| You got me feeling like I ain’t winning
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| I’m starting from the beginning
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| Like I go Forrest, go Forrest
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| I make so much fucking money, yeah I go Forrest
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| These rims ain’t for sale, bitch
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| This whip ain’t for sale, bitch
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| And this Cuban ain’t for sale, bitch
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| I been on the fucking boat like a sail bitch
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| 500 feet on the fucking water
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| Ten fucking karats for my baby daughter
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| You come through boy, place your order
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| I got some niggas that’ll meet you at the fucking border
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| I got my hoodie and my mask on
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| I got my gun and my blast on
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| (Don't shoot please, can’t breathe
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| Officer don’t shoot, can’t breathe)
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| HA-HAAAEEH! |
| Yo
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| I’m just one of the five, I’m just one with the vibes
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| Even niggas is jealous so they just want you to die
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| They don’t want you to rise, they just want you demise
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| So I be crossing my T’s and I be dotting my I’s
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| You on the opposite side, shots gonna fly
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| Best part about it, I can stay right up in Yonkers and hide
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| Keep a gun in the door, that’s all in the ride
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| 'Til my niggas come home, free all of the guys
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| This shit is all a facade, thought it was all a surprise
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| I heard of the stories, seen all of the lies
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| Long as the work is official, and the corner supplied
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| At the end of the day niggas, we gonna survive, what?
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| (Don't shoot please, can’t breathe
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| Officer don’t shoot, can’t breathe)
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| I got my hoodie and my mask on
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| I got my gun and my blast on
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| (Don't shoot please, can’t breathe
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| Officer don’t shoot, can’t breathe)
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| I’m just one of the five, I’m just one with the vibes
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| Can’t figure it out or they don’t wanna decide
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| In the gutter replying, mic flooded with dimes
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| Since you asked, I’ma hit you with the butt of the nine
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| Bullets soaking in pine, let 'em open your spine
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| Use your brain a little, my nigga open your mind
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| If you ain’t in the circle, for a square I get you line
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| I know niggas is telling, I don’t care about the time
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| Yeah I got weed on me, I don’t care about the fine
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| From a hood where niggas don’t give a fuck by design (Y.O.)
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| Yeah, it’s real life, it’s not a rhyme
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| And remember, if you don’t get caught it’s not a crime, like
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| (Don't shoot please, can’t breathe
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| Officer don’t shoot, can’t breathe)
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| I got my hoodie and my mask on
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| I got my gun and my blast on
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| (Don't shoot please, can’t breathe
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| Officer don’t shoot, can’t breathe) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jason , by - Jadakiss. Song from the album Top 5 Dead Or Alive, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп