Ahh!! they tryin-they comin' for my head po (uh) they're tryin' to put pressure on a huh, short notice (uh-huh) got sumpin' for them niggaz though (uh-huh) yo
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I'm like the dow jones of rap, my is high And it never was all of, so stop the Mothafuckas'll blow your brains out, and you bleed The same niggaz that you trust, let 'em your seed You got a dead niggaz, money don't the greed why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3 And whoever die first, may God The nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle biz To my when I die, keep inhalin' the lye And come to my wake high, when tellin' me bye What goes around comes around, am I or goin'? All I'm tryin' to do is leave you numb, or flowin' I cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people I'm lookin for the devil ''cause the root of evil And 'kiss won't be 'til my bezel look see-thru Until I n-y with pediquo and diesle Catch me with the top, off my Bust my gun it's still tucked so you could hop, off my dick I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks ice blue and rolies At the mob meetin', keep when the God speakin' Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' squeakin' And nevermind who the sign to (that's right) What difference do it make nigga? just to the tape nigga (c'mon)
Jay to the mmwwaa, coke, ryde or die (uh) hand-wash money, let it drip dry (uh-huh) Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on toes (yeah) push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes (uh) Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the (uh-huh) Kiss got the label's tellin' niggaz not to (tell 'em) Everthing you get (uh-huh), you don't expect (naw) ''cause you jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death
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Yeah, yo, yo I wanna know, is the promise land or hell? the niggaz that made promises, most of them fell If you hungry, then I got some servin' the shells With no sauce, and they silver, only take one to you It's a small world, so you better guard secrets And easy to get money, but it's hard to keep it Never was the one that like to no bitch All I do is try to keep niggaz around me Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I you lames Had to my lunch money just to get in the game That was back when I used-ta have a mean And no mack-10, it was bats then U know, beat a nigga down, his rope Now we-a, heat a nigga down, his coke And you can call me if you wanna bye them I get 'em half-price ''cause papi know my Call me, jay to the mmwwaa and you got in your livin room, I got in my car for the bar I try to put a little away ''cause you know they say, tommorrow ain't promised bubblin' or strugglin', nuttin between Or have a grimie nigga me, fuckin' ya queen And the kiss only do with niggaz I know (that's right) And the outside nigga can't fuck up my (c'mon)
Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die kiss hand-wash money, let it drip dry jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on toes kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes jay to the mmwwaa g E smash on the block kiss got the label's tellin' not to drop everthing you get, you really don't expect ''cause when you jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death uh