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Jadakiss Lyrics

Album: Kiss Of Death

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[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 Bengaltin

 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 fuckin 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

 Fuck 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 fuck 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

 

 [Hook]
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