| Uh, uh
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| Fuck the frail shit, uh, 'coz when my coke come in
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| They gotta use the scales that they weigh the whales wit
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| Carsons on the jeep, but God he made the prototype
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| Hoped you’d get the picture but you just can’t photo light
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| Determined niggas make it
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| Kickin' down the door and we burnin' niggas naked
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| The house costs a million, sittin' on the beach
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| And the only thing I know if it’s furnished I’ma take it
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| My bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360
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| We got the shit that the government got
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| Talkin' money then you rubbin' the spot
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| Real niggas say that they be wild
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| We on the Cayman island
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| On a yacht wit our favorite albums
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| A bad hoe and a plate of salmon
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| Smokin' and drinkin' nigga is you thinkin' that our fate is violent
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| I love my nigga for the fact that he real
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| And nobody on the faculty squeal, what
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| And if you facin' capital pun
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| Pass me a gun
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| And I’ma give you time to run
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| While I rapidly peel, uh
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| We gon' make it
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| We gon' make it, we gon' make it
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| We gon' make it
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| We gon' make it, we gon' make it
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| We gon' make it
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| I learned the game quickly, and I don’t like to rent
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| So when I fly now I bring my cars on the plane wit me
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| In this case who’s the loser
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| Ran through enough coke for Castro to build schools in Cuba
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| Teachin' kids how to read and write and use the Ruger
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| Motherfuckin' niggas is back, Jada and P
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| We got water, plus weight in the D
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| And I’m tired of hearin' about old niggas that had it
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| And be the same old niggas that ratted
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| (Who cares?)
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| Talkin' 'bout how we hawk niggas in they fuckin' back
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| Gun works official but niggas don’t be wantin' that
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| (Why?)
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| 'Coz they puss and they mans is lame
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| We so for real in the hood we make candy rain
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| I could easily send you to God
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| But come and see me at the Plaza Hotel I might give you a job
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| If you can’t remember the name
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| All you gotta do is ask the dame for the niggas that deliver it hard
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| We gon' make it
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| We gon' make it, we gon' make it
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| We gon' make it
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| We gon' make it, we gon' make it
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| We gon' make it
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| Jada ma, I’ll kiss you you bitch ass nigga
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| That the hood won’t miss you you bitch ass nigga
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| Might find your man dead in the ocean
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| (He be aright though)
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| You know dead rappers get better promotion
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| Why we don’t laugh at death, and cry at birth
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| Never say you can’t do it til you try it first
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| Be the young niggas eager to pull it
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| But it’s a message in everything trust me, even a bullet
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| Go to war with the eight and the pound
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| Think you got your ear to the street now
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| Put your face in the ground
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| 'Coz my shells is expensive
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| You’ll know exactly
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| Why when you yellin' in intensive
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| My fellas is offensive
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| Lucky 'coz I got guns that crack your back
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| But that’s not what I prefer I manufacture crack
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| And, niggas turn bitch when you show 'em the steel
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| But we know how to bid so y’all go 'head and squeal
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| I’m comfortable far from home
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| Eatin' right, gettin' good rest either on the far or the foam
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| I’m the reason niggas got deals the past few years
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| Sound anything like Kiss then sign right here
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| And, y’all just talkin', I’m doin' it well
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| Jadakiss motherfucker I’ma see you in hell, what
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| We gon' make it
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| We gon' make it, we gon' make it
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| We gon' make it
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| We gon' make it, we gon' make it
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| We gon' make it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Gonna Make It , by - Jadakiss. Song from the album Kiss Tha Game Goodbye, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп