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Fuck, the, frail shit, uh, cuz when my coke come in
They gotta use the scale that they weigh the whales wit
Carlssons on the Jeep, Bugatti made the prototype
Hoped you'd get the picture but you just can't photo life
Determined niggas make it
Kickin' down the door and we burnin' niggas naked
The house costs a million, sittin' on the beach
And the only thing I know: if it's furnished I'ma take it
My bathtub lif' up, my walls do a three-sixty
We got the shit that the goverment got
Talkin' money then you rubbin' the spot
Real niggas say that they be wi'lin'
We on the Cayman Islands
On a yacht with our favorite albums
A bad ho and a plate of salmon, smokin' and drinkin'
Nigga is you thinkin' that our fate is violent
I love my nigga for the fact that he real
And nobody on the faculty squeal
What, and if you facin' capital pun
Pass me a gun
And I'ma give you time to run while I rapidly peel
We, gon', make it,
We gon' make it, we gon' make it
We, gon', make it
We gon' make it, we gon' make it
We, gon', make it
I learned the Game quickly
And I'on't like to rent, so when I fly now I bring my cars on the plane wit' me
In this case
who's the loser
Ran through enough coke for Castro to build schools in Cuba
Teach ya kids how to read and write and use the Ruger
Mothafuckin' niggas is back, Jada and P
We got water,
X haze, plus weight'a'da D
And I'm tired'a hearin' about ol' niggas that had it
And be the same ol' niggas that ratted
Who cares!?
Talk about how we hawk niggas in they fuckin' back
Gunwork's official but niggas don't be wantin' that
Why?
Cuz they puss and they mans is lame
We Soul for Real in the hood we make Candy Rain
I can easily send you to God
But come and see me at the Plaza Hotel I might give you a job
If you can't remember the name
All you gotta do is ask the dame
for the niggas that deliver it hard
We, gon', make it,
We gon' make it, we gon' make it
We, gon', make it
We gon' make it, we gon' make it
Ja, da, mwah, I'll kiss you you bitch ass nigga
Bet the hood won't miss you you bitch ass nigga
Might find your man dead in the ocean
He be a'ight though
You know dead rappers get better promotion
Why we don't laugh at death and cry at birth
Never say you can't do it til you try it first
Be the young niggas eager to pull it
But it's a message in everything, trust me, even a bullet
Go to war with the 8 and a pound
Think you got ya ear to the street now, put ya face in the ground
Cuz my shells is expensive
You'll know exactly why when you yellin' in intensive
My fellas is offensive
Lucky cuz I got guns that crack ya back
But that's not what I prefer I manafacture crack
And, niggas turn bitch when you show 'em the steel
But we know how to bid so y'all go head and squeal
I'm comfortable far from home
Eatin' right gettin' good rest either on the bar or the phone
I'm the reason niggas got deals the past few years
Sound anything like Kiss? Then sign right here
And, y'all just talkin', I'm doin' it well
Jadakiss motherfucka, I'ma see you in Hell!
We, gon', make it,
We gon' make it, we gon' make it
We, gon', make it
We gon' make it, we gon' make it
We, gon', make it