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Текст (слова) песни: Dmx - Kiss of Death



Jadakiss

Ahh!! they tryin-they comin for my head po (uh) theyre tryin to put pressure on a nigga huh, short notice (uh-huh) got sumpin for them niggaz though (uh-huh) yo

Verse 1

Im like the dow jones of rap, my stocks is high

And it never was all of, so stop the lies

Mothafuckasll blow your brains out, and watch you bleed

The same niggaz that you trust, let em watch your seed

You got a dead niggaz, money dont stop the greed

Thats why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3

And whoever die first, may God forgive

The nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your biz

To my niggaz when I die, keep inhalin the lye

And come to my wake high, when your tellin me bye

What goes around comes around, am I comin or goin?

All Im tryin to do is leave you numb, gunnin or flowin

I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin at cha people

Im lookin for the devil cuz moneys the root of evil

And kiss wont be happy til my bezel look see-thru

Until I flood n-y with pediquo and diesle

Catch me with the top, off my whip

Bust my gun while its still tucked so you could hop, off my dick

I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks ice blue pacholies and rolies

At the mob meetin, keep quite when the God speakin

Squeeze my joint, til my mothafuckin palm squeakin

And nevermind who the loxll sign to (thats right)

What difference do it make nigga? just listen to the tape nigga (cmon)

Chorus

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die (uh)

Kiss hand-wash money, let it drip dry (uh-huh)

Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their toes (yeah)

Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes (uh)

Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block (uh-huh)

Kiss got the labels tellin niggaz not to drop (tell em)

Everthing you get (uh-huh), you really dont expect (naw)

cuz when you jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death

Verse 2

Yeah, yo, yo I wanna know, is the promise land heaven or hell?

cuz the niggaz that made promises, most of them fell

If you hungry, then I got some niggaz servin the shells

With no sauce, and they silver, only take one to kill you

Its a small world, so you better guard your secrets

And its easy to get money, but its hard to keep it

Never was the one that like to hound no bitch

All I do is try to keep niggaz around me rich

Screw all-a-yall cowards, I consider you lames

Had to save my lunch money just to get in the game

That was back when I used-ta have a mean back-spin

And no mack-10, it was just bats then

U know, beat a nigga down, take his rope

Now we-a, heat a nigga down, take his coke

And you can call me if you wanna bye them thangs

I get em half-price cuz papi know my name

Call me, jay to the mmwwaa and everything you got in your livin room,

I got in my car cept for the bar

I try to put a little money away

cuz you know they say, tommorrow aint promised today

Either bubblin or strugglin, nuttin between

Or have a grimie nigga like me, fuckin ya queen

And the kiss only do shit with niggaz I know (thats right)

And the outside nigga cant fuck up my flow (cmon)

Chorus

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die kiss hand-wash money, let it drip dry jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards 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 labels tellin niggaz not to drop everthing you get, you really dont expect cuz when you jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death uh

 

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