Grind lyrics - Jadakiss

[Intro]

Look here, stay on your grind

Everyday is a struggle, we all hustle and we grind

[Verse 1]

Do your history and find out Kiss’ll be the last representative of authenticity

Officially, came in the game nice, initially

Money and respect over fame and publicity

Sicker than the sycamore tree burning piffery

Know they say: ‘ain't nothing sweeter than a victory’

Mob like I'm from the westside of Sicily

A true lyricist, I am the epitome

Typically speaking or just speaking typically

If rap is a cologne you niggas couldn’t get a whiff of me

I dare one of you chumps beg to differ me

Your foreheads where the back of the four fifth’s will be

This ain't an art or craft, this is a gift to me

I’ve run right through ‘em, just send the list to me

Yeah, smoke like hickory, unsolved lyrical homocide’s a mystery

[Hook]

Look here, stay on your grind (grind, grind, grind, grind…)

Everyday is a struggle, we all hustle and we grind

Lil bruh, get yours, come on stay on your grind, grind, grind

Only the strong survive you know we ride until we grind grind, grind

[Verse 2]

In the hood, it’s a different kinda love cause if you create a spark you can get yourself a plug

Some niggas turn it down, but some niggas turn it up

Yeah, hit the highway and burn it up

Trunk full of white shit, day shift, night shift

And I’m dead wrong but my kids need the right shit

All that and them some, get your hands on the work, then give ya men some

Generation income, save some, spend some, lose some, win some

Fuck it, rent something til the Benz come

Never associate with the frail dudes

Cause time is money and weight make the scale move

Take a great white shark to make a whale move

Seperate all the marks from all the real dudes

Lil’ something on your wrist to tell the time

Whatever you do don’t ever get off your grind

Look here, stay on your grind (grind, grind, grind, grind…)

Everyday is a struggle, we all hustle and we grind

Lil bruh, get yours, come on stay on your grind, grind, grind

Only the strong survive you know we ride until we grind grind, grind

[Verse 3]

Probably sold every drug on the menu

Cause te thuggin’ is in you but the struggle continues

Always bring it the same way, no matter the venue

And keep it brief with niggas cause they’ll try to spend you

The love goes by quick but the hurts long

Rich niggas smile, broke niggas get they smirk on

And I’ll admit I gotta lot of shit to work

But now I’m in the spot till the works gone

Look here, stay on your grind (grind, grind, grind, grind…)

Everyday is a struggle, we all hustle and we grind

Lil bruh, get yours, come on stay on your grind, grind, grind

Only the strong survive you know we ride until we grind, grind, grind

Look here, stay on your grind (grind, grind, grind, grind…)

I Hate You lyrics - Nino Man (feat. Jadakiss)

This is hard work and dedication

Fuck love I like em better hating

Told me wait my turn but I was never patient

This lifestyle is crazy

I need some medication

And that's the glue of the cookies

If I can't smoke in your club, don't try to book me

I toured the world with kiss

I'm not a rookie

I'm in a class by myself

Ya'll played hooky

They like Nino Man why the fuck you ain't blow yet

I said I don't know b

Guess they don't know yet

But timing is everything

I bet you imma go next

This still the beginning

They ain't even see the glow yet

But the real show me my love

They say I'm popping

Reason why I know imma make it

Cause I ain't stopping

Niggas keep on talking that jazz but I ain't stopping

Always keep my foot on that gas so I ain't flopping

Everything I got in life I had to work hard for it

Know I had to drive I just couldn't find that car door

I was tryna get it, moms wanted me in job core

That's the main reason why I had to get on my job more

Cut a couple off now I'm funny

I just got tired of having friends cause I got money

I got tired of having friends cause of cars and when they need it

It's fucked up people only your friends when it's convenient

I want real love, it's too many that's pretending

Fuck with me for me not just when you see me winning

But I'm on a wave they say it's taking forever

Remember one thing, better late than never

It's crazy how your fans will stress you cause they waiting

Crazier how they know you successful

Your mans hating

But wait, that's all deception

May believe what they see, that's all perception

Loyalty is like Wi-fi, poor connection

I just want the lord to bless them

From the seniors to all the freshman

Lox is like the X-Men

To all federal and state corrections

What you better do is take your blessings

Still can't escape your lessons

Still got to make your weapons

First try then try more

Team player and I ain't got to have the high score

I was taught to knock off the work

Then buy more

I know it got to hurt to die poor

They say life is what you make of it

The squares in your circle will always fuck up the shape of it

When the hating is blatant just for the sake of it

They try to get the God on some satan shit

Ain't nothing popping alive

Niggas make it lit

Money is precious, time is sacred

Imma be great forever

Better late than never

Better late than never

Better late than never

I Need You lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Flowerboy Vegas, Nino Man)

I need you, not me

It's not me, it's who got me

To hold me

To scold me

(That's some deep shit right there, Nino)

'Cause when I'm [?]

(Yonkers to Harlem)

(You a bad mother fucker)

You ready, [?]

Growin' up with an older mental, your destiny really depends on what you been through

Wordplay, breath control, controllin' the tempo

In the hood it's like respect is your only credentials

Weed, liquor, and a gun are the only essentials

'Til you do somethin' dumb 'cause your homie convinced you

Put two behind the walls, they waitin' to [?] you

Plus you all washed up, they just waitin' to wrench you

Tryna stand up straight but the hatin' will bend you

In a different tax bracket, how can they offend you?

If everything they drop is ratchet, how can they continue?

Master of the ceremony, I'm ownin' the venue

The sword is might but I know you know what the pen do

Kinda hard to figure out but you know that it's simple

Catch a bullet in the head, that's a hole in the temple

This a fucked up game but it's so influential

Come across the same sample, its coincidental

I pay a flight, room and board with no incidentals

Tryna get it all right 'fore I leave you

This rap shit is my life and I need you

If I did it out of spite, I ain't need to

Words of advice, the team heeds you

Tryna get it all right 'fore I leave you

This rap shit is my life and I need you

I could feel it in the air when I breeze through

I don't really care what it leads to

Tryna get it all right 'fore I leave you

This rap shit is my life and I need you

Never bite that hand that'll feed you

Go livin' off the land if I need to

Tryna get it all right 'fore I leave you

This rap shit is my life and I need you

Uh, growin' up with a older mental

So official that I'mma pull in a roll of tissue

Mo' money, mo' problems, little niggas know the issues

The same happen to me, then the homies know to get you

So much sun, I'mma make it and you gon' watch me do it

It's just all about focus and you can't stop us doin' it

You can't stop, just like the cops can't stop the shootin'

Comin' at me is a no-no and I'm not refusin'

Been up and coming for a minute and I'm still leadin'

Y'all know I'm in and out the trap, I heard they still fiendin'

You was never ballin' with us, you was chair leadin'

Niggas think the trap is dead that shit is still breathin'

They say, "Nino Man, you act like you don't know nobody"

I said, "Nah, I just act like I don't own nobody"

They see the different color belts like I know Karate

Didn't greet me when I was broke, now they know somebody

They know before I ran the block, I controlled the lobby

And I already know what's up, don't gotta know to find me

Tryna be here for a while, not breeze through

This rap shit is my life and I need you

If I did it out of spite, I ain't need to

Words of advice, the team heeds you

Tryna get it all right 'fore I leave you

This rap shit is my life and I need you

I could feel it in the air when I breeze through

I don't really care what it leads to

Tryna get it all right 'fore I leave you

This rap shit is my life and I need you

Never bite that hand that'll feed you

Go livin' off the land if I need to

Tryna get it all right 'fore I leave you

This rap shit is my life and I need you

What?

What?

J-a-d-a lyrics - Jadakiss

[Intro - Jadakiss & (Woman)]

(Jadakiss) Hahah (Sheek)

WHOOO!!! D-Block, Darkchild

Uh huh, yeah

Uh - yeah

[Verse - Jadakiss]

Yo, I'm just too much, I flow too sick

I be on top of the snare, all over the kick

Since a youngcat, I been one wit the drum tap

The purple start pushin my lungs back

Been there, done that

My words stick to you like thumb tacks

Pardon me, LOX hooked up wit Rodney

The Ferrari's teal, but the truck's mahogany

Hating, I can't get you bastards off me

Fresh like I just took the plastic off me

Me and streets is high school sweethearts

And I'm always in her so she can't divorce me

Can't see farther than Kiss, I'm like a father to this

Want ya go and cop your father to this

I possess the whole package - the girls, the thongs

And there's something about me the world just loves

D-Block bringing hell of a pain, 'Honey' tell em my name

[Chorus - Jadakiss & (Woman) (2x)]

(J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the guns'll pop

(J-A-D-A) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop

(J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll knock

(J-A-D-A) We just keep going, this shit don't stop

[Verse - Sheek Louch]

Sheek Louch get it popping, this shit don't stop

Got your boobs hitting, shaking in a Halter Top

Drizzling out, no shirt, burgandy drop

Chain's bigger than Chuck D and Flava's clock

Yeah boy, Sheek kinda hot these days

Hold the heat when I spit, need ten ice trays

D-Block what up? what's fucking wit that?

Got the Camp spitting heavy on this Jerkins track

Glock jerk him back, either that or the mac

I prefer chrome but take it if you got it in black

Thick shorty wanna hop on it

I tell her not here, but we could go inside the bathroom 'Honey

Let me give it to your straight, I ain't spending no money

We could drink till we pass out, make dicks and all that

I'm a gangster, I bet shorty crawl back

Got her job through a two way contact

[Chorus - Sheek Louch & (Woman) (2x)]

(S-H-E-E-K) Pulling it out, the guns'll pop

(S-H-E-E-K) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop

(S-H-E-E-K) The club'll band, the beat will knock

(S-H-E-E-K) We just keep going, this shit don't stop

[Verse - Sheek Louch]

Hey yo it's Louchy baby, smoke screen in the Mercedes

Naw it's just weed, I'm fucking wit y'all

Oil slick, it's the juice that I throw out the back

But it's for real lil nigga if you hearing the clack

I'm bringing it back, you don't wanna jump to this

I'm David Blaine, it's magic how I gave it the Kiss

Letting it off, nigga like we hunting to diss (J-A-D-A)

Hey yo Kiss ([Jada:] what up Louch?) yo take it from there

[Verse - Jadakiss]

Raspy voice, flow of the year; It's the cue tip bars

They feel good when they go in your ear

Ti Gun, Peanut Punch your girl ain't ready (F-A-G-E-A)

(Sheek: Sheek Louch!) Jadakiss, the world ain't ready

We got haze in the air and we pouring the yac

Bout to get up on 'Honey' cause she throwing it back

And you know I keep the hawk on my neck, so don't violate

Cause I can't wait for it to go in your back, uh

[Chorus - Jadakiss & Sheek (Woman) (4x)]

(J-A-D-A) I'm pulling it out, the guns'll pop

(S-H-E-E-K) I'm taking your money, the funeral stop

(J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll knock

(S-H-E-E-K) We just keep going, this shit don't stop

(J-A-D-A)

King Kong Riddim lyrics - Jay-Z, Jadakiss & Conway The Machine (feat. BackRoad Gee)

(from "The Harder They Fall" soundtrack)

Gorilla in the jungle, man, I don't sing song

Bang my chest like my name King Kong

Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall

Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall

Gorilla in the jungle, man, I don't sing song

Bang my chest like my name King Kong

Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall (Ow)

Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall (Haha)

Uh, the wild boys, King Kong of the cowboys (Mm)

You see the bloodshed after you hear the loud noise (Yeah)

We black outlaws, opposite of the Proud Boys

Comin' on horseback, mission to bring the boss back (Mm)

Came to kill shit, tell 'em that they can all come (Come on)

Harder they fall, that's dependin' on where they fall from (Yeah)

They tryna figure out where did we get the call from

I'm tryna see where the fuck did they get the gall from (Uh)

Soon as the chains pop, the things pop (Bam)

Right after the heart stop, the brain stops

Whenever the clock stops, the game stops (Oh)

Question is, when does the pain stop? (When?)

If you do it more than once then you know you a killer (Uh-huh)

You do it more than that then you know that you iller (I'll)

You slip through the cracks, get dough and be triller (Yes)

Why would you even play when you know we gorillas?

Gorilla in the jungle, man, I don't sing song (What?)

Bang my chest like my name King Kong

Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall

Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall

Gorilla in the jungle, man, I don't sing song

Bang my chest like my name King Kong

Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall

Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall (Uh, brrrr)

Feelin' like I'm in my best shape ever (Ha), neck full of treasure

My investments together, might have Jeff do the leather

Hamilton, I don't fold, I expected the pressure

So don't compare me to nobody, boy

I'm the illest nigga next to whoever (Huh) tell 'em rappers behave

Them subliminals on Twitter don't really rattle my cage

Notice when I mention my release date, had 'em afraid (Ha)

Made legends get in they bag when they heard the way I spazz (Talk to 'em)

Shooters on the road, them niggas half of my age

They will clap, clap, splatter your waves (Boom-boom-boom, boom-boom-boom, boom)

Niggas ain't fuckin' with none of the shit I scribble down on the page

Then I'm paid a 100K to go spit that on the stage (Hahahaha)

Look, the road wasn't easy, I ain't perfect (I ain't perfect)

Nobody put me on, I just put the work in (Right here)

My bitch keep my pole in her Birkin, if I'm up it, it's curtains (Yeah)

Y'all know who runnin' this shit for certain (Boom-boom-boom)

Machine, nigga

Gorilla in the jungle, man, I don't sing song

Bang my chest like my name King Kong

Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall

Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall

Gorilla in the jungle, man, I don't sing song

Bang my chest like my name King Kong

Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall

Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall

We raised by wolves in the crack den

We the Chicago Bulls, nigga, of back then

That boy Tiger Woods, don't make me back nines

We paid in full, sheep skin with the wool

PTSD, from the concrete

Jungle, I move a bundle, a hundo at my peak

My cocaine records stand up next to Meech

Tiger cubs in the club, helicopters above, yeah, dem flex weak

I speak Patois, yeah

Jamaican connects, Dominican with the bricks

But I would aim at fishscales and double dragon

Brooklyn was a zoo, little monkeys swung through

Banana clips on the oo-wop, we want static (Yeah)

About my issue, magazine on a pistol, National Geographic

That boy hell (Boy hell)

King Kong dies on this hands and anybody else

Gorilla in the jungle, man, I don't sing song

Bang my chest like my name King Kong

Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall

Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall

Gorilla in the jungle, man, I don't sing song

Bang my chest like my name King Kong

Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall

Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall

LA Leakers Freestyle #101 lyrics - Jadakiss

You know I will let the 9 burst

Westcoast mixtape, kiss my Converse

'Fore you play your part gotta read your lines first

Before it's in your heart gotta be in your mind first

Gettin' my prayers in, I'm just tryin' to do what the Lord says

Slimmer fittin' Dickies sittin' right on the Cortez

You could tell a winner yo, just look what the score says

My man will be home depending on what the board says

They know the champ back, gettin' the camp back

Buy 'em all AMG Benz with the slant backs

Album is out now, I'm hearin' 'em chant that

You know its heroin whenever I stamp that

Know how I do niggas, you know that I chew niggas

Seasoned veterans or one of these new niggas

Gotta be kiddin' me, could never get rid of me

Even if they kill me I'm still the epitome

Boss of the back block tossin' that crack rock

Any controlled substance, I was the mascot

They did the bowties, I did the ascots

They hit the quick pick, I hit the jackpot

Much as I have, I'm still reppin' the have-nots

I made her turn around, I just wanted the back shots

I'm up early 'fore the dealers come out

Everybody is outside 'til the killers come out

You ain't eatin', you just act full, I'm impactful

Dozen funerals in a month, I got that pull

I will give it to niggas in all rap forms

Ignatius out right now on all platforms

Money Talks lyrics - P.Gutter & Jadakiss

Yeah, yeah, what's good y'all?

You already know who it is, ya boy Jadakiss

Ya'mean?

With P.Gutter

Money talks, it's Gutter baby

Let's do it

My dough rising, I need more than ten fingers to count it

Coming in from every angle, they got me surrounded (yeah)

You make your money pal, I'm over here making a mountain

Covered in water like I just jumped out of a fountain

You went to the strip club and threw a couple thousand

That's cool, I made enough to make it rain [?]

Lamborghinis and houses, can't fit it all in my trousers

Been a surgeon with the pen since fourteen like Doogie Howser

Never had a liquor license, I always had bars

'Fore I had a drivers' license, I was driving foreign cars

And streets taught me how to get credit without a charge

Wasn't big and puffy but I knew I'd always be lost

They said I would never make it, it was all a facade

But the proof is in the Porsche when I park it in my garage

Up on the projects, a felony, and dead-end jobs

It's [?] but I kept fighting against the odds

Back me into a corner, yeah, I'ma come out swinging

Lightning strikes like a viper you couldn't dodge

I always been a underdog, but nowadays

They put respect on my name where they see [?]

That black Air Max came with a whole lotta jealousy

Smack it on a counter so they know that it's hard

Now I [?] like Bryson Tiller, fear of Fear of Gods at my feet

Triple bet like [?]

Don't even bother tapping in if your money's short

If it ain't about money, I don't wanna talk

Check your bandwidth, I think you got a bad connection

Ain't no service where you live, you know what it is

Don't even bother tapping in if your money's short

If it ain't about money, I don't wanna talk

Check your bandwidth, I think you got a bad connection

Ain't no service where you live, you know what it is

The pandemic over, now the pressure on

Name a mumble rapper you want me to strap a stretcher on

They call me bougie 'cause I rap about designer

They should pay a cover charge 'cause every bar is [?]

Every shooter got a weapon on

You'll die trying to get rich off these diamonds on my neck in awe

This ain't a movie but it feels like a director's cut

'Cause every clip I load it up is extra long

This is the road they been expecting long

I'ma serve it in its purest form [?] stepping on

Every time I put this necklace on

Girls start grabbing my belt buckle and the DJs put my records on

[?] I got protection on

'Cause in my hood they'll be shooting up the club by the second song

The money talking but you ain't connected

'Cause every time I call your phone it start clicking like a metronome

They'll clean you up like household disinfectant

Keep playing in the street and they gon' slide on you like the bass is gone

Keep dumping on you till your face is gone

You'll be on the dirt, lying in the grave, deeper than a baritone

I flatten rappers like [?]

If you ain't talking money I won't understand, you get Rosetta stoned

The paper shorter than the baby [?] change your tone

Missing keys couldn't harmonize if you was lazybone

Don't even bother tapping in if your money's short

If it ain't about money, I don't wanna talk

Check your bandwidth, I think you got a bad connection

Ain't no service where you live, you know what it is

Don't even bother tapping in if your money's short

If it ain't about money, I don't wanna talk

Check your bandwidth, I think you got a bad connection

Ain't no service where you live, you know what it is

No Time To Waste lyrics - Apathy, Jadakiss & Stu Bangas

Sinister

I'm a '79 baby, I grew up in the '80s in the radius of Raiders shirts dryin' on my radiators

Tackleberry with the Ray-Ban aviators

Ronald Reagan with the Star Wars space lasers

Spade players, spray shots and sprayed razors

We was eight years old, hustlin' eighth graders

Now my strength greater than the Tyson haymaker

Make your brains go haywire a day later

I'm half bionic and half man

There's footage of my flipping cop cars on dashcam

You'll probably need a body cast plus a CAT scan

Crash land on your block, treat it like a trash can

Shock the body with electrical volts

With several jolts to the bolts on the side of my throat

I'm the Frankenstein monster, stompin' out the villages

Tryna battle dead legends, holographic images

Time for some murdering

Time for some killing

Time for some murdering

Time for some killing

Time for some murdering

Time for some killing

Time for some murdering

Time for some killing

Time for some murdering

Let me just interject something here

Killing

You have to kill to live

Sounds about right

Haha

Say what you say, but I don't hear it though

Nicer than niggas, but I don't wanna kill they spirits though

Yeah, I see you chasin' your dreams, keep pursuin' 'em

Tell a young nigga he garbage and that'll ruin him

Care about people's opinions, it mean a lot to 'em

Bullshit drip that he wearin' is just his costume

You can agree to disagree, now you an opp to him

Got you all out of your element, sendin' shots to him

Paintin' shit with the gauge, shotty art

We did heavy cardio today, one body part

Knockin' Supreme Clientele, rockin' the Wally Clarks

You to leave me the fuck alone, that'd be probably smart

Real niggas, see, they change rarely

Messin' with these sucker niggas, see, they change daily

Don't wanna talk to 'em, want 'em nowhere near me

Bad for your health niggas, red meat and dairy

If we ever collide, we goin' boom

You know the cloth I'm cut from, that's called goon

They thinkin' we trippin', they ain't lyin', we on shrooms

But you can still have a funeral, just on Zoom

Time for some murdering

Time for some killing

Time for some murdering

Time for some killing

Time for some murdering

Time for some killing

Time for some murdering

Time for some killing

Time for some

Time for some

Time for some

Time for some

Time for some murdering

Time for some murdering

Time for some killing

Time for some murdering

Time for some killing

Time for some murdering

Time for some killing

Time for some murdering

Time for some killing

Time for some murdering

One Dance (Remix) lyrics - Jadakiss (with Nino Man)

[Jadakiss, Nino Man & Kyla:]

Yo they should've called me to do this part right here

Baby, I like your style

All I need is one more dance

Nino-Man

She ain't ready for what I'm about to hit her

[Jadakiss:]

Eye contact, I just had a glance with her

If I dance with her then I got a chance with her

Looking in the eye while I'm holding hands with her

I get anything I want so I said I can't get her

Throwing shots back, she don't want to stop that

But she singing all the words, she know where the drops at

Now we so close that we damn near kissing

But we just dancing, I'm spining and dipping her

[Nino-Man:]

Four litre spot, I need one more dance

Hoping it'll turn into a one night stand

So many bottles she like this nigga

I said nah man, sell drugs, just grand"

But if you down I put you in an uber

All these margaritas make a nigga wanna do ya

I shine like jewelers, get spread like rumors

The Nino Man cat on his feat like

[Drake:]

That's why I need a one dance

Got a Hennessy in my hand

One more time fore I go

Higher powers taking a hold on me

I need a one dance

Got a Hennessy in my hand

One more time fore I go

Higher powers taking a hold on me

Strength and guidance

All that I'm wishing for my friends

Nobody makes it from my ends

I had to bust up the silence

You know you gotta stick by me

Soon as you see the text, reply me

I don't wanna spend time fighting

We've got no time

That's why I need a one dance

Got a Hennessy in my hand

One more time fore I go

Higher powers taking a hold on me

I need a one dance

Got a Hennessy in my hand

One more time fore I go

Higher powers taking a hold on me

[Wizkid:]

Got a pretty girl and she love me long time

Wine it, wine it, very long time

Oh yeah, very long time

Back up, back up, back up and wine it

Back up, back up and wine it, girl

Back up, back up, back up and wine it

Oh yeah, very long time

Back, up, back up and wine it, girl

[Kyla & Wizkid:]

Tell me

I need to know, where do you wanna go?

Cause if you're down, I'll take it slow

Make you lose control

Where, where, where

Where, where, where, where

Oh yeah, very long time

Where, where, where

Back, up, back up and wine it, girl

Where, where, where, where

Cause if you're down

Back up, back up and

Cause if you're down

Back up, back up and

Cause if you're down

Back up, back up and

[Drake:]

That's why I need a one dance

Got a Hennessy in my hand

One more time fore I go

Higher powers taking a hold on me

I need a one dance

Got a Hennessy in my hand

One more time fore I go

Higher powers taking a hold on me

Ooouuu (Remix) lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Uncle Murda & Young M.A)

[Young M.A:]

Yo bro, I think I had too much Hennessy man

This Hennessy getting to me

I ain't gonna lie, I'm a little smizz

I'm a little drizz

But we in the club man, OOOUUU

[Jadakiss:]

Yeah, they hate but they broke though

Don't let 'em get you gassed like Sinaco

Only rats get a pass from the po po

I got the footage on stash on my Go Pro

They ain't death but they so so

The only niggas left me and Loso

Reason why I say so, is cause I know so

I get my power from that Sheek Louch and Ghost flow

Hit him in the head with the 4-4

Yeah, I think he dead check his pulse though

Call his family, let his folks know

Tell 'em he ain't make it but it was close though

Before you win, you gotta take a loss

They call the shots, you gotta be a boss

That's why I keep the shotty in the Porsche

These haters on my body shake 'em off

OOOUUU

OOOUUU

These haters on my body shake 'em off

[Uncle Murda:]

Niggas tryna run up on me 'bout to clap that

Thought it was beef, they just want me on they Snapchat

I be in the bando with your boo

I be like woah, she be like OOOUUU

Becky giving neck for some coco

She like "cállate-la-boca-coño"

I call her a thot, you call her Tiffany

She gon' strip for me and Monica Lewinsky me

I be in that all black Cadillac (skkrt)

I like that chain he got on, thinking bout snatching that

All my pieces hit and that's a snapple fact

Police finally scared cause we shooting them back

Dr. Miami made her booty big

Told Puff 'let's get somebody shot for niggas shooting Big'

I like girls, they like girls, you know how I play

Brooklyn it's the remix with Young M.A

[Young M.A:]

Yea they hate but they broke though

And when it's time to pop they a no-show

Yea I'm pretty but I'm loco

The loud got me moving slow-mo

Ayo Tweetie, where the hoes bro?

Ayo Keys, where the hoes tho?

That other nigga, he a bozo

It's M.A, you don't know hoe?

We got liquor by the boatload (that Henny)

Disrespect the Lyfe that's a no-no

All my niggas dressed in that rojo (Redlyfe)

I ride for my guys, that's the bro code

Baby gave me head, that's a low blow

Damn she make me weak when she deepthroat

I need a rich bitch not a cheap hoe

They be on that hate shit, I peep though

My brother told me fuck em', get that money sis

You just keep on grinding on ya hungry shit

Ignore the hating, ignore the faking, ignore the funny shit

Cause if a nigga violate, we got a hunnit clips

And we go zero to a hundred quick

We just them niggas you ain't fucking with

Pockets on a chubby chick

And still go bag a thottie in some bummy shit (OOOUUU)

Yerr Eli, why they testing me?

Like I don't always keep the hammer next to me?

Like I ain't got a hitter to the left of me?

Like we ain't in these streets more than Sesame?

If that's your chick, then why she texting me?

Why she keep calling my phone speaking sexually?

Every time I'm out, why she stressing me?

You call her Stephanie? I call her Headphanie

I don't open doors for a hoe

I just want the neck, nothin' more

Shawty make it clap, may get applause

When you tired of your man, give me call

Dyke bitches talking out they jaw

Next minute calling for the law

This nine will have them calling for the lord

They ain't getting shmoney so they bored

I could never lose, what you thought?

M.A got it on lock, man of course

They say I got the juice, I got the sauce

These haters on my body shake em' off

Pussy I'm a bully and a boss

I'm killing them, sorry for your loss

I just caught a body, Randy Moss

Now this year I'm really going off

OOOUUU

OOOUUU

These haters on my body, shake em' off

OOOUUU

OOOUUU

Ahhhh, these haters on my body shake em' off

OOOUUU

OOOUUU

These haters on my body shake em' off

I could never lose what you thought? What they thought?

I could never lose what you thought?

This henny got me, it got me sauced

This henny got me oh, it got me sauced

I could never lose what you thought?

M.A got it on lock man of course

OOOUUU

OOOUUU

Pa Que Sude (Gonna Make You Sweat/Chosen Few Mix) lyrics - Shootter Ledo x Jon Z x Jadakiss

(Everybody, everybody

E-Everybody dance now!)

Ey, esto es pa' ponerte de capota

Que cierren la disco porque dejaste la pista rota, ey

Mayday, mayday, senda nota, las babies toa' loca'

Ella me vio rompiendo y se trepó en el way

Gente 'e to' el mundo quitamo' al bouncer

"Griten la solteras" dijo el announcer

Aquí la movie es R, nunca PG

Se mojan flow Fiji, termino pasándole el squeegee, bo

(Shootter, Shootter, Shootter, Shootter, Shootter, Shootter, Shootter)

No vamo' a bajarle mientras la bebida dure

(Shootter, Shootter, Shootter, Shootter, Shootter, Shootter, Shootter)

Y ahora te traigo el reggaetón pa' que sude'

(Everybody dance now!)

(Everybody dance now!)

(E-E-Everybody dance now!)

(Jon Z, men)

DJ, DJ, don't stop the music

Don't stop the music

Apaga las luces

Pa' que bailando me cure

Baila, baila, baila, dale danza

Moviendo ese body no se cansa

Brava, pero yo la pongo mansa

¿Quieres agarrarlo? En confianza

(Don't stop the music)

Bailando, bailando

Sigue perreando, síguele dando

Sigue guayando, lo estás parando

(-Music)

Bailando, bailando sigue

(Everybody dance now!)

(Everybody dance now!)

(E-E-Everybody dance now!)

Forget about the street and get up out your seat

You do whatever you feel, it's all about the beat

Your moves excellent, whole section lit

Honey showin' me love, they real affectionate

I prepare for that and I care for that

But I'm just doin' my dance 'cause I ain't here for that

This was a rough year, baby, I swear for that

And I'm just happy to be here, let's cheer for that

I ain't even get loose yet, just doin' my two step

Besides that, we ain't even get introduced yet

Takin' a chance and I'm makin' them bands

We just havin' some fun, we just makin' you dance, what?

(Everybody dance now!)

(Everybody dance now!)

(E-E-Everybody dance now!)

Jon Z, men

Everybody dance now

(Shootter, Shootter, Shootter, Shootter, Shootter, Shootter, Shootter)

Y ahora te traigo el reggaetón pa' que sude'

Jadakiss

Duran The Coach

Chosen Few

R3WIRE

Don't stop the music

Boy Wonder

Chosen Few

Don't stop the music

(Everybody dance now!)

Plug Walk (Remix) lyrics - Jadakiss & Nino Man

[Rich The Kid & Jadakiss:]

Ayy, ayy, plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)

I don't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?)

Pick him up in a space coupe, I don't let my plug walk (skrrt... pull up in a space coupe)

New freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil' bitch) (ooh, haha, look at my walk)

50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk

[Jadakiss:]

Drop the package off, put the racks in the trunk (racks)

You ain't got to ask, yeah, we got what you want (yeah)

I ain't hear nothing (uh-uh)

And I don't know nothing (nah)

And I ain't in the red either, I don't owe nothing (woo)

I been getting money, I ain't with the thug talk (mmm)

Hustler for life, know I'm with the drug talk (know it)

Never on the phone 'cause that's just a bug talk (uh)

And y'all do the money dance, I just do the plug walk (walk)

Hundred of them things right there in front of ya' (ow)

You need to stop hating and get your money up (ah)

Bitches need face lifts, getting tummy tucks (haha)

Shout out to all the Mexicans and Colombians, whoa (you heard)

[Nino Man:]

Plug walk

I swear I barely hear my plug talk (shh)

No homie ain't really eating

They just really having grub talk (word?)

They eat a sandwich then they sub talk (ha)

Look, I'm too busy doing club walks

Nino getting bread now (yeah)

I ain't got to ask for head now (nah)

It's a lot of love being spread now

Shawty got her head down (word?)

She was special, but she ed now (ah)

She was living, that shit is dead now (word)

All because this late stardom

We ain't beefing, they create problems

They ain't worry when I was missing and fake starving (facts)

You got to do you and survive

Fuck your sauce, you know the vibe

Sometimes I don't even drive, I just

[Rich The Kid:]

Plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)

I don't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?)

Pick him up in a space coupe, I don't let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe)

New freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil' bitch)

50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk

Big ol' Bentley, it's a spaceship (woah)

Call me on my phone, I don't say shit (what?)

I make money when I talk (when I talk)

I'm a boss, take a loss (I'm a what?)

I could introduce you to the plug (to the plug)

Bitch, this ain't no Henny in my cup (lil' bitch)

Stayed down, now the racks up (racks up)

She gon' let me fuck, ass up (ass up)

Plug

I stuck kis in the Louis V (Louis V)

Fuck 12, I'm a G, ain't no stoppin' me (ain't no stoppin' me)

And my wrist is on overseas (drip)

Rich nigga, you can't talk to me (rich)

Ayy, plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)

I don't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?)

Pick him up in a space coupe, I don't let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe)

New freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil' bitch)

50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk

Rapture lyrics - Fabolous & Jadakiss (feat. Tory Lanez)

[Fabolous:]

I love that, I love that

I love to see the homies gettin to it

(Ain't nothin realer than that)

You know I love that crew love (the gang)

You know with the home team eatin like, everybody level up

(The Family, we all chasin a bag, real recognize real)

And the baddies recognize that too, that's why

(They wanna be with us) I got one, and the bro got the other one

(They get the best view over here) and cuz got the other one

(You know kings need queens, right?!)

Oh, they lovin the crew, man

Yeah, caught up in the rapture of love

Rock the 7's in Toronto, show the Raptors some love

Take a picture with my niggas tryin to capture the love

We from the bottom but we tryin to adapt to above

See for y'all that'll prolly be a caption you love

But for us it goes back to the strap and the gloves

Back to the birds of the white, we was trappin them doves

Here today, gone tomorrow like a Snapchat for thugs

So you gotta keep your circle tight, never let it hula hoop

Niggas gon' shoot they shot especially when you the hoop

I'ma do the Sprinter van 'til we all can do the coupe

The war stories sound way better when your crew the troops

I want for me what I want for them and I'm not a quitter

Most haters don't get better, they get bitter

My nigga couldn't hit her, so he said I had to get her

And if we both want her, fuck it, we can split her

One night with a hitter made her reconsider

Paper on the strip club floor, bitch we came to litter

But everything ain't gold just cause it fucking glitter

And if she ain't a go getter, then fo'get her

Before the road money we was hood jugging

Before the baddies we was plucking hood boogers

That just make the level up better

When life is a bitch and we ain't never upset her, my niggas

[Tory Lanez:]

And it feels like love

And it feels like love

When it feels, oh

Drop top coupes in the winter, babe

We just moving like the winners, baby

Drinks up, if you feel the same

Ooooooh, na na na na

Oh baby, yeah, oh na

[Jadakiss:]

(Kill kill kill) HA-HAAAEEH!

Caught up in the rapture of love

From where they shoot it out, slap box and scrap with the thugs

Went to all different cities on the map with the drugs

Instead of re'in up, we just came back with the plugs

This is post rap, yeah I'm talking after the buzz

We became legends, they was pushing Acuras cuz

With the same brethrens, we ain't know what accurate was

We had each other though, that's what impacted the love

This is back when you could bring gats in the club

Had to step light, like it's thumb tacs in the rug

Bitches still down, though a few cats is a dub

Tryin to smoke something, we was really after the bud (light up)

Cause the fly cats can't really adapt to the mud

If you ain't God it ain't in your actions to judge

It is what it is turns into it was what it was

And umm, you know the thirst come with the grub (always)

And the dirtiest is the first one in the tub

And the tough guys really just be wanting to hug

Yeah, when they calm down after they bug

And realize they just caught up in the rapture of love, what?

[Tory Lanez:]

And it feels like love

And it feels like love

When it feels, oh

Drop top coupes in the winter, babe

We just moving like the winners, baby

Drinks up, if you feel the same

Ooooooh, na na na na

Oh baby, yeah, oh na

Who Shot Ya (live) lyrics - Jadakiss

Yo Tech, lets make something happen!

NEW YORK!

Hass turn my mic up hass

It's that time muthafuckas

These niggas don't rhyme like us...

All praises, all burners, all razors

Hands down nigga the game is all Jada's

Anything drop I cop in all flavors

He's a dick, you pussy y'all neighbors

Hold on, we ain't playin with

This is New York

This what these niggas want, right?

I don't do Instagram

I don't do twitter

I don't do none a that shit

Lets go Tech

This what I do nigga

New York make some muthafuckin noise

All praises, all burners, all razors

Hands down nigga the game is all Jada's

Anything drop I cop in all flavors

He's a dick, you pussy y'all neighbors

Yeah, two extra whores

I'm in the new Aston with two extra doors

With a quick flip I don't try to stretch for more

One hundred percent powder, extra raw

And I get it from Giuseppe, either him or the eses

I've been smacking these rappers around for a decade

Still tryin to get mami to sacame la leche

Know if I take her out I could pop her the next day

The Black Mamba of the vocals, MJ of the Pro Tools, anti-social

Phil Jack on the track but I can't coach you

This is just audio of shit that I go through

Guns in the couch, money in the mattress

And I would have got the Bentley but I had to pay taxes

Settle for a polo fit and some air maxes

Your flows a light sprain, mines is a fracture

Yea and the X-rays negative

You a coward, in jail you could never live

Yea, You barely living out here

I'm the reason you breathing it's like im giving out air

I got stocks in the block and I'm giving out shares

I don't know you, you ain't familiar

And I don't care who shot you cause they ain't kill ya'

As far as the word play, I'm a son of a bitch

These niggas is decent, but ain't none of 'em Kiss

MTV y'all know, I'll punish the list

Them niggas' jewelry is fake and ain't none of 'em rich

Notice they keep watching 'em, there's no stoppin' em

V neck, crush linen, suede louie moccasins

They won't dry up but you can't buy luck

Cashmere sweats with the Gucci tie ups

Overlooking the city my nigga I'm high up

And I could get your brains blown out for five bucks

Always in the hood, thats cause I rep that

My paperwork good niggas already checked that

I'm probably just comfortable cause thats where I slept at

The desert is blue steel, The forty is jet black

Fuckin bars nigga

D BLOCK

Still Hatin lyrics - Jadakiss

Handgun on the hip you know I got the AR
High profile from the hood on the radar
You ridin over here, I dont know if they are
I still cant believe a record company can pay y'all
I aint gotta tell you whats good you should cop this
Hospital beds, gernies wood boxes
Top chefs, great attorneys, good doctors
Movies that were made on the block got Hood Oscars
Yea, im gettin mine on the back end
Unwrap em' weigh em' and put em' back in
Yup, cause even the best die,
Break a few of em down but im lettin the rest fly
Goin thru changes, but they are not dangerous
Get dope money but speakin cocaine game language
Explain this, either you soft or a criminal
The murder rate got the hate on subliminal
Always raspy till the day they blast me
Im project elevator hallway nasty
He don do half he need all his cash be
Put a nigga in the casket off cast be
Im all in the Daily News checkin out Jeter
Two Pits off the leash Quadna then Benita
And you keep lyin thats why its hard to believe ya
Gon need a free safety to guard the reciever
Now, when you dealin with a clown
Only pay your respect before they put him in the ground
When the birds land nigga guess who put em in the town
So the pitchers is out, guess who put em on the mound
3 button purple label go wit the cargo
A African American version of Pablo
Niggas still hatin they can kiss my ass
Get a hard on when I count that cash
Still hatin they can kiss my ass [x2]