| JADAKISS, RICK ROSS AND TRAE THA TRUTH
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| Tray I see you, Rosay
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| You know what it is
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| (Maybach Music)
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| My attitude is fuck it, house big as Publix
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| Shopping is a pleasure, pinky ring a nugget
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| Niggas like the ride, sip lean out the bucket
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| I lean to the side, white whip Michael Douglas
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| Hard times, call for drastic measures
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| I call my dawg, he bought a Mac eleven
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| Forty rounds hollerin' «where the? |
| at»
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| Nigga dead serious choppa with a shoulder strap
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| Microphone Micheal Corleone I know I’m wrong
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| The man up above love for me to sing them poems
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| So sing along, you know the song I sing
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| Bring them things along, I gotta feed the team
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| It’s Rosay, I need a hundred bottles
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| Yellow bitches, all of 'em swallow
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| H town, nigga three o five
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| I can move them packs, each and every night
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| Triple black Panamera, Phantom of the streets
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| Quarterbackin' these bricks on top of these glass cleats
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| All these stones from my neck and wrist part of the streets
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| I’m in the hood under surveillance, buncha haters watchin'
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| Couple choppas out for dinner failin' ain’t an option
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| Reclinable seats, invisible ceilings
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| Competition is murder, haters I’m killing
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| Fuck a money machine, I don’t count it I blow it
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| Bitch my money conceited, it look good when I trow it
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| I’m a asshole, therefore my temper is reckless
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| I’m the city of Houston, you can tell I miss Texas
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| The king of the streets, somewhere deep with gorillas
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| Behind something that’s tinted, bitch you see the gorillas
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| These other niggas?
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| And when I seem 'em let’s fuck 'em minus the penetration
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| I’m gettin' situation, I know you bitches hate it
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| I’m in the new Aston, the one Swiss created
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| Can’t give you a dime, but I can get you faded
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| Before you become a member, you get initiated
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| A lot of racks, big ice heavy weapon
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| The hood still love me cuz I never left 'em
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| I distributed, yeah, I get rid of it
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| It’s all coming back, every bit of it
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| I’m territorial, it’s your memorial
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| And don’t feel bad, I’m talkin' to all of you
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| This is real shit, and that’s nonsense
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| I got AK’s, I got Thompson’s
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| I got investors, I get sponsors
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| They scared of the crew, I’m wit monsters
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| And ain’t nothin' for sure but we touchin' the raw
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| And they gotta let us in or we rushin' the door |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Inkredible Remix , by - Jadakiss. Song from the album I LOVE YOU (A Dedication To My Fans) The Mixtape, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп