| This is what you’re tellin me, okay
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| It all comes down to this huh? |
| Okay
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| This is what you fuckin tellin me?
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| That this is it? |
| Okay (GRRRRRRRRRR)
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| How many slugs should I plug into yo’chest before it’s get filled
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| Since you ain’t got nuttin else to do but get killed
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| Been a fiend every since I found out how a slaughter taste
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| Empty a clip of hollow tips into yo’daughter’s face
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| Cause that’s just the type of shit that I’m on
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| Collect my dough, make the fuckin hit and I’m gone
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| I ain’t never gots to worry about the aim
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| Infrared, to your head, will make sure, I hit him in the brain
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| BLAOW! |
| One mo’time for good luck — for what?!
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| He was already dead, what the fuck?!
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| I be, breakin my shit up OFF in a nigga
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| When I don’t see, nuttin but SOFT in a nigga
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| Fuckin coward, I wonder how it — feels
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| To have to look at your moms — squeal, after I hit her with the steel
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| Ill, that’s how a nigga blows shit up
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| Believe whoever I hit up, will never get up
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| Tell me, how it’s goin down nigga
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| If I’m bein a fuckin clown nigga (yeah)
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| Take a couple of rounds nigga, I keep a toast real close
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| In case I gotta turn the rest of yo’peeps into ghosts
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| Fuck it I’m ready for combat, with a gat
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| that’ll make any nigga, become a meal for the fuckin rats
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| There won’t be nuttin left of money but a soupbone
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| Big Motherfuckin DMX from the group home
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| (Chorus: DMX)
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| Niggaz don’t mean what they say when they talk
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| Niggaz lean a certain kind of way when they walk
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| Niggaz don’t mean what they say when they talk
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| Niggaz lean a certain kind of way when they walk
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| (Eve)
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| Since the first day in it, I made a promise to myself
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| I was gonna make it happen, that’s the way I felt
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| You know Philly never scared, play the cards we dealt
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| Doin it my way, you bitches strugglin for help
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| I hear your rumors and your so-called beefs
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| But it’s a different story any time we meet in the streets
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| I’m fully in it bitch, your shit is juvenile to me
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| We can squash it, go 'head let you warm up the crowd for me
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| I hate to even be like this, y’all bring it out
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| To tell the truth it excites me, I scream it out
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| Sick wid’dit, ain’t a bitch that can get wid’dit
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| Admit it, I’m that bitch you can’t live wid’dit
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| And I’ma keep it comin long as I’m here
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| Pitbull, back at’cha neck, I’m hearin them cheer
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| E-V-E is what they need in they life, I’m bout mine
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| Now I’m done wit’chu, fuck out my face, wastin my time
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| (Chorus: Eve)
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| Bitches don’t mean what they say when they talk
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| Bitches lean a certain kind of way when they walk
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| Bitches don’t mean what they say when they talk
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| Bitches lean a certain kind of way when they walk
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| (Jadakiss)
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| Nahh! |
| Uh, yeah, aiyyo
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| I got a wet haze, coke, and a p-blow block
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| But y’all still missin the point like a free throw shot
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| Get it? |
| This ain’t some’n you learn, this is some’n you earn
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| Turn it up and give me some’n to burn
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| That boy 'Kiss is a hell of a man
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| Treat your life like a cell phone, so try to get a helluva plan
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| Cause most dudes left the hood broke
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| A couple knew what they was doin, so they came back like good coke
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| Down South they’ll tell you 'Kiss is good folk (that's right)
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| Up North I hit my niggaz off with good smoke
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| Out West they ridin with me, now I’m back hard
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| I’m just worried bout the rats that’s in my back yard
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| Hated by many, confronted by none
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| I trust two guys, one’s God, and one is my gun
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| Jada is the nice guy, 'Kiss is the monster
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| D-Block and Double R is my sponsor
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| (Chorus: Jadakiss)
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| Cowards don’t mean what they say when they talk
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| Cowards lean a certain kind of way when they walk
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| Cowards don’t mean what they say when they talk
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| Cowards lean a cert |