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