Shine

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[Chorus]
Shine, shine, shine
Everyday when I’m rollin thru the hood
Playas watch me cuz they know I
Shine, shine, shine
Hey I know I’m shinin I’m fresh pearl bodies in a crispy tee
Love to hate me cuz you know I’m gonna
Shine, shine, shine[Female Singer]
Keep doin what you doin
It’s ya time and its ya shine
I love the way you ride
I hope you shine
The party starts tonight
My friends are comin over
I really think you fly
Tonights the night[Verse 1 – Snoop Dogg]
I shine like Neptune, Venus, and Mars in ya face in ya state
In and outta cars, interstate, win a date with one of my broads
But you gotta hate a bitch before she gets your dick hard
That’s what shinin about and when you get the hoe
You can tear her linin out, what you whinin about
You want the presence of pimpin, I’m walkin while limpin
And holdin on the drink that I’m sippin, I’m flippin the script an’
I’m slidin while I’m dippin my whip in, out of traffic
It’s so drastic, boombastic, this shits a hit, Jadakiss
Matter fact nephew this bitch is a classic, pass this
Ayo locie loc’ let’s blow some dope, better yet lets go for dough
Hoe for hoe, I’m so fa sho, and so low and sensational
You know how I do it[Chorus]
Shine, shine, shine
Everyday when I’m rollin thru the hood
Playas watch me cuz they know I
Shine, shine, shine
Hey I know I’m shinin I’m fresh pearl bodies in a crispy tee
Love to hate me cuz you know I’m gonna
Shine, shine, shine[Female Singer]
Keep doin what you doin
It’s ya time and its ya shine
I love the way you ride
I hope you shine
The party starts tonight
My friends are comin over
I really think you fly
Tonights the night[Verse 2 – DJ Quik]
Now wuts the haps on the bottle caps I want a snow bunny
I’m rick james bitch I got fasho money and I aint hatin for nothin
But it be so funny cowards be wantin see me with my eyes and nose runny
I got nails and burbs while you got pounds of curbs, and one of us got a play
Basically around the burbs I’m fittin like a lego block, you bullshittin
While I’m sittin in an eight o drop, these suckaz tell me keep it gangsta
But they dont know, when they aint lookin I be doin population control
Then I’m lookin for a breezy with a whole lotta soul so I can have a malfunction in my warddrobe
To not the jada with the Smith, its the Jada with the fo’ fifth, clutchin on the fifth
With Snoop be in the front and his ***elry shinin all thru his clothes and little tigger’s
In the back on the low, but I still shine though[Chorus]
Shine, shine, shine
Everyday when I’m rollin thru the hood
Playas watch me cuz they know I
Shine, shine, shine
Hey I know I’m shinin I’m fresh pearl bodies in a crispy tee
Love to hate me cuz you know I’m gonna
Shine, shine, shine[Female Singer]
Keep doin what you doin
It’s ya time and its ya shine
I love the way you ride
I hope you shine
The party starts tonight
My friends are comin over
I really think you fly
Tonights the night[Verse 3 – Jadakiss]
Uh ya, uh like a African diamond that’s deeper than rappin and rhymin
Success happens with timin, over here I’m doin low with the punk
When I’m over there I’m in the low low with my unc and all the bitches
Lookin for us but I aint lookin for puss, right now ma I’m lookin for cush
And I’m strapped with the pound and ?? shoes, cackies, T shirts
Uh uh after my surrounding, air force ones, jeans, city lab
A fitted that’s when I’m back in the town and dont get it confused
I’m proud to be gone, be home in a year with duffle bags out on the lawn
So much money my *****z be countin it wrong, so many hits
I can’t keep count of the songs and we still grindin, stainless still nine
And ya’ll still hate but we still shinin let’s go[Chorus]
Shine, shine, shine
Everyday when I’m rollin thru the hood
Playas watch me cuz they know I
Shine, shine, shine
Hey I know I’m shinin I’m fresh pearl bodies in a crispy tee
Love to hate me cuz you know I’m gonna
Shine, shine, shine[Female Singer]
Keep doin what you doin
It’s ya time and its ya shine
I love the way you ride
I hope you shine
The party starts tonight
My friends are comin over
I really think you fly
Tonights the night
Shine, shine, shine

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U Make Me Wanna

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One More Step

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Put Ya Hands Up

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Fuckin’ Or What?

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Keep Ya Head Up

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Come And Get Me

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Who’s Real

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Can’t Stop Me

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Time’s Up

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Feel Me (Skit)

Uh huh…
All I want you to do is feel me…
Why take time out, to give you the real me…
Uh, uh, uh
Ayo I grew up very athletic, hard headed
thought I knew everything, wanted to do everything
I was spoiled, stubborn, the only child
so the only thing I could do was hold it down
Now this is something that I could tell you that’s no bullshit
I always been wicked with the flow since a lil kid
my first addiction, GI Joes and icies
after that it was light skinned girls and Nikes
breeze through junior high school, then high school
couple of semesters of college and then night school
Moms start riffin, talkin ’bout how she can’t support a grown man
so the god start flippin
Pops used to say shit, but never to me much
was like he wasn’t even there cuz we aint agree much
used to be gone for whole weeks at a time
puffin one eleven, used to roll three out a dime
then I found myself sleepin in late, doin nothing
fuckin, runnin with the niggas that was hustlin
shop wasn’t open then, niggas was workin for a pair of Jordans
the next two weeks they was broke again
me and K keep havin talks of gettin coke again
but the block was crowded we waitin for an openin
meanwhile shit still slow we still flowin
never stop or look back we still goin
Bop passed the demo to Mary then she passed it to cousin
We thought it was on but it wasn’t
and we can’t blame nobody
look at us now dog, we came in the game nobodies
Double R and Interscope, put that cake up
and we aint go platinum but we made niggas wake up
got ’em all talkin ’bout pumpin the brick
and they only go and see papi to get somethin to sniff
I’m ’bout to fuck the game up for real like in the World Series
nigga that parachute down in the field
I don’t rap I provide you bars
and the pain is invisible, but you can’t hide the scars
so y’all never be on the level that we’re on
ability to have dope thoughts and spit heroin
I’m good just wakin up
That’s how I know I got one more chance to go and cash in and cake it up…

U Make Me Wanna

Let’s go, uh huh..
K-i-s-s- me…
Uh and i just wanna make…
Love, love, love …
Ya, i love it when u say…
K-i-s-s me…
Uh and i just wanna make…
Love, love, love…
A yo.. the crib got ur friends working
We travel to france for french curtains
You was there when i was on the bench hurtin
Now that i own my team
Its only right that i condone my queen
Try to show her my dream
And i cant let her get lost now
She carrys the money, the hammer, and material across town
And understand she fine
Understand she mine
She understand the grind
Cooks,clean, and irons
And whatever shes wanna push imma cosign
And if i aint got it already than imma go find it ..
I guess imma lucky don, and shes a lucky queen
Cuz her jewerly box look likes lucky charms
All color stones
And she no that im in the hood
But she also nows that im coming home
Mr. raspy thought i was in love with money
Till the first time we did the nasty
K-i-s-s- me
And i just wanna make
Love, love, love
I love it when u say
K-i-s-s me
And i just wanna make
Love, love, love
Uh yo, Whatever the road to paradise is we on it
Gave you your income tax checks so i can get on with
Those were the days these are the times
You held me down with nearly damn near everything even my rhymes
I will play a song for you
And you will let me know exactly how the ladies will respond from a womens point of view
And thats why my girl is with me
I love it when she layin in the bed with a pearl long vickie
The next best thing to a soldier
Go hard with a fat ass and a head full of rollers
Just look in her eyes and tell she’s real
Just imagine the way she smell and the way she feel
The sex was crazy then and crazy still
And you know im from the streets so its crazy ill
And we waiten on the new island
We been to all them 4, 5 times come on mommy u whilin
K-i-s-s- me
And i just wanna make
Love, love, love
I love it when u say
K-i-s-s me
And i just wanna make
Love, love, love
When things was ruff only person i could call was u
Now everything i do i do it all 4 u
Come touch me, come kiss me, come love me neway u wanna boy
N im hood as long as im close to u
N we doing wut grown folks is suppose to do
Come hold me, come feel me, come take me anyway u wanna baby
A yo the money is great but what we got is more better
We got the four letters when it comes from the heart its more pleasure
And for the fact that u trust me still
Thus far i appreciate what we build
All the minks that i bought u
That dragged the floor and all the night u sat up
And bagged the raw
Damn im thinking that u gotta hate it but yet and still u tolerate
It thats y ma we gotta make it
K-i-s-s- me
Ya and i just wanna make
Love, love, love
Ya uh, i love it when u say
K-i-s-s me
Uh and i just wanna make
Love, love, love

One More Step

[Jadakiss (Styles P)]
Uh-huh, yup, AH-HAH!
Cyphers in front of the Apollo as a shorty
(Now I got a clip full of hollows in the .40)
Louis (Gucci’s) every now and then (Maurice)
I take too long to come back (send for me)
Know how to work it (big things poppin)
On the underground circuit (maintain) ’til it surfaced
The nerve of these peasants (treat a rap budget)
I’m like a bird how I stretch it (think they get the message)
Waters (dutchies) lot of herb (in the session)
So-called tough guys (herbs with aggression)
Put your thoughts all over the curb (with the Wesson)
What used to be superb (now is depression)
Negative energy – generated from the snakes
(and the centipedes, you will) remember me
I just get the storm started
(Cold-blooded) warm-hearted
(Either way) you on target
(Move to the side) like a lane merge
(The gun’s like fried rice) Who want they brain stirred?
(Enter the limelight) lemon drop-top (off a crime life)
Always see the crew in the hindsight
(Yeah, American sedan) Shooters got Berettas in they hands
(This is mafia) The veterans are planned
(Word to the tape on the brick)
This is raw (we in the four-by-four) 8 plus 8 in the clip
(Hustlin Harry Potter) shakin the brick
(Ice in the bracelet) give the matrix a glitch
(And my car’s like a spaceship)
Got gold in my Nike checks (Jordans got ice in the laces)
(Pants got a gun where the waist is) It’s basic
(Shirts smell like earth smoke, chirp) Yo
(Chirp back) let me know (who gettin murked though)
Yeah we gettin money nigga (who gettin work though?)
And I got the kush nigga (I got the purple)
(Move squares) cause we gotta hold down the circle
(Kill you) or hurt you (whatever’s a virtue)
Beat you like your parents when you breakin your curfew[Chorus: Jadakiss (Styles P)]
Yeah, homie live life to the death
(We gon’ make it to the top) Just one more step
Vicious money, it don’t matter if it’s cash or a check
(We gon’ make it to the top) Just one more step
Big houses, cars, and jewels that’s wet
(We gon’ make it to the top) Just one more step
‘Til the family, friends, whole life is set
(We gon’ make it to the top) Just one more step
One more step[Jadakiss (Styles P)]
Yo, livin my life (what’s left of it)
Don’t try to go to jail but if you do (make the best of it)
If you crash into a bullet (then it ain’t no estimate)
It’s a money-back guarantee my nigga (death’s a definite)
This is audio crack (guess who’s chef’in it?)
Jadakiss and S.P. (do this effortless)
Gunplay make you do whatever (son say)
If the Lord send you a flight (the ticket is one-way)
Put that work in when you young, you get (power)
Money don’t match the runnin and get (sour)
Still (rep the hood to the death)
A promise is only good if it’s kept (niggaz’d kill you for less)
(Silence is golden) Go ‘head, keep dozin
The window of opportunity (keeps closin)
We gon’ see if you really a clutch baller
A cell is small (but a casket is much smaller)
(Burn out 30 a session) 60 a ki’ shit
(That street shit) Jada and P shit
(Lambo’s, hoopties) Shooters and groupies
(Monte Claire) D square (Emilio Poochie)
Long trips (short trips) makin me nauseous
(Courtship) Gave them jewels money for Porsches
(Made a couple mil’) but it’s small shit
(We rap and keep raw) so we on some street law (court shit)
(Walls still spin) Upgraded the floor flip
(Ain’t touch it) ain’t see it (ain’t hear about it)
If it’s money gone (believe we gon’ care about it)
Send some niggaz to your crib (take the air up out it)
(Leave some blood up in it)
Listen fam, the Lamb’s the color of toast (seats like butter in it)
No hammers in the club (box cutter in it)
Long money and big checks
(Get popped in the chest, face) wig, neck (trey-pound) sick tec
(Play the game) Get a plane if you shipwrecked
(Learns from the best) if you ain’t learn shit yet
(Yeah!) Motherfucker[Chorus]

Put Ya Hands Up

Turn the fuckin beat on!
Ha!! Yeah, we back! (?)
I had to switch back to Dom Perignon in rap baby!
Cock-and-run to stay in the business
Son of a bitch! Double R, look at me now motherf..
Two-thousand-and-one, “Kiss the Game Goodbye” – let’s get it on![Jadakiss]
It’s the J-A-D-A I got beef with the feds and the D-A
I got footage in the game press replay
I got bitches in the club all over me ma take it e-asy
And y’all scared I can tell
and I’ma get Buckss like Milwaukee cause like +Sam+ I +Can-sell+
I’m that nigga y’all know that
Bang you in tha yard then slide off on the early go back
In the streets I flash the cannon like Kodak
And I spray threes so say cheese
Already told you I’m lookin for enemies
Double R so of course it’s better
I love cornrows and Farrah Fawcett feathers
It’s a message in a glass bottle read the letter
Money in the bank membership Visa sweaters
And we ride or d-i-e together[Chorus 1]
Uh uh come on put ya hands up
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
(ahh) Come on put ya hands up
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down[Jadakiss]
Y’all know I got the master flow, fast or slow
Y’all wanna know who the best is aks ya hoe
The honies don’t lie they love it
And they cop for real trust me dogg the thugs will dub it
‘Kiss hit you with consecutive hot shit
Therefore nobody never gon’ spit like I spit
Get money just to walk through off the books
So when you mention my name shit is off the hook
Shirts is off, titties is out
And you know I’m there the hardest niggas in the city is out
I’m in the club ice over the thermal waitin for you to try me
When the lights get low I’ma burn you
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Flirt with the hood rats then pop models
Gotta slay two or more, ma that’s our motto
And y’all might get down with the team if y’all swallow[Chorus 2 (longer and diferent fill in)][Jadakiss]
(Muahh) Kiss the game goodbye, the game is mine
You thought wrong change ya mind
I’m the nigga that’ll pop the king and scoop the queen
and take over the town with a ruthless team
New S-Type wagon, future green
Gun heavy pants saggin I’m used to cream
Who you know can make a million dollar bail on cash
Never did a day and got the jails on smash, K-I double
I move the perico quick, and just let manteca bubble
‘Kiss been a boss, y’all just start workin
Now put ya hands up ’til ya arms start hurtin
Don’t put ’em down ’til I tell you
Whoever wanna be hard headed then find out what the shells do
Now you can put ’em down if you want
But soon as the hook come back put ’em up[Chorus 3 (then fade)]

Fuckin’ Or What?

What’s up ma? Is we fuckin’ or what?
Haha, trying to say something tonight baby
I know everybody ask their chick this question
In the house, in the club, in the car, outside, everywhere[Chorus 2x]
All my stripclub honeys is we fuckin’ or what?
All my eat-pill honeys is we fuckin’ or what?
All my hoodrat honeys is we fuckin’ or what?
I just wanna know one thing, is we fuckin’ or what?[Jadakiss]
Ain’t no need in buying a drink or holding a convo
If you ain’t coming back to the condo
It’s damn near 4 in the morning ain’t shit to discuss
Til you ask which dick do you suck
I’m trying to fuck til it’s light outside
You feel the same? Get your coat get your friends
The truck right outside
Listen ma I wanna ball out
So when I nut I expect you to suck it all out
And let my man tear your walls out
Cause he just came home and he need pussy to fall out
I get it crump ask the fellow players
Kiss hit more hoes than they list in the yellow pages
It’s never to cuff ’em share ’em right after I fuck ’em
To come clean I’m a mellow gangster
Pass a chick like a baton runner to runner
Been through a million thongs from summer to summer
So you’ll never see J stressed they always say yes
Everynight dog I be bustin a nut
I just can’t stop gettin’ the butt
And the only thing I ask girlfriend is we fuckin’ or what?[Chorus 2x][Jadakiss]
Look if you don’t like men be out
And if it’s all good and you got a girlfriend then we out
Please don’t hit me with the two worse lines
How you don’t be doing this or this is your first time
Listen we all grown bitch you came here on your own bitch
I leave them lawsuits alone bitch
She try to tell me she model
I told her me too you ain’t saying nothing slick suck it and swallow
I just wanna hit you from the back and watch the Apollo
And if the pussys all that I might holla tomorrow
But you acting like a rabbit how you cling to the carrots
It ain’t the bling it’s the nigga ma get it and stash it
Caught a coy, caught a flashback check this out
Bring your girlfriend in the room shorty and lick her asscrack
And even though your toungue stuck in her butt
The only thing I wanna know is we fuckin’ or what?[Chorus 4x]

Keep Ya Head Up

[kid trying to sound like he’s crying][Jadakiss] Whattup little man? What’s the matter?[lil’ man] I wish I didn’t have to be here[Jadakiss] It’s not that bad..
Could always be worse, yaknahmsayin?
All you gotta do, is stay in school
Anything you wanna do you could do yaknahmsayin baby?
No matter what though, gotta keep your head up to the sky[Jadakiss]
This goes out to, all the infants
in this cold world that was born addicted
And to all the section eight kids
Just remember these four words y’all – we gon’ make it
The government keep on tryin to fool us
The system, keep on tryin to lose us
And all we can do is keep buyin computers
And log on now ‘fore it start goin down
We gotta hold our head, keep our pride
Though it hurts when I see people sleep outside
Little babies with no socks on, eatin popcorn
We all know what they moms and they pops on
Out go the love when the drugs come
They never got nuttin for Christmas, and they ain’t Muslim
This is a jewel, a lot of us was them
This is a jewel, a lot of us was them[Chorus: Ann Nesby]
Your head to the sky.. my my, my
You can win – you can win – if you keep your head
As long as you keep – your head – your head to the sky
My my, my..[Jadakiss]
Uhh, to my lockdown niggaz keep your head in the sky
To my shot down niggaz keep your head in the sky
I don’t know if it’s better to ride, or better to die
And that’s why there’s red in my eye
Cause people don’t know what the ghetto is like
Either you make it out, or the terrible life
I don’t wanna be a broke bastard
And everybody in the hood got somebody in they fam’ with a coke habit
You work for minimum wage
I’ma get in the game, get shot or a bid in the cage
It’s a risk I gotta take – and I’ma be the nigga
with the bricks and the stash and the biscuit outta state
And even though I’m blessed with the gift
I gotta move cause the pain and the sickness gotta wait
I go extremely hard – why let up?
And I can breathe long as I keep my head up[Chorus w/ minor variations][Jadakiss]
Uhh, uhh – uh-huh, uhh – uh..
Aiyyo I come from a place where it’s three strikes out
And your life’s on the line, so we iced out
Summertime gettin money, three dice out
Tanktops, and jean shorts, we Niked out
Headbands, and four wheelers
Jeeps and Coupes and convos, about who know more killers
It’s all wrong but it’s all right
It’s a small world; matter fact it’s a small life
We all trip but the way to survive
is hold your head and make sure you fall right
And it’s a quite fact, that whatever goes around comes right back
It’s just like that
And we tryin to touch major paper
Everybody in the struggle it gets greater later
Never say can’t, it’s better to try
And you can breathe long as you keep your head in the sky[Ann Nesby]
Don’t you let nobody stop you, mm
Heyy, heyyy, yeahhh![Chorus – 2X w/ variations][ad libs and Chorus by Ann Nesby to the end]

Come And Get Me

[Sheek Louch]
Geah, make a move y’all
Which part you wan’ lose?
The clip is loaded, the quatro is on cruise
I’m back to work bitch, the clock off snooze
I’m tougher than leather nigga I cannot bruise
Who wanna try a nigga?
Hard to the God, come and butterfly a nigga (hold that!)
Ooze on out (uh-huh)
Weeks later bitch go and throw your shoes on out
I’m that shit that great Mario {?} ’bout
Clear this out, blood on the hopscotch floor
Shells in the sandbox; niggaz with big glocks
Late night, movin that junk, like Redd Foxx
Now, you don’t want nothin about me (nah)
You pussy, nigga come fuck with the alkie
Weed smokin, keep the cancer piece on it (yeah!)
Call hoes, get pussy whenever I want it (c’mere bitch)
Mack daddy (no) pimp daddy (no)
Hammer cocked (yeah) let that, go
I ain’t heard shit in a long long time
To even fuck around with either one of my rhymes (Sheek Louch!)
Niggaz still livin off the petty-ass crimes
The Hossa{?} hater, Lacoste gator
Levi’s, hundred to the Mr. Chow waiter
Whattup street niggaz? Hold heat niggaz
FUCK sweet niggaz, you’ll get beat niggaz (yeah!)[Chorus: S.I.]
Now who out there wanna fuck around with me?
You can come and get a fresh buck-50
We got guns, money, liquor, drugs
We right here until they come get me (I’m talkin ’bout murder)
Now who out there wanna fuck around with me?
You can come and get a fresh buck-50
We got guns, money, liquor, drugs
We right here until they come get me[Jadakiss]
C’mon, yeah, ah-HAH! Nobody, c’mon
Yeah, c’mon, yeah, c’mon, yeah, yeah, uhh, yo
Yo listen here, you ain’t dead if your heart ain’t stop
Twin 40’s, you ain’t gotta ask “Are they cocked?”
I’m so sharp I could come through and scar they block
Late night, red linin in an R.A. drop
And I’m only tuckin them until I shoot ya
When I pull ’em out that’s when I’m fuckin with your future
You gon’ realize this is nothin that you’re used to
Get your life tooken by a booster, then we gon’ hang the noose up
It’s all over with (yeah)
All they found was his Louis scarf with his DNA all over it (mm)
Who’s choosin and pickin them (who?)
Cause I’m sick of them, not followin the curriculum (yeah)
It’s my shit and I’m evictin them (get out)
Whoever feel like they ain’t gotta leave, I’m rippin them
Even though the love’s frail the thug’s real
All you gotta do is just follow the blood trail
Much harder fightin when the battle is uphill
Whatever the knife can’t handle the slug will
Keep a good lawyer that’s smart work on cases
Still gotta run from the NARCs, they gon’ chase us (run)
In case I gotta put some artwork on faces
If we leave the game for God they gon’ +Mase+ us
My suggestion, is that you don’t even test son
Unless you wanna catch a fresh one[Chorus][Outro: Sheek Louch]
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Let’s go

Who’s Real

[Intro: Swizz Beatz (Jadakiss)]
He’s phony, she’s fake
That’s the type of people I hate (uhh)
Hey, hey, Jada Jada! (AH-HAHHHH!) Jada Jada!
Point ’em out, point ’em out (uh)
Point ’em out (uhh)[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
He’s phony, she’s fake
That’s the type of people I hate
If you real and you know it clap your hands [clap clap]
If you real and you know it clap your hands [clap clap]
Wait a minute – who’s real, who’s not?
She’s real, but he’s not
If you real and you know it clap your hands [clap clap]
If you real and you know it clap your hands [clap clap][Jadakiss]
AH-HAHHHH! Uhh, yeah, yo
Gun’s gon’ clap, packs gon’ move
Blood get drawn, skin gon’ bruise
Real gon’ win, the fake gon’ lose
The love overpowers the hate by twos
All they left was the yellow tape and his shoes
It’s real when the funeral and wake make the news
Load the trey-pound so we six up on ’em
So when they act phony we just switch up on ’em, what[Chorus w/ ad libs][OJ Da Juiceman]
Who’s phony, who’s fake?
Silver Hummer, on eights
Life’s good, I’m straight
Clap your hands one time you relate
Can’t keep it 100, them the ones I hate
But I’ma keep it 200 for the ones that fake
Red and black car on the red chrome skates
Young Juiceman push a burner on my plate[Chorus w/ ad libs][Jadakiss]
Uh, yeah, yo
Pocket full of cash, wallet full of plastic
In and out the lanes, dippin through the traffic
We ain’t hustlin no more, we doin gymnastics
Couple of flips and then stash it, bastards
Real gon’ recognize real
Phony gon’ recognize steel, I reckon I will
expose those who are, if you ain’t or you are
I done gone too far, sorry, MWAH
Get yourself a fresh flesh wound or a new scar
Bullet holes all on the side of your new car
Load up the A-R, spray y’all, okay y’all?
It’s real on this side, phony wherever they are, what![Chorus w/ ad libs]

Can’t Stop Me

[Verse 1:]
Mhmm, yes, I does that.
Stays hot, I ain’t got to get my buzz back
What everybody trying to be now; I was that
They could never stop me; that’s why I love rap
Been living the life, praising ice.
Bang the baddest chicks in the world, maybe twice
The swag, the gear, the bread, all the whips is a year ahead
I only fear the FEDs
Forty-five on the other side of the peep hole
Head shot from point blank; call it a free throw
Funny, ’cause I had divisions since Calico
Back then, I still ain’t reached my peak, though
Louie loafers, Pollo pea coat
Call me whenever the bosses meet, yo
I drove papi crazy, so the industries never gonna stop me, baby[Verse 2:]
I’m gonna call it confidence, ’cause I ain’t cocky
I just know one thing: They can’t stop me
Whether I’m on “Ef” or LA, or they swap me;
it’s all good, because I know the gangsters got me
First thing’s first “they jar us” abruptly
I treat the rap game like a large monopoly
One on one they can’t guard me properly
But when they double team me the odds are sloppy
I move like them eighty milligrams of oxy
Send your sister back to your family knockneed
Got too hot for the grams, and got weed
In the rap bracket he remains the top seed
Revolver holds six; quick to blow three
Audio heroin, so you don’t OD
Shooters know you, but you don’t know me
The block is crazy, can’t stop me, baby[Verse 3:]
Once I start I ain’t gonna stop the squeezing
And the gauze ain’t gon’ be able to stop the bleeding
And your girl ain’t gon’ be able to stop the weezing
When she get that phone call from the doc; we even
You could not stop me, so stop believing
Ring tone rap, this is not the season
I punch lines hard enough to stop your breathing
And the ladies will still pay a lot to see him
I’m gonna get rich long as I got my freedom
And usually when you get hit it’s for a reason
If you in the hood, better dodge the Ds, and
watch your Qs, and be on your Ps, and
Thank you all for coming out this evening
Having a good time with your liquor, and treason
Even if they knock me, then continue to watch me
They still wouldn’t be able to stop me

Time’s Up

[Jadakiss]
Yeah, yo, I’m the nigga with the perpetual oyster bars
Mother of pearl delivery, voice of God
And…it’s hard just being the boss
Being I can’t go to jail cause them years’ll cost me
Don’t get me wrong, lay a nigga down if he force me
Rather just sit back and roll a dutch
Think how I’ma put the game in the cobra clutch
Think about how I’ma get the ‘caine over Customs
Never underestimate niggaz, or over trust them
Uh…yeah them M’s is right in my face
I just gotta throw my Timbs on and tighten my lace
If it don’t jam, the Tech will spray
When I spit everybody gotta split like pepper spray
Cause I’m a nigga that hate to settle
I’m a man of the Lord but I still can’t shake the devil
Moved away and still can’t escape the ghetto, what[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
The time to talk is up
So bring the heat, that time is over
While you running your mouth I’m creeping up over your shoulder
A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, anything I can get my hands on
Call my bluff, start acting up, and I’ll leave you underground[Jadakiss]
I know how to get my pairs off me
They can cry and die from high blood pressure cause tears are salty
It’s a symptom if you bobbin your head
Know that he’s sick, know the flow is ridic’, now throw him a grip
When I get it, you already know I’m throwin them bricks
Puttin purple everywhere, daddy, I’m throwin them nicks
That’s right, homey, you can’t move me
I ain’t goin nowhere, I’m in the hood like bootleg movies
All you shootin is the breeze, a bootleg uzi
I’m just waitin on a que like Suzie, don’t lose me
These penitentiary chances that I take
Should be able to get the mansion by the lake
But I invest my bread into something else
Into something else that’ll make something melt
You just gotta feel the kid
if not rap for the fact of how real he is, whatever[Chorus][Jadakiss]
Aiyo, niggaz know the champ is in here
He took it from crack to rap, now he put out two anthems a year
And I just wanna rock for a century
Then chase the book with the documentary
If you, can’t do nothin other than flow
Life’s a bitch like the mother from +Blow+, let’s go
Don’t make me put your heart in your lap
Fuck ridin the beat, nigga, I parallel park on the track
Hop out lookin crispy, fresh and new
In the six, but it’s a BM, and it’s Pepsi blue
And, I don’t know you.
But I know a man becomes a man from all the shit that he go through
Ya’ll ain’t fuckin with Jason
After I cash in, there’s really no justification
Of how I’m gonna change the game, so don’t get outta line
Cause this little nine will change your frame, what up[Chorus]

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