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