flips And Then Stash it Bastards
Real Gone Reconize Real Phony Gone Reconize Steel
I Recon i Will
Expose Those Who Are
A Few Aint But You Are
I Done Gone Too Far
Im Sorry
Muahh!
Get Your Self A Fresh Flesh Wound Or A New Scar
Bullet Holes All On The Side Of Your New Car
Load Up The AR
Spray All
Ok Yall?
Its Real On This Side
Phony Wherever They Are
[Swizz Beatz]
He's Phony She's Fake
Thats The Type of People i Hate
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
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Whose Real Whose not? Shes Real But Hes Not
If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands
Ride with my niggas ‘til all to the highest spot
Dope boy dope boy, line is around the block
Smoke with my niggas the high that never stop
Dope boy dope boy, nigger we gettin’ hot
Dope boy dope boy, holdin’ up on the Glock
Dope boy dope boy, come in to know the spots
Dope boy dope boy make a montega
Fuck around with me get higher than Heath Ledger
Ride with my niggas til all of us eat that a peach cool peach tree
Even got peach leather peach bitch drive again my street cedar
Dope from north to south, money from south to north, without the laws
Always dope on deck, no drops of force
Ride with my niggas ‘til all to the highest spot
Dope boy dope boy, line is around the block
Smoke with my niggas the high that never stop
Dope boy dope boy, nigger we gettin’ hot
Dope boy dope boy, holdin’ up on the Glock
Dope boy dope boy, come in to know the spots
I know you see the line outside
You know what that means? I am getting mine outside
How much the That? Well it’s a dime outside
After 12 to 15, they grind outside
That dope is from south east Asia
Cuttin’ requirin’ not a lactose for flavor
The money ain’t right but they Thing pop
Bang Frank Lucas but this dope came from Bangkok
Ride with my niggas ‘til all to the highest spot
Dope boy dope boy, line is around the block
Smoke with my niggas the higher that never stop
Dope boy dope boy, nigger we gettin’ hot
Dope boy dope boy, holdin’ up on the Glock
Dope boy dope boy, come in to know the spots
Same shit that made Ray Charles write them hooks
And now I am gonna write them books
If it’s good get it all cuz if you got your bunch
Could Become a millionaire in a matter of months
Short time profit you can see often, law forbid somebody else OD off it
Nothing to a rich nigger see it’s fast money but the DA get you rich quicker
Ride with my niggas ‘til all to the highest spot
Dope boy dope boy, line is around the block
Smoke with my niggas the high that never stop
Dope boy dope boy, nigger we gettin’ hot
Dope boy dope boy, holdin’ up on the Glock
i love you, yo
game was a half bad till the fagots came,
got the weed man need me at baggage claim
in the same way never has the status change
so when i tell you i love you, that's explains why i'm trying to get the ...souls move in the slow
saint quentin bars with the pelican bay flow, toughed in a years
chuck's in a representing for niggers,
sales took a deep line, i got the dope working
who else better could be the hood's spoke person
knife to the neck got your throat squirting, hopefully you dead on a rival, close curtains
yeah, i'ma be in the rear, faded, like i was dead when he made it
everywhere you look i'm right there and you hate it
if it's good then copy it i don't care what the wait is, i don't care
think will happen, so don't chance them, i make ... music, in the yard anthems
some niggers pay bills, some niggers pay ransoms
i don't just sell my bricks, i advance them
i don't just break the artists, i enhance them
anytime i'm with the devil, i'm dancing, yeah
i got extra jewels on, lot of these niggers be pussies, plus they move wrong
that's why they be the dudes that get moved on, big pictures over when they turn the news on
word coming from the bay and from tucson, case a nigger gets in the way you know what to do to them, no
move on to the next mission, i'm getting money though, no i ain't said tripping
i'm just saying that's what it is, you ain't gonna have a problem paying if you love the kids
ballshit homie, in the beverly center with the 4 50 on me,
i was holding the civic, east side, 400 strong over the bridge
does too powerful to go on the fridge, but go in your girlfriend's mouth then go in the ribs, ha ha
besides money i ain't bring shit, except for the 3 piece and the wing tips
pockets square and the time fords, you know what it is, is that time log
Errrr, here we go again
Uh, un-hunh
Uh, un-hunh
Uh, un-hunh
Yeah, yo Kiss
What up dog?
These niggas running around here like they controling this shit
No doubt
Let's show these niggas how to take hold of this shit
That's what I'm talkin about baby
For real baby
Let's get it on
I only gave you the crown so I could shoot it off your fuckin head
Yall niggas fuckin dead, you heard what the fuck I said
I talk shit cause I walk shit, start shit, New York shit
The hawk shit, spark shit, the dark shit
And it been that way, fuck how a nigga live it's gon' end that way
Niggas is part of a game that I don't play
Never catch dog carrying what I don't weigh
That's three 45s, one 38, 173 pounds straight out the gate
I don't hate, got no beef but knock a nigga off quick
And I'm mad like a bitch and a nigga with a soft dick
Get off this, fucking with X, but on some other shit
Why the fuck you fucking with X? You must be fucking with X
Go catch a chicken, fucking with me you gon' catch a whippen
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Look don't try to apologize on your two way
Sympathy don't amuse me, go get your uzi
And let's make a real movie
Play bad guy and good guy til the hood die
Toast yall cowards
Now I know the reason why Pac ain't really like most yall cowards
Im'a show you how to swing the chrome for real
Dog this year we gon' bring it home for real
What you wanna bet the llama'll squash you
I been had a white fan base before the signing of Marshall
Boy Kiss is thorough, hit your girl
Put it all up her stomach til she earl
Yall niggas ain't nice ya lucky
So fuck it Im'a sell dope long as the price is lovely
And it ain't only the voice it's the bars of death
DMX and Jadakiss nigga guard ya chest
When is they getting off our dicks, them niggas is clowns
How many dogs you let go up, still getting down
Like 'face said, last of a dying breed
For stomach and I feed still trying to eat
Lead by greed that's when you fuck up
Yall niggas gonna know when we hungry, you get stuck up
(What what?)
What's up? Fuck a nigga yelling
Y-O motherfucker for real, yo Kiss tell 'em
Sheet could kill, stomp niggas out boot the grill
I'll give you a reason why I'm the truth for real
Niggas can't fuck with Kiss, I mean that
Had to stop eating red meat cause I ate too many Beanie-Macs
I'm not one of them niggas and since you so richeous
Don't make me send your ass to Ala quicker
Niggas gas you to force your hand
Let's go
K I S S me
Uh, and i just wanna make love, love, love
Ya, 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 cant let her get lost now
She carries the money, the hammers, and material across town
And understand she fine, and understand she mine
She understands the grind, cooks, cleans, and irons
And whatever she's wanna push, I'ma cosign
And if I ain't got it already, then I'ma go find it
I guess I'ma lucky don, and she a lucky queen
'Cause her jewelry box look like 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
And I just wanna make love, love, love
I love it when you say K I S S me
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 smell and the way she feel
And the sex was crazy then, is 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 of them, 4, 5 times come on mommy you whilin'
K I S S me
And I just wanna make love, love, love
I love it when you say K I S S me
And I just wanna make love, love, love
When things was rough, only person I could call was you
Now everything I do, I do it all 4 you, uh
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 wit grown folks is suppose to do, come on
Come hold me, come feel me, come take me
Anyway, you wanna baby
Ayo, 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 build
All the minks that I bought you that dragged the floor
And all the nights that you sat up and bagged the roar
Damn, I'm thinking that you gotta hate it but yet and still, you tolerate it
It that's why ma we gotta make it
K I S S me
And I just wanna make love, love, love
I love it when you say K I S S me
And I just wanna make love, love, love
K I S S me
And I just wanna make love, love, love
I love it when you say K I S S me
And I just wanna make love, love, love
U make me say
well where oh where can my baby be?
the lord took her away from me
she's gone to heaven so i got to be good
so i can see my baby when i leave this world
we were out on a date in my daddy's car
we hadn't driven very far
when there in the road, strait ahead
the car was stalled, the engine was dead
i could'nt stop so i swirved to the right
i'll never forget the soubd at night:
the crying tires, the bustin' glass
the painful scream that i heard last
well where oh where can my baby be?
the lord took her away from me
she's gone to heaven so i got to be good
so i can see my baby when i leave this world
well when i woke up the rain was pouring down
there were people standing all around
something warm running in my eyes
but i found my baby somehow that night
i raised her head and when
she smiled and siad:
"hold me darling for a little while"
i held her close
i kissed her! our last kiss
i found the love that i knew i would miss
but now she's gone, and even though i held her tight
i lost the love of my life that night
well where oh where can my baby be?
the lord took her away from me
she's gone to heaven so i got to be good
(Cuban...Cuban, what up baby) what up daddy
(Double R, D-Block, yo)
[Jadakiss]
Might catch me in a brownish coupe
be ghetto like fishin' a nigga's 6 l's down in soup
nuke palm size,45, just came chrome
you don't know the streets is mine, you just came home
even though it's def poetry, this ain't no poem
I'm the motherfuckin' champ, nigga, ain't no throne
just a whole, blood and tissue, ain't no bone
because a hallow tip shattered it, but life goes on
number one debut, they think I'm another man
counting so much money, I need me another hand
niggaz is still schemin', atleast they still tryin'
if they ain't doin' nothin' else, atleast they still dyin'
coke is still highin', purple is still movin'
I'm trying to get a better price, papi, I know Cuban
D-Block discipline, Ruff Ryder die with official men
recognize what kind of shit you in (kind of shit you in 3x)
(Jadakiss laughs)
[Chorus: Cuban Link]
when you talk about that money man, let's talk about g's
when you talk about that hustle game, talk about keys
when you talk about the struggle fam, talk about me
speak out, but watch your mouth when you talk about me
when you talk about that money fam, let's talk about g's
when you talk about that hustle game, talk about keys
when you talk about the struggle man, talk about me
Cuban Link, Jadakiss, Double R, M.O.B.
[Cuban Link]
yeah nigga, I'm a threat, a legend that's urban, so for certain
I'm goin' over ya head like a Muslim turbin
ain't no, comin' to terms son, I'm done with service
Pun's observant, Cuban- but the guns is German
I been urgin' to turn it loose, I got the burden of proof
that'll determine your moment of truth
I return, so concern your troops, now it's my turn to shoot
I'll make it burn like that Bourbon juice
I earnt my due, nigga you's a made-up name
you dudes is fool's coke, man I'm straight up caine
from the roof to the booth- got that radar aim
Ar-15's that'll fucking tear y'all frame
had to change up the game, got my weight up man
little fame, little chain from that Jacob man
got these dames givin' brains, that's my wake-up plan
from the range to the planes, time to bake up grams ( bake up grams 3x)
[Chorus: Cuban Link]
when you talk about that money man, let's talk about g's
when you talk about that hustle game, talk about keys
when you talk about the struggle fam, talk about me
speak out, but watch your mouth when you talk about me
when you talk about that money fam, let's talk about g's
when you talk about that hustle game, talk about keys
when you talk about the struggle fam, talk about me
Cuban Link, Jadakiss, Double R, M.O.B.
You fuckin' around, now, with two of the nicest ( nicest)
you 'bout to end up in a crisis (crisis)
cause we don't give a fuck who you know, where you go
what you know, they can never be like us (like us)
we rep it for our people in Ryker's ( Ryker's)
the hood'll show a nigga what life is ( life is)
and we don't give a fuck who you know, what you know
where you go, we gon' always be like this (like this)
(Jadakiss laughs) (Cuban, what up baby)
[Chorus: Cuban Link]
when you talk about that money man, let's talk about g's
when you talk about that hustle game, talk about keys
when you talk about the struggle fam, talk about me
speak out, but watch your mouth when you talk about me
when you talk about that money fam, let's talk about g's
when you talk about that hustle game, talk about keys
when you talk about the struggle fam, talk about me
Handgun on the hip you know I got the AR
High profile from the hood on the radar
You ridin over here, I dont know if they are
I still cant believe a record company can pay y'all
I aint gotta tell you whats good you should cop this
Hospital beds, gernies wood boxes
Top chefs, great attorneys, good doctors
Movies that were made on the block got Hood Oscars
Yea, im gettin mine on the back end
Unwrap em' weigh em' and put em' back in
Yup, cause even the best die,
Break a few of em down but im lettin the rest fly
Goin thru changes, but they are not dangerous
Get dope money but speakin cocaine game language
Explain this, either you soft or a criminal
The murder rate got the hate on subliminal
Always raspy till the day they blast me
Im project elevator hallway nasty
He don do half he need all his cash be
Put a nigga in the casket off cast be
Im all in the Daily News checkin out Jeter
Two Pits off the leash Quadna then Benita
And you keep lyin thats why its hard to believe ya
Gon need a free safety to guard the reciever
Now, when you dealin with a clown
Only pay your respect before they put him in the ground
When the birds land nigga guess who put em in the town
So the pitchers is out, guess who put em on the mound
3 button purple label go wit the cargo
A African American version of Pablo
Niggas still hatin they can kiss my ass
Get a hard on when I count that cash
Hook
Jasmine Sullivan:
You're the only one i love,
Jadakiss: uh huh
The only man i know that i can trust,
Jadakiss: yup
And if I ever should need u,
I know you'd come,
Jadakiss: yea
Ready to kill with a smoking gun,
Echo: (with a smoking gun)
Verse 1
Jadakiss:
Yo Shawty is courageous,
Going through the stages,
Of where her body is more mature,
Than her age is,
Far from the daddy's little girl type,
Can't even imagine what her world's like,
It all started off as a youngin,
Stepfather used to touch her,
And she couldn't say nothing,
The more she held in the pain,
It kept coming,
Eventually it scarred her for life as a woman,
And then he just kept touching her,
Inside that was crushing her,
I got something to discuss with her,
I'm coming with the tech,
With the ear holes and the mufflers.
(Blaw)
Hook:
Jasmine Sullivan:You're the only one i love,
The only man i know that i can trust,
And if I ever should need u,
I know you'd come,
Ready to kill with a smoking gun,
Echo: (with a smoking gun)
Ahh Ahh
With a smoking gun,
Ahh Ahh
With a smoking gun,
Ahh Ahh
I know you'd come,
Ready to kill,
With a smoking gun,
Sounds faded:
Girl: Through,
A long road
Jadakiss: Uh huh
Girl: I'll come
Jadakiss: Yup
Jasmine Sullivan:
I know u'll run,
Ready to kill,
With a smoking gun,
Verse 2
Jadakiss:
Yo now she really stressed bad,
Baby by her step dad,
Her and lil man,
All alone up in westhab Tough road,
And without a car,
It's a tough walk,
Worse part about it,
Is her mom think its her fault,
Word get around yall,
Know how the town talk,
Baby girl is innocent,
Labeled ah the town whore,
Suicidial thoughts on her mind,
Even now more,
First the abuse,
Now she gotta raise her child poor,
And that's why I feel for you,
That's why i'm ready to kill for you,
That's a black girl lost for ya,
Call me,
I'm come through and let it off for ya.
Hook:
Jasmine Sullivan:
You're the only one i love,
The only man i know that i can trust,
And if I ever should need u,
I know you'd come,
Ready to kill with a smoking gun,
Echo: (with a smoking gun)
Ahh Ahh
With a smoking gun,
Ahh Ahh
With a smoking gun,
Ahh Ahh
I know you'd come,
Ready to kill,
With a smoking gun,
Jadakiss:
Sounds faded:
Girl: Through,
Jadakiss: uh huh
A long road
Jadakiss: yea
Girl: I'll come
Jadakiss: Yup
Jasmine Sullivan:
I know u'll run,
Jadakiss: Yup
Ready to kill,
Jadakiss: Yup
With a smoking gun,
Verse 3
Jadakiss:
It aint your fault boo,
I'm always here for you to talk to,
Hold your head high when you walk through,
Sometimes the devil's temptation would force you,
One thing about the Lord,
He'd never cross you,
Look at all the bad things that they tried to do to you,
And you're still queen of this earth and you're beautiful,
Everything happens for a reason,
If you ever need me,
Call me,
I'm coming through squeezing.
(Blaw)
Hook:
Jasmine Sullivan:
You're the only one i love,
The only man i know that i can trust,
And if I ever should need u,
I know you'd come,
Ready to kill with a smoking gun,
Echo: (with a smoking gun)
Ahh Ahh
With a smoking gun,
Ahh Ahh
With a smoking gun,
Ahh Ahh
I know you'd come,
Ready to kill,
With a smoking gun,
Sounds faded:
Girl: Through,
A long road
I'll come
Jasmine Sullivan:
I know u'll run,
Ready to kill,
Let's go
Feds in the precinct lookin' at our picture
If rap don't work, we gonna get it like Guy Fisher
I was taught to ride with them niggas that'll die with ya
Headed OT? Then bring some pies with ya
Buy your man a lambo and tell him to fly with ya
Or throw the nigga jewels and tell him to shine with ya
I shine
You shine
Like smith n wesson you don't wanna feel the ghost
Or the kiss of death n'
Tubs still lift up
So do the sink now
Pablo escobar shit
Buyin' a clink now
Dead presidents shit
Robbin the Brinks now
100 shot tommy guns
Hell of a stink now
J A D A
'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son
Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that
Do it Holiday Style
Double R is comin' for war, war
J A D A
'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son
Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that
Do it Holiday Style
Double R is comin' for war, war
On the average day we smoke about a quarter
And everythings is bad for a nigga nowadays
So we drink a lot of water
Talk about you, "So rich"
Nigga you, "So bitch"
That your parents probably think they got a daughter
Yeah, we them boys that bring all the terror
We persevered through all the errors
Lay niggas down with all barettas
Everything in the bag, chains, watches
All your leathers
So you can act funny with yourselves
I'm in the hood with dope
Sacks is filled twenty after twelve
A sign of the times kitchen cook 38, 38 treys
That remind you of dimes
J A D A
'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son
Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that
Do it Holiday Style
Double R is comin' for war, war
J A D A
'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son
Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that
Do it Holiday Style
Double R is comin' for war, war
Hustlers, entreprenaurs
Anything to do with the hood
That's what we responsible for
Battin' you down
Knifin' you up
Stompin' your jaw
Bail a nigga out for stealin' something out on the tour
And they makin' technology to trya nd screw niggas
I'm good long as an old gun will kill a new nigga
Yall dudes with 9 lives got one life left
And controversy sells but it ain't like death
So pop him in the head 'til his brains start to fizz on him
I ain't sell my soul to the devil, I bought his from him
Waitin' on the day, they say Jesus is gonna come
So God bless yall niggas 'cuz I'm sneezing with my gun
Ah-choo
Bless you
You ain't D Block or Double R nigga
No doubt imma stretch you
Imma shoot back 10 feet
Imma catch you
Real brutal shit
Make sure I snap your neck too
S L R or the Aston Mar'
Lamborghini or the Porsche with the crashin' bars
Iced out
Or wear no ice at all
100 G's on the dice game
Life's a ball
Listen up, if you real get real estate
We the best in the game, that ain't a real debate
And they never had AK's peelin' face
'Cuz it's written in the starts for us to seal your fate
Time to skate
J A D A
'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son
Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that
Do it Holiday Style
Double R is comin' for war, war
J A D A
'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son
Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that
Do it Holiday Style
[Hook: french montana]
Sleeping on the yacht
Rollin off a bentley
Showin you her back
I'm tryna get it in
[Verse 1: wale & jadakiss]
New whip, paper tags, same checks, spend the cash
A young black nigga on a fucking rap
But that's some bad luck years if you in the path of a jag
Got much to say, hallelujah I do it
If pussy was music, I would have... rubies
Montana, nigga stay schemin
8g's in the peas, killing...
V12, paper tags, you know I like mine in the paper bags
Hop and go, make it fast
Cut it with the rock scizz, make it last
Tread mill and I'm in the sonar
When you getting money you get caught up in the moment
While that sucker shit, real niggas...
You can get it, depending on how bad you want it
[Hook: french montana]
Sleeping on the yacht
Rollin off a bentley
Showin you her back
I'm tryna get it in
[Verse 2: jadakiss & styles p]
Cocaine, d block, double mg, we got the streets locked
We be high like a motherfucker
On some niggas that we ride like a motherfucker
Sipping on that yap, rolling of a beat
Shawty on her back, I'm trying to get it in
New 9, paper tags, stay... but you ain't where the lakers at
Waterproof uzzi when I take a bath
Mind goose nigga cut a motherfucking snake in half
Mind taken,... big ass guns stand in front of it
It's only real niggas I get blunted with
I only give a fuck about niggas I get hunneds with
Triple bean, paper tags, give you the whole thing
Just pay for half
Think about it, do the math
Wired it to my account, screw the cash
Kobe's corporate, give them a good batch and they won't get off it
Sharp claws but they still open of it
I ain't satisfied till they close the coffin
[Hook:french montana]
Sleeping on the yacht
Rollin off a bentley
Showin you her back
I'm tryna get it in
[Outro: french montana]
Cocaine, d block, double mg, we got the streets locked
We be high like a motherfucker
On some niggas that we ride like a motherfucker
Sleeping on the yacht
Rollin off a bentley
Showin you her back
Yeah niggas, so this is what it all boils down to, ha? Ha?
This is what it's come to, ha? Ha?
Playoffs, yo booms, fuck that
We back, baby
I ain't asked you to fear it
Mandatory you think about it after you hear it
And it's the evils that's gonna make you have to compare it
You know me, I swing back through and see who got hit after I air it
But it ain't about shit, niggas mumble about my outfits
But I'm humble, I keep my mouth shut
Lacin' them well, it was destined for J's in the cell
I can make you a reservation to hell
Then blow you out the water, I'm out of your order
Me verse any rapper is slaughter
Something like a poet and an author
The only difference is that I mix slick talk with pain and torture
One false move will cost ya, these lames will cross ya
Don't let the game extort ya
Try to learn from what the game has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain and torture
One false move will cost ya, these lames will cross ya
Don't let the game extort ya
Try to learn from what the game has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain and torture
Yo, I'ma take the responsibility for bringing it back
They rappin' with hostility, meanin' they whack
But then again, I feel 'em
Knowin' that they up against a nigga just like myself that'll kill 'em
I gotta spend a buck at the dealer for suede ceilings
Lotta bodies drop because of betrayed feelins'
What other rappers you know made it and stay dealin'
Smart niggas just fell back and they saved millions
These are pedestrian bars for the civilians
Shoes is Italian, handgun Brazilian
Open it up and see what Kiss brought ya
Slick talk, pain and torture
One false move will cost ya, these lames will cross ya
Don't let the game extort ya
Try to learn from what the game has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain and torture
One false move will cost ya, these lames will cross ya
Don't let the game extort ya
Try to learn from what the game has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain and torture
Yo, I flip words around, sorta like birds and pounds
Rub shoulders in the industry with nerds and clowns
Give it to whoever deserve the rounds
Hollow tips, move organs and nerves around
Get money, fuck riffin'
I'm definitely cut different, I twist honey's, puff piffin
Get my insight from an old G
With a good job and all that buddy love sniffin'
Shit talker, playboy, British walker
Rather be home like, "God, please get 'em off us"
After the sun shine, it gets darker
Slick talk, pain and torture
One false move will cost ya, these lames will cross ya
Don't let the game extort ya
Try to learn from what the game has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain and torture
One false move will cost ya, these lames will cross ya
Don't let the game extort ya
Try to learn from what the game has taught ya
C'mon
I need a good girl
I need a good girl
I need a good girl
Eyes all chinky
She be coming through in the new Cadillac Escalade on twinkies
Ma got a perfect face, brilliant ass
Her hands and her feet look like a mill in cash
I love when I call and she still in class
Instead of down in Bloomingdales stealing bags
And you know ya man Jada shoot through the hood
She look so good that the chickenheads can't hate her
Ever seen a dime? she a hell-a one
Still make her hop out and cop me a dutch, a vanilla one
Taught her how to murda the highway
Put her up on mean shoes like Roberto Cavale`
Even though she look real ill in the Gucci
Now you might catch her in Amilio Puchi
Since she a good girl that attend college
I don't let her give me brain I just let her give me knowledge
She's a good, good, good, good girl
Such a real fine lady and a lucky girl
I don't want no nasty girl
I don't want no nasty girl
I'ma show you the kiss of life sorta like Sade
G-class 5, the seats go sideways
Wit the see-through roof, OOF!
Rims so big they leave dents in the highway
My good girl ride wit me
She take over the wheel everytime I pull over to piss
She shake it up in the club when I'm over them hips
Waking up to the turkey bacon over the grits
Orange juice and the newspaper over the clips
Later on she gon hook up spaghetti
She ain't worried 'bout Herm S shit she got it already
She said she knew about the game cause her father was heavy
Then she asked could she borrow the Chevy
I could zoom in the jag
She going shopping need room for the bags
I sped off in the joint like it's Raspy's world
Cause (I don't want no nasty girl)
She's a good girl, I love her for that
She got mad dough, I love her for that
Her moms is cool, I think her lil' brother a rat
Everything else is straight though other than that
She dont play no games, I love her for that
Or hang wit no dames, I love her for that
I told her roll for dolo, leave the chicks
Attitude, reflex leadership
And the sex is incredible, I love her for that
How she fit me in her schedule, I love her for that
And she like making love by the lake for hours
Or just chillin' on the block, on a crate for hours
This Jadakiss, and Timbaland
This is Raspy's world
(feat. Nas, Ludacris)
[Intro: Jadakiss]
I need it from the top, AHHH!
This is history baby
Commissioner Steve Stoute, Lenny - ha!
God's Son, whattup?
D-Block, whattup?
Bravehearts, whattup? Yeah
Yeah, yo
[Verse One: Jadakiss]
Yo ain't nothin but trouble God
When I kick in the door with D-Block, Bravehearts and the Double R
Don't make me let the machine off
This is methadone music that you can lean off
"Made You Look," the remix with me up on it
I copped your shit, now I break weed up on it
And everything is real I see
Like my niggaz that been home but they only got a jail ID
I helped the game, it ain't help me
I'm top five dead or alive and that's just off one LP
And, I still buzz, they feel cuz
Cause they know the flow's Ill just like Will was
I'm just tryin to make sure that my sons wealthy
Out of shape but I make sure that my guns healthy
I'm a ape, you can't stand 'Kiss
Comin through the hood in a Aston Vanguish the color of dandruff
They said we jumped him, I just let the gun snuff him
Copped P then turboed soon as they uncuff him
This goes out to all of your mans
Why put you in the verse when I can put in a coroner van
D-Block
[Chorus 2X: Nas]
THEY SHOOTIN! Ah made you look
You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Gettin big money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangsters, where them dimes at?
[Verse Two: Ludacris]
Yuh, woo! It's time to go, Luda let's go!
I'm from the school of hard knocks, sneak peeks and low blows
Where X's mark spots and kitchens mark O's
Where love is gon' getcha and hate is gon' snitch ya
And fingers squeeze triggers like boa constrictors
It's the, Mr. Luda, Jada and Nas
And our bullets give you a deep tissue massage
So hear a song and dance while I make these ends
You never stood half a chance like Siamese Twins
AHHH - THEY SHOOTIN, look in the barrel
Then he made the front page of the Miami Herald
or Chi. Tribune, nozzles with silent doom
We in that A-Town Journal-list, filed with goons
You should print my information, quote my rhyme
And keep me in between these New York and L.A. Times
I was the victim of society, it's 'Cris the menace
With mo' shit out on the streets than evicted tenants
WOOOOOOOO!
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Nas]
Uhh.. uhh..
(BRAVE-HEARTS.. BRAVE-HEARTS.. BRAVE-HEARTS.. BRAVE-HEARTS..)
Jungle, Wiz, Nashawn!
We got 'em scared look
We got 'em scared they runnin
[Verse Three: Nas]
Yo, I grasp the ratchet, the blinker, the biscuit, the burner
The heat, the toaster, the twister you meetin your owner
The banger, the hammer, the flamers I aim at the cannons
and can ya, manhandlin ya, you'll be famous like cancer do
And cut, that's the end of your movie
Pretendin you actin like you and your mens'll come shoot me
My tennis shoes Gucci, old school pea soup green
Jean Lee suit on Beaver, clicko champagne
Friday the 13th my CD drop, I rhyme to more Base than EZ Rock
I'm Jason, call up P.D. watch
them Bravehearts, Jungle and Wiz and Nashawn
Ill Will rasta Lake, never revealin his face on
TV or pictures or even them niggaz
Sorry that I made you wait long, glad them fakes gone
[beat scratches out]
WE SHOOTIN! Squeezin them triggers with Luda beside me
Me and 'Kiss get Luniz of weed, set to Styles P.
Tell him hold his head, God's Son got him we made y'all look
hold your hand lil' bruh
you're not dead lil' bruh!
you are brown when this world is black and white low lil' bruh,
i know how it sounds low lil' brush!
i times i life can seem miserable,
but lil' brush you got a lot of living the.
you gotta go get it, they won't gonna give it to you!
just what you're saying, watch what you're delivering too,
..cause you won't never know when it rains,
you could never feel the love without knowing the pain.
brace it in the pinky rain, go with the change,
this different kind of jewels your brain.
bracing your down fall, when you're doing your thing,
if something happens while you're in charge to blame you!
the better, stay flat, don't respect the ..of letter.
when you get them never let up, when you fall get up!
wipe the tears off, hid the blood and the sweater,
if you don't say nothing, can't be set up,
always stay tall, make sure you hold your head up!
chorus:
hold your head lil' brush!
you're not dead lil' brush!
you are brown when this world is black and white low lil' brush,
you know how it sounds lil' brush!
but you're lil' brush!aha! check me out!
yeah! ain't nobody going for nobody's money out here!
you get it if you want to, you get it,
you can keep sitting around,
saying what you're gonna do.
if you don't pay attention is gonna come back to hunt you,
yeah! make saving one of your habits!
never keep the raisins and plates under the cabinet!
you can get further in life by using the menace,
and all these cellphones tapped their using scanners.
never use your home address, use your nannie's!
and if you ever have to pull it out, use your hammer!
yeah! white paper ditching!
ha! automatic clutching!
accumulate more than enough shit,
then you're getting the bill for these
chorus:
forget the ladies lil' brush!
and yeah, don't stop!
you're the greatest lil' brush!
you were made to amaze and bring change lil' brush!
it takes more than no one brush,
Uh-huh, you know where I'm takin this
I'm takin it right there - they leave me no choice
AOWWWWW!! Uh, uh, oh
She said she was a model for a year and a half
And if she took her pins out,
then her hair would drop down to her calf
I knew her man, he was just up North
and would've got left up North, but he was the chef up North
Anyway I'm K-I-double
All I do is get dough, spit flows, try to stay out of trouble
If you ready we could move, just lose your man
or hit the dance floor, I'll show you how to do my dance
Or I might let you play in the garden
Or sit up in that white thing and listen to the greatest of Marvin
The estate got six locations
Take so long to get to the front once I missed probation
And I hate to brag
I know ya man really wouldn't like the Beretta but he'd hate the Mag
And yeah here go a blank check, rock yourself out
But in the mean time girl - knock yourself out
Oh you modelin momma? (knock yourself out)
Wanna let ya hair down? (knock yourself out)
Oh you ready to move? (knock yourself out)
Whatchu wanna sit in the Coupe? (knock yourself out)
Wanna keep on dancin? (knock yourself out)
Wanna run in my mansion? (knock yourself out)
Sit in V.I.P.? (knock yourself out)
Bitch you just wanna be seen (knock yourself out)
Now you can knock yourself out like you boxin yourself
Or you can get real freaky start poppin yourself
And my watch got so many rocks, when you look at the time
it's sorta like you watchin yourself, uhh
Front if you want, I puff a few blunts
and take a cruise in a Porsche wit the trunk in the front
She had the Jocko B'sure sandals, told her hop in
The coupe blew her mind when she couldn't find the door handles
Attitude very high maintence; check this out ma
I'm runnin out of my patience
Don't sleep wit me? Then don't speak wit me
And neva talk bad bout niggaz that eat wit me
Aiyyo, honey know I'm waitin to leave
Keep dancin, cause I like how that ass shake in them capris
I'm like Big wit the murder mamis up in Belize
but I'll still fuck a chickenhead like Lil' Cease
I don't care if they model, bet they all gon' chill
First nigga to cook base on a Foreman grill
And you might win some, but you just lost one
Whattup little man? What's the matter?
I wish I didn't have to be here
It's not that bad..
Could always be worse, yaknahmsayin?
All you gotta do, is stay in school
Anything you wanna do you could do yaknahmsayin baby?
No matter what though, gotta keep your head up to the sky
This goes out to, all the infants
in this cold world that was born addicted
And to all the section eight kids
Just remember these four words y'all - we gon' make it
The government keep on tryin to fool us
The system, keep on tryin to lose us
And all we can do is keep buyin computers
And (?) all now 'fore it start goin down
We gotta hold our head, keep our pride
Though it hurts when I see people sleep outside
Little babies with no socks on, eatin popcorn
We all know what they moms and they pops on
Out go the love when the drugs come
They never got nuttin for Christmas, and they ain't Muslim
This is a jewel, a lot of us was them
This is a jewel, a lot of us was them
Your head to the sky.. my my, my
You can win - you can win - if you keep your head
As long as you keep - your head - your head to the sky
My my, my..
Uhh, to my lockdown niggaz keep your head in the sky
To my shot down niggaz keep your head in the sky
I don't know if it's better to ride, or better to die
And that's why there's red in my eye
Cause people don't know what the ghetto is like
Either you make it out, or the terrible life
I don't wanna be a broke bastard
And everybody in the hood got somebody in they fam' with a coke habit
You work for minimum wage
I'ma get in the game, get shot or a bid in the cage
It's a risk I gotta take - and I'ma be the nigga
with the bricks and the stash and the biscuit outta state
And even though I'm blessed with the gift
I gotta move cause the pain and the sickness gotta wait
I go extremely hard - why let up?
And I can breathe long as I keep my head up
Uhh, uhh - uh-huh, uhh - uh..
Aiyyo I come from a place where it's three strikes out
And your life's on the line, so we iced out
Summertime gettin money, three dice out
Tanktops, and jean shorts, we Niked out
Headbands, and four wheelers
Jeeps and Coupes and convos, about who know more killers
It's all wrong but it's all right
It's a small world; matter fact it's a small life
We all trip but the way to survive
is hold your head and make sure you fall right
And it's a quite fact, that whatever goes around comes right back
It's just like that
And we tryin to touch major paper
Everybody in the struggle it gets greater later
Never say can't, it's better to try
And you can breathe long as you keep your head in the sky
Don't you let nobody stop you, mm
{Yeah, its the world famous DJ Clue Desert Storm
Fabolous, the album 'Street Dreams', I mean we all street dream
The sometime or another you know, fast cars, cash, women, livin' the life
(feat. Styles P)
[Jadakiss:]
When It's All Said And Done
After They Said I've Won
All Im Going To Say Is:
[Chorus:]
I'm Sorry Ms. Jackson (Oooh)
I Am For Real
Never Meant To Make Your Daughter Cry
I Apologize A Trillion Times
I'm Sorry Ms. Jackson (Oooh)
I Am For Real
Never Meant To Make Your Daughter Cry
I Apologize A Trillion Times
[Verse 1: Jadakiss]
Tried To Diss Kiss To The World
And It's Your Fault Cause She Said She Saw You Kissing A Girl
The Hood Was Behind Her For Her Whole Career
But Now They've Slightly Starting To Disappeared
Something About That,
She's Always Angry, Might Have Been When Them Girls Trying To Push Her Scout Back
Needed Some Head Room
So She Went Out And Bought Tyson's Mansion With 18 Bedrooms
She's A Domestic Boss
That Don't Leave No Marks Though, You Got To Digest Those Scares
In Fact Think You Got To Tell Her To Get Back
Because Every Kiss Rap Is Similar To A Bitch Slap
Too Hard Since Way Back In The School Yard
She's Hollywood Though All She Needs Is A Boobjob
Girl In The Bubble, Didn't Mean To Trouble Her
Man But Im A Calla Hoe, Im Double Her
Really Think You Should Tell Her To Chill Cause
My Resume Is Longer Than A Doctor Bill Was
I Did The Song With Ja Rule Bigging The City Up
She Did The Magic Stick Remix With Olivia
She Got More Money But I Get Busier
Think Somebody Going To End Up Killing Her
And When It's All Said And Done
After They've Said I've Won
All Im Going To Say Is:
[Chorus:]
I'm Sorry Ms. Jackson (Oooh)
I Am For Real
Never Meant To Make Your Daughter Cry
I Apologize A Trillion Times
I'm Sorry Ms. Jackson (Oooh)
I Am For Real
Never Meant To Make Your Daughter Cry
I Apologize A Trillion Times
[Verse 2: Styles P]
Hood Had Love For This Bitch
Cause She Came From South Side Queens With A Thug Ass Click
Bitch Got Change, And She Changed
Now She Don't Fuck With The Hood, Probably Give A Nigga Brains
Bitch Got Boogie On A Nigga
Went From The Hood To Hollywood Got A Movie On A Nigga
Bitch Talking Greasy Like New York Sting
Sucking Down South Dick That's Some New York Thing
And The Bitch Used To Be Cool, Hood Even Liked The Bitch
Used To Listen To Again In The Weeds
She Had Stories Of Many Men, Times In The Club And Niggas That Was Wanksta But The Truth Was To See
Bitch Aint Shyt, She Was Real Good At Bluffing It
Ordered Protection On The Niggas She Was Fucking With
Now That's A Hoe That You Just Can't Trust
Hired Cops, That's A Hoe That You Just Can't Touch
Bitch Moved Out New York When They Were Swinging Them Glocks
Bitch Got A Deep Voice But She Would Be Singing A Lot
Bitch Would Sell Her Soul Just To Get On The Charts
Want To Front Like She's Gangsta But She Got No Heart
And She Going To Get Hit By The Mac And
All In The Back And This Time I Bet The Jaw Will Be Cracking
She's Going To Get Broken To Fractions D Block Is The Faction
All I Can Say Is Im Sorry Ms. Jackson
[Chorus:]
I'm Sorry Ms. Jackson (Oooh)
I Am For Real
Never Meant To Make Your Daughter Cry
I Apologize A Trillion Times
I'm Sorry Ms. Jackson (Oooh)
I Am For Real
Never Meant To Make Your Daughter Cry
I Apologize A Trillion Times
Check This Out Right?
I Don't Say It...
I Just Play It...
i love you, muah
ah, yeah, yo, lot of square feet chopping speed is the minimum
talk all subliminal in love with a criminal
it's all coming back to the pop no chemicals
she can get high on the spot no interviews
no carbs, just vitamins, mineral
riding shotgun in the coop with the general
you go hard for the kids so i'm into you
yeah, hold you down, that's what i'm ...do
no girls are right, like you do for me baby
that's why i hold you down, that's why i hold you down
girls don't decide and got i need baby, that's why i hold you down
that's why i hold you down
yo, cash coming rapidly, chicks coming after me
there cause i wanna be not cause i have to be
you the one i wanna be with my actions
i knew you were special cause we hit it off naturally
had your guards off at first now you're attached to me
gotta give you all of me, can't give you half of me
you take your time girl, we gonna move carefully
a hot bath water, the meals you prepare for me
when nobody was, you were always there for me
and i love myself just need you to care for me
you got more than enough, i owe you now
so it's only right that i hold you down
no girls are right, like you do for me baby
that's why i hold you down, that's why i hold you down
girls don't decide and got i need baby, that's why i hold you down
that's why i hold you down
i say damn it i let this one get away
she's what i'm wanting and no comparing to you girl
i never ... your heart, concealing games, no need for looking
cause there none that hurt you girl
hey girl, ... it's lame trying to play with you, i'm trying to stay with you
yo know what i mean? stay forever and a day with you
never mind them side chicks and made issue
they ain't nothing but bad luck the day was you
they ain't about them knowing about the 2 of us
they can't stand to see us doing us
and i told you this is what i go through
but words can't explain it so that's why now i gotta hold you
no girls are right, like you do for me baby
that's why i hold you down, that's why i hold you down
girls don't decide and got i need baby, that's why i hold you down
that's why i hold you 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
i'm fresh, dressed like a million bucks
with the pocket full of money and i'm ready to cut,
while shawty looking ...like she ready to ..
i got a king size ...
so let's start it up, so let's start it up,
so let's start it up, so let's start it up,
and get freaky, freaky, yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah ...
hey look models on deck, bottles on deck,
next she is been, she accept nothing less,
i'm in the ass, caught in the ..
we're on the phone.. which one is the best
... with the fact i was like nothing when i stepped
custom cut adelinni suit double ..
i'm a gangsta but still going on when i dress
..bus ,ten ..on a ...
ain't no confusion because they all on a sex
that's be one on to the next.
chorus:
i'm fresh, dressed like a million bucks
with the pocket full of money and i'm ready to cut,
while shawty looking ...like she ready to ..
i got a king size ...
so let's start it up, so let's start it up,
so let's start it up, so let's start it up,
and get freaky, freaky, yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah ...
yeah i was raspy, yeah i put it down with the lock
some fresh nigga lv down to the socks the old ..
17 rounds in the clock like a .. walking around on a ..
don't you ... whole lot of stars in the spot
honey's everywhere .. minaj in the ..
nobody going home on this patron ...
plus we got zone in the ..
the finest fashion, fat ass, is designed the glasses
..nice lashes ... i put it on the california ...
[chorus:]
always .. to compete me up, i'm driven
i'll be in the .. new whips like the driven
though low, they know my best friend is a diamond
never a full for love no ...
just right when i step on the scene
see dudes that ride dirty but they all clean
vip with the teen that we ...that's what they call me
... cause he look like he ..
i'm fresh stay dressed with the best make a guess
what's next ohh.
Shout out to the runners
awww
lets go
CHORUS
Lets take it down south (lets go)
Lets take it down south (lets go)
Lets take it down south (lets go)
yayo, ross
this is D- Block
this is D- Block
this is D- Block
this is D- Block
Lets take it down south (lets go)
Lets take it down south (lets go)
Lets take it down south (lets go)
yayo, ross
this is D- Block
this is D- Block
this is D- Block
this is D- Block DDD you know my name
( rick ross)
Ridin in that maybach baby boy this first class tints
feelin like a prince pimp has the perp pass,
fly I gets high fuckin parachute got a new pair of
coups sittin on a pair of boots.
Focus on the guns that's a dunk or a ally oup steppin
out the car its the Marvin blue valley shoes.
On the grind tryna shine like summer time with three
jobs only thing on yo mama mind
(MAMA) Got ten cars gon whip one of mine I done did
a 100 getting 100 least 100 times.
Now im countin 100s I swing euros and pounds in Europe
with pounds boy i be movin around.
Cell phone well known the big boss rick rizzle the
rich nizzle its Ricky Ross you know the name bitch
know what I came wit D block triple c we on that same shit
CHORUS
(Sheek)
Lets take it down south but keep it new york.
We can push the caddy air force when I walk.
Old coupe deville big old racing tires I'm sittin up
high killin them like mike Myers.
White racin stripe loud racin pipe I'm comin down the
block hald Asian dyke. I be M.
I.A I neva been to Haiti but smitty keep tellin me
I can get nice and 80. So whats the price baby holla
at me ross I comin through wit Jada another D block
boss 2 guns down t shirt with these all crown I meetin
rose capoile on the other side of town.
So holla at me now nope look at me now they say I'm
hot but I aint plat that's gon change now this is this
is d block I keep my heat cocked I represent the south
and new york nonstop.
Chorus
( Jadakiss)
Muahh you gotta love it though cuz now I getting other
dough how you think I'm comin back and forth wit the
mother load. NC FC even out in west v a town dade county
I keep the haze round me. Good women good food always
in a good mood all chopped all screwed strip clubs
all nude wheelin then im ready from chillin them I
heavy the towny or the dessy Monte Carlo or the chevy.
Everybody is trill everything is a big deal from the
pills to grills to cars wit the big wheels.
I be down bottom wit no problem niggaz know if im in
the town then I got em I let em go.
Plain fragrant I can get you some cocaina if you aint
an agent dependin on your relations this is d block
and everybody is wit it get it how you live or either live how you get it.
Lyrics Huh, uh yeah
Bout to put it to 'em
With some ghetto slick shit, heh
Check it out, one time
For your motherfuckin' mind (motherfuckin' mind)
Yo I'm saying they gon' smell me on this one
No doubt, he-heh
Check it out, oh yeah
Listen
On the cross town with the top down
Sounds banging out the backstreets (alright)
Me and shorty two deep
She's flashing me thighs
Wind blowing through her hair
Baby we can take it there (take it there)
But first I gotta make my rise
Baby slow down
My crib's on the other side of town
But from the look in her eyes
She was hypnotized
Rubbed her hands on my chest
And started getting undressed
Tell me why
Could it be my chromed out rims?
Break your neck when you see me lookin' good
Or could it be the ice you see?
But you tell me that you're really feelin' me
(that you're feelin' me, feelin' me, feelin' me baby)
Could it be the word on the block?
I know they told you that a nigga got it locked
Tell me why you just can't stop
I'm thinking that it's all about me
What could it be?
I got the sixty inch flat tv, what?
Got it like DVD, whatever you need
I got the bubbles in the tub with the back rub (bathtub)
Silk sheets baby to make love
Oh girl I wanna hit it in the worst way
After that you'll be coming back like every day (oh yeah)
send you back to your girls with something else to say
How I hit it, split it, had you with it till the break of day
Could it be my chromed out rims?
Break your neck when you see me lookin' good
Or could it be the ice you see?
But you tell me that you're really feelin' me
Could it be the word on the block?
I know they told you that a nigga got it locked
Tell me why you just can't stop
I'm thinking that it's all about me
What could it be?
Could it be the drop top Benz
That got your friends going out on a limb
Sliding me numbers when you ain't watching them
Playing me close but I'm not feeling them
Could it be the time piece flooded with chips?
You with me cause I flex brigets around my wrist?
Or large amounts up in my bank account
You tell me you love me baby but what's that all about
Could it be my chromed out rims?
Break you neck when you see me lookin' good
Or could it be the ice you see?
But you tell me that you're really feelin' me
Could it be the word on the block?
I know they told you that I got it on lock
Tell me why you just can't stop
I'm thinking that it's all about me
What could it be?
Could it be my chromed out rims? (could it be my chromed out rims)
Break you neck when you see a nigga dip
Or could it be the ice you see?
But you tell me that you're really feelin' me
Could it be the word on the block? (tell me)
I know they told you that I got it on lock
Tell me why you just can't stop
I'm thinking that it's all about me
chase bank
I am on here
Spitting over all the
Money chase back
I ain't never getting ..
Team player with a hard on my shoulder
Flex and stress money like is yoga class
Yeah like a yoga class
Come and picture this
.. on a secret .. all my cash
We are getting money homey
What did you think
While you chase kitty we chase
Chase chase bank
Catch it
Chase bank (repeats)
New York cash like
While you chase kitty we chase
Chase chase bank
Catch it
Chase bank (repeats)
Grab it
You know where to find us
Whatever the ballers are
Get money over
Get family over holiday
..after that find out where ..
This ain't about money
Start ..
I wanna all the stuck
Don't come at me ..
I need all the facts
I've been chasing this since I was young
Old school she's waiting for
Man in the mirror
You are hating what you becoming
.. take it to the honey
We are getting money homey
What did you think
While you chase kitty we chase
Chase chase bank
Catch it
Chase bank (repeats)
Grab it
We are on the cash like we are fallowing
All of you chase kitty we really chase
Chase chase bank
Catch it
Chase bank (repeats)
Grab it
I chase bank as if you ain't know
.. niggers is ain't rool
Play pin pong .. you need to chase bank
.. chase bank double my
Look what you are doing dog
I'm gonna get mine dog
We are getting money homey
What did you think
While you chase kitty we chase
Chase chase bank
Catch it
Chase bank (repeats)
Grab it
We are on the cash like we are fallowing
All of you chase kitty we really chase
Chase chase bank
Catch it
Chase bank (repeats)
[Verse 1:]
Mhmm, yes, I does that.
Stays hot, I ain't got to get my buzz back
What everybody trying to be now; I was that
They could never stop me; that's why I love rap
Been living the life, praising ice.
Bang the baddest chicks in the world, maybe twice
The swag, the gear, the bread, all the whips is a year ahead
I only fear the FEDs
Fourty-five on the other side of the peep hole
Head shot from point blank; call it a free throw
Funny, 'cause I had divisions since Calico
Back then, I still aint reached my peak, though
Louie loafers, Pollo pea coat
Call me whenever the forces meat, yo
I drove papi crazy, so the industries never gonna stop me, baby
[Verse 2:]
Imma call it confidence, 'cause I aint cocky
I just know one thing: They can't stop me
Whether I'm on "Ef" or LA, or they swap me;
it's all good, because I know the gangsters got me
First thing's first "they jar us" abruptly
I treat the rap game like a large monopoly
One on one they can't guard me properly
But when they double team me the odds are sloppy
I move like them eighty milligrams of oxy
Send your sister back to your family, not me
Got too hot for the grams, and got weed
In the rap bracket he remains the top seed
Revolver holds six; quick to blow three
Audio heroin, so you don't OD
Shooters know you, but you don't know me
The block is crazy, can't stop me, baby
[Verse 3:]
Once I start I aint gonna stop the squeezing
And the gauze aint gon' be able to stop the bleading
And your girl aint gon' be able to stop the weezing
When she get that phone call from the doc; we even
You could not stop me, so stop believing
Ring tone rap, this is not the season
I punch lines hard enough to stop your breathing
And the ladies will still pay a lot to see him
Imma get rich long as I got my freedom
And usually when you get hit it's for a reason
If you in the hood, better dodge the Ds, and
watch your Qs, and be on your Ps, and
Thank you all for coming out this evening
Having a good time with your liquor, and treason
Even if they knock me, then continue to watch me
Whohohohooow
Put it on me, put in on me
I can't let
Can't let you get
Ohw noo
Couplet:
He has a little game that he plays
clever little ways and a hot boy style
brags about the dough that he makes
Flash a little cash watch the girls go wild
Lately he's been checking for me
Telling me how much he wants to be
Wants to be the one to replace
Replace the man that waits at home for me
Chorus:
But oh no I can't let you get the best of me, even though deep
inside somethings dying to see, how you flow
out them clothes and you put it on me
Feelings coming on strong
I know that its wrong
I can't let you get the best of me
(put it on me)
The best of me
(put it on me)
Couplet:
So is he tryin to play with my head
Tellin' me how he could blow my mind
Something 'bout the things that he said
Made me wanna take it there one time
I should be walking away, 'cause his hand's up on my thigh
Should I leave
Should I stay
After all it's just one night.
Chorus
Jadakis rap:
Yo Yo Yo
I got so many bags of money that they won't fit in the bank
And Ima do this, just like Tony did it to Frank
But im gun' make sure both ya'll win
Let him keep the place you move and Ima pay both of ya'll rent
So forget about the condo and come to the crib, cuz the
castle over the mountain comes wit a bridge
You know literally we can go shopping in Italy
hand on her tigh, she ain't wanna get rid of me
and she don't drink or know how L looks
chanell look mix with the Pete Arnell look
You just stay pretty, while I'm runnin' the city
When I'm with the V. you can go hold the joint if you with me
Vacation cost a hunderd and fifty, we livin' it up
I'll put it on ya ass, if you givin' it up
And you know I'm not a hata and if you feel bad then you call
him up lata and tell him u all jada's...
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
[Intro - Jadakiss (Pharrell)]
AH-HA! (hot sauce to go)
Light in the incense, backup
And turn the lights off in the motherfucker!
(Hot sauce to go) Right now! Please!
Thank you, muah!
Ahah-ha! (hot sauce to go)
You know who it is! (Jada)
The obvious is beautiful! (hot sauce to go)
Marlvelous, I'm getting older
[Chorus - Pharrell Williams (w/ Jada ad-libs)]
You got to move wit the groove
As she lay on the one's and two's
Wait a minute, wait a minute
You gon stink up the room!
Wit that big ol' ass!
[Verse - Jadakiss]
Yo, we gon hit something
I'm cutting the rug wit love
Or I'm on the wall pressed up against something
You should let em know the boss is back
So y'all niggas that went wood go get more shalack
I see bowlegs backing it in
I put it on her wit the ol' school two step, clap and a spin
Filled up her cup, slid her a dutch
You know what's happenin then (what?) in
And all I did was having a grin
Off top let her know I ain't one of these dudes
Rhyming to lose, naw ma I'm rapping to win
Yeah! yes! They know the God be fresh
I'm on that ass blowing purple on the washing set
And even though I came wit thugs
You still might catch a few of them 'Stepping In The Name Of Love'
Uh! It's D on the Block, the Ryde is Ruff
And you wit the motherfucking Billionaire Boys Club!
[Chorus - Pharrell Williams (w/ Jada ad-libs)]
You got to move wit the groove
As she lay on the one's and two's
Wait a minute, wait a minute
You gon stink up the room!
Wit that big ol' ass!
Would you go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!
Go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!
Would you go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!
Go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!
You got to move wit the groove
As she lay on the one's and two's
Wait a minute, wait a minute
You gon stink up the room!
Wit that big ol' ass!
[Verse - Jadakiss]
Gangsta leanin, Kiss be in the bank wit cream and
My wrists and my neck be gleamin
Whatever I got cost, Honey look hotter than Hot Sauce
That's why I get to hop in a drop Porsche
Then she get dropped off, told her that the whole block pop off
She come through, take them rocks off
And therefore, wanna know, what would they stare for
They heard about the work, it's as white as your Air Force
Maybe it's the voice that the world got an ear for
Most of these rappers, I just don't care for
So I be on the honies wit the big ol' asses
Hypno and Cleako in big ol' glasses
We could do the damn thang, order the champagne
Honey's Head of the State, and I'm running the Campaign
If you coming, c'mon, if not I'm gone
Other than that, yo Pharrell, sing my song!
[Chorus - Pharrell Williams (w/ Jada ad-libs)]
You got to move wit the groove
As she lay on the one's and two's
Wait a minute, wait a minute
You gon stink up the room!
Wit that big ol' ass!
Would you go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!
Go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!
Would you go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!
Go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!
Hot sauce to go. hot sauce to go
[Verse - Jadakiss]
Hey yo, Honey got a goon thinking
That ass like that, she could have the room stinking
I - picked her up in the maroon Lincoln
Blew her back out until the moon sank in
Spend the profit, hold on the to the re
Lock me up, hold on the to key
I want you to wake up in the morning wit me
I got it bad for ya, breakfast and a cab for ya
[Chorus - Pharrell Williams (w/ Jada ad-libs)]
You got to move wit the groove
As she lay on the one's and two's
Wait a minute, wait a minute
You gon stink up the room!
Wit that big ol' ass!
Would you go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!
Go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!
Would you go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!
Go to jail, LIGHT ME UP!
Hot sauce watch out. hot sauce to 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, 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
Uh, I learned the game, I know what I want in a minute (Uh Huh)
The time is now and it's gonna be up in a minute (Yeah)
You look a nigga in the eye, You can tell if he a tenant (True)
These fake rappers gettin' by with these hell of a gimmicks (Ha Ha)
They act like it's all love, only love is ya money
So when it's over nigga, are you a thug or a dummy (Which one)
I'm neither
But I've been hot so long it feels like I got a lifetime fever (Hot)
Now I ain't gotta spit, I can cough and still eat ya
But fuck rap I make mills off reefer
I'm a man first, tired of punchin' niggas
So I'm a shoot niggas
Cause my hands hurt (Let's Go)
And God is great
Guard ya space
One hand wash the other, both wash the face (Wooo)
When I had crack so much it's hard to see
38 revolver flow is so hard to trace
What
CHORUS
Fuck that, pop off til nuttin in the clip left (Pop Off)
Til nobody in his clique left (Nobody)
Hole in the head, Slashed throat, A split chest
And if they ask what happened, tell 'em it's the Kiss of Death
Hustle hard til none of them pricks left (Nothin left)
Stick it up til not a crumb on the strip left (Take that Take that)
Make sure there ain't a chain or a chip left (Uh Huh)
And if they ask what happened
Tell 'em it's the Kiss of Death (Tell 'em Kiss)
The Kiss of Death
Yo this is locksville (yeah)
And even white America let ya negros know Jada got skills (That's right)
And you a jackass like Johnny Knoxville (Ha Ha)
So I could just imagine how your pops feel (Damn)
And you ain't worth my shells (Nah)
So you should just imagine how the ox feel
A lotta niggas is thousand biz (word)
Walkin around town like they got mills (Ha Ha)
For what it's worth I'm one myself
But my strength in the hood outruns my wealth (Yeah)
Still might catch Kiss in some hot wheels (What)
New Bentley coupe with the stock wheels (Ha Ha)
Look how I get back to it
I send my young niggas to do it
In a black Buick
I don't spit bars
I distribute the crack fluent
All I'm really waitin is for niggas to act stupid
CHORUS
(Yeah Yo)
To all my real niggas, sorry (Sorry) for keepin you waitin
It's ironic but the God was beefin with Satin (Feel me)
I love ya'll tho, my niggas for even relatin (Love ya'll)
This ain't Kiss talkin neither, I'm speakin for Jason (Why)
When you a problem, It's hard to keep you from hatin (Uh Huh)
And your jaws is like laws, so easy to break 'em (Yeah)
If I wasn't on some shit I'm gettin on it (Uh Huh)
Come to me wit ya hand out, I'm spittin on it
I don't wanna hear what happened
Matter a fact I don't even care what happened(Yeah)
Might as well declare the Clappin
Be my bones is old, got a lot of wear and tear from strappin (Uh)
Hate a nigga that ain't never there to see shit
But always hear what happened
Only thing better than money (What) is respect
No love this time nigga
Kiss of Death (What)
[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
*Girl singing n jadakiss talking at same time*
*Girl*
I'll be by your side.ill always find a way i love you to much to loose ya sweet dancin in your love
*Jadakiss*
GENERAL! we got these n**az f***'n cockroaches.You wanan go to war!?!
*Jadakiss*
It make me strong it gives me the strength the bang out and make these songs.
if i do it on the spot or if it takes me long, they cant stop me,
even if my brakes was on, im still.
*Girl*
By your side.
*jadakiss*
im always here, nobodys perfect,
life aint always fair
I use to not give a f***
I aint always care,
when its to hot for the hammer you no the hawk is right.
*Girl*
By your side...
*Jadakiss*
and till you get to the car and you gotta get through the D before you get to the R
An' if i dont get you today ima getchu' tommor
and as soon as you come out ya crib ima be right.
*girl*
By your side.
*Jadakiss*
where im suppose to be
close to you,
wit da toast close to me
and screw if it the right or the wrong thing,
when you in da sight of that long thing you wish you had a strong team.
*Girl*
By your side. i love you to much to loose ya sweet dancin in your love right by .by your side... ilove you to much to loose ya sweet dancin in your love right by .by your side.
*jadakiss*
as long as you need me,
im down for what ever homie as long as you feed me.
i pull dem big joints out as long as you tv
or i can play my part, breathe easy right...
*Girl*
By your side...
*Jadakiss*
As soon as sutten happen to you,
ya n****z will bounce n' you thoguht they was scrappen witchu'
now ya cleanin ya cuts wit peroxide
and you wake up in da E.R wit da doc' right...
*girl*
By your side.
*Jadakiss*
putten tubes in you
and you cant even eat right,
they putten foods in you
your body gettn colder the devil on ya shoulder
ya moms is in da room and you just wanna hold her...
*Girl*
By your side
*jadakiss*|
nutten but realness
that why everybody in the world can feel this.
im on top and y'all under me
so when its over,
if i aint in da front at least im gonna be ...
*Girl*
By your side...
and its to much to loose ya sweet dancin in your love right by .by your side... by your side... and its to much to loose ya sweet dancin in your love right by .by your side.
*jadakiss*
Until they finish me off
if they don't get us both you'll be sendin me off
and please just do me this favor
stick to our lil plan,
and F*** da money
just keep my lil man...
*Girl*
By your side
*Jadakiss*
and show him his hope
he gonn think he no how its going
but show him da rope's
and if you brign em' to the Gucci store,
show em' the loaf's
hood n****z im jus showing you growth
but im still right...
*Girl*
By your side
*Jadakiss*
you no kiss dont gotta aim his gon atchu to be foc-used
and if you broke now n**** when you see those chips
watch how many people come out of nowhere and try to be...
*girl*
By your side
*jadakiss*
the answer is plenty
cuz when you handelen business you cant be friendly
and if ou tryin stack sutten,
cant be pennies
most likely
grants and bengies'
and you betta' keep em'...
*Girl*
By your side...
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)
Shorty gettin' it in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me but I don't know why
Because they ain't gettin' in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me but I don't know why
Because they ain't gettin' in with me
You know me, I'm with a ghetto diva, stiletto fever
Jell-o shots, yellow reefer
Same rules apply, I'm back on top
You can't drink or smoke if you not gon' pop
See me in the popcorn drop, not gon' stop
Takin shots of Catron, gettin' top on yachts
The medallion's a mountain, rock on rocks
The whole world wanna know when this lock gon' drop
Without a doubt, she acknowledge the wealth
Since she ain't give brains, I told her let me get some knowledge of self
Then I told her be proud of yourself and dig deep
And try to see what you could get out of yourself
After all that, I told her to fall back
The Ferrari truck parked in the back is all black
Next time, bring some friends and more 'gnac
It depends how I feel in the morn' if I call back, what
Shorty gettin' it in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me but I don't know why
Because they ain't gettin' in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me but I don't know why
Because they ain't gettin' in with me
I'm with this bad Ethiopian chick, drinkin' straight up liquor
I told her I'm nigger-ian, a straight up nigga
Now is it just me, or do them ugg's
Have girls be lookin' like sheep skin rugs
Some rhyme with a name, some rhyme nameless
Don't try to treat me like I ain't famous
My apologies, are you into astrology?
'Cause I'm, I'm tryin' to make it to Uranus
See that's a little Don Juan game
All across your chest like Sean John name
Niggaz tryin' to figure out since Kan came
Who the rookie of the year, me or LeBron James?
They say, "Don't get caught up in the hype"
Ain't no tellin' they gon' love you after tonight
Well if tonight's the night, pop bottles, fuck models
Spend money 'til you broke, my nigga live your life
Shorty gettin' it in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me but I don't know why
Because they ain't gettin' in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me but I don't know why
Because they ain't gettin' in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me, 600 Benz with me
She wanna spend with me
She see me roll up the bud, then thug out the club
'Cause I got my mens with me
She said she leavin' her friends for me
They ain't gettin' in with her 'cause she gon' bend for me
Her tongue spin like a rim for me, do what she can for me
Look like a ten for me
Now shorty is out with me, usin' her mouth for me
She lookin' out for me
She said, "'Kiss where you live?", I said, "You see the Bridge
When you step on the balcony, let's go"
Shorty gettin' it in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me but I don't know why
Because they ain't gettin' in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me
Shorty gettin' it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me but I don't know why
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
Verse 1 Jadakiss (rapping)
Top of the food chain
its just the way that i do things
the dungeree seats in the blue range
I'm workin' with new change
A gemni nigger wit mood swings
had the fiends lookin' for new veins
i stopped playin with verbs
and started playin' with words
the money wasn't right, so i had to stay on the curb
An' i'll be a playa later,
but for now call me pudae Kiss
if not that, montaga Jada
I kick hard bars and blow hard weed
and be everywhere cause' i ove at gods speed
an' my aim is to make yall bleed
yall got embarassed in the class when the teacher used to make yall read,
uh-huh, mid over matter,
an' thats all good but fuck that, my new shit is spine over bladder
an' everybody tryin' to get to the top, an' thats all good to but right now i'm on the ladder.
Chorus X2
(Chorus)
Look at you then (then, Uh-Huh)
look at you now (Ya)
don't let this cold cold world (uh-uh-uh)
bring you down.
Verse 2 Jadakiss (Rapping)
I know your queen got here eyes on me, i got my eyes on your queen
the SMG is Heiniken green bad thing
is you know before we goin' get it on
my kit cost 30 and 10 to put it on
No tint windows clean heavy windex
gears on the steerin wheal i shift em' wit' my index
real life, its jsut in another form
kiss of death, its about to be another storm
i'm a god-damn ragin' bull
stay outta jail by jus' tellin' myself the cage if full
Got niggas on the payroll just to squeeze,
your in no position to challange my expertise
they got i bonus if the leave you,
old school, form the era of 45' with the penny on the needle
boss of the bosses
so please don't violate or cross him
or you'll be the corpse of the corpses
Chorus X2
Verse 3 JadaKiss (rapping)
Uh, Ya know the word anger
is just one letter short of the word danger
an' i ain't no stranger
never use a gat more than once if you don't clean it
an' never say fuck somethin' if you don't mean it
an when it comes to life, the root you been usin' thus far ain't right, take the scenic
whatever faith you got, put it in a crook,
wanna hide somethin' form a nigger put it in a book
trust me, this album the vapors gonna go around
if you ain't hot, you need paper to through around
Yea, its gettin' clearer everyday,
when you wake up in the mornin' look in the mirror an' say
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
You did it baby! Congratulations homie! You made history. 1.1 million in a short week. (laughs) Screw a press conference, press this on your conscience.
We gon' handle this like grown men, you won't win
You ain't even feel comfortable in your own skin
I rap my ass off, fighting the champ with a glass jaw
In the Garden or Nassau
See me, couple hood niggas behind stars
I hear you put a couple good niggas behind bars (Preme!)
I might never sell that much
But you can bet your last two quarters I'll never tell that much
Picture 'Kiss not come out swingin'
That's like seeing 50 at a show and he don't come out singin'
Yeah you got a felony but you ain't a predicate
Never the King of New York, you live in Conneticuit
You don't be in the hoods, you be in the woods
Fuckin' with me its where you really gonna be for good
I hold a four-five myself
Hop out the Range on one-four-five myself
This is a true fact
Since when has become cool to get shot and not shoot back
Trackmasters shelved you, Bravehearts helped you
Then everybody felt, now I gotta melt you
And don't try to pull rank on 'Kiss
Cause the niggas I'mma send to do it ain't gon' miss
Be laid up stiff, I spit straight up piff
I did real songs with Big, no made up shits
And I don't have a problem with clout
You aint get shot again yet,
so whats your second album about? (Nothing)
Your raps are preschool
You made a lot money, now be cool
Before I swell up your lips like seafood
Can I get a mic check?
You don't stand a chance at the dance with me dogs
You steps ain't right yet
The Block is just fine, homie the D's straight
Most likely your new CD is a weed plate
A bunch of love songs
One hundred precent pure garbage
Just something to break up buds on
You should just sell clothes and sneakers
Cause out of your whole camp, your flows the weakest
I'm in the town where the young boys is clappin'
You running around town with the Lieutenant and Captain
It'd take a life time to see 'Kiss
You had to get shot nine times to be rich
Rat ass nigga youse an animal, youse a motherfucking animal
Pig ass nigga youse an animal, youse a motherfucking animal
Snake ass nigga youse an animal, youse a motherfucking animal
Matter fact, you ain't no animal
I'mma show these motherfuckers how to handle you
D-Block!
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
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
[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.
[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
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
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?
[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
(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...
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
Uh-Huh
Real life shit
Feel me
Matter fact, still feel me
(Jadakiss)
Aiyyo
past few years
Shit got so ill, was kinda hard for the god the laugh through tears
I went through something wit mama, no drama
Something that came and went, real life Karma
My pop think his son is desertin' him, it's hurtin' him
Guess I got to be the man and sit down and work wit him
My little boy seven, he the sequel to the thugs
So I told him the money will never equal to the love
Listen, I'm grown y'all
When comes to my family, it ain't never a problem, it's only a phone call
They tend and take that and run wit it
So every other month, I be on some new phone, new number shit
The Violators stay again
Gus totaled the Beamer and broke K leg again
SHHHHHH! Let us pray again
And I ain't get enough of hangin' in the local bars yet
Had to let the thang off cross town in the projects
All these rumors and shit but I ain't get robbed yet
Bitch ass niggas ain't stop actin' like broads yet
In arm reach of a gun and a mask
Somebody clipped me for a hundred in cash
Still feel me
I hit the road and tried to get more grip
And It was cool till a muthafuckin' tour bus flip
No charges brought up
Bitch popped up wit a kid and got caught up, then I put the caught up
Now the road to the riches is takin' me longer
It ain't kill me yet so it's makin' me stronger
I don't know if it's the hate, frustration or hunger
That keep a nigga goin', rappin for a reason
Shit don't just happen, Shit happens for a reason
I'm that dude, like it or love it
I do my thing in the hood and get right wit a budget
Ain't afraid to give my life to the public
And when you see me next time maybe we can further discuss
How my sixteens give you a visual
I know you thinkin he ain't really sellin', how he live off residuals
But right now, the game is pitiful
And niggas is lonely, they need company cuz they miserable
Yeah, Uh-huh
Shit is still real B
[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
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
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
