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Текст (слова) песни: Jadakiss f Styles, Sheek - Kiss Tha Game Goodbye

[Styles]
It`s sorta like the Holy Trinity...
I`ma say...
I say it`s like three different guns you fuckin faggots
Get shot three different ways
Matter fact, make that six different ways
Gun in each hand bitch
None of y`all betta
[Primo scratch twice]-- Jadakiss-- "Aint none of y`all betta"
If it is name it
We`ll squash you, ASAP, feel it

All I know, niggas give me all my dough
Like Boston George comin through with all my blow
Right now I`m tryin to charter a jet
Fuck this hit the Panama Canal and get a harder connect
Step on your toes, mess with your hoes, shoot up your mans
Come through the block tryin to screw up your plans
Cuz I still rob niggas for coke
Understand I`m the first one they call when they gettin the dope
I`m the one who prick your finger when they give you the oath
I`m the one who made the hit when they bring you the toast
Like Pacino and DeNiro `cept they call me Paniro
Sad Styles still spin that arrow, fuck it
Like the boss of New York, you know how I feel
Kill a motherfucker cuz a corpse don`t talk [no doubt]
Sixteen in the joint wit one in the head
If the bullets had legs have them run in your head, bitch

[Primo scratches]--- Jadakiss- "aint none of y`all betta..."
Sonja Blade- "what y`all know about..." Styles P- " put in my work..."
Sheek- "on the block..."
Jadakiss- "aint none if y`all betta..." Styles P- "but you know it`s all real..."
Tef and Billy Danze- "Is it real? Yeah son!"
Jadakiss- "aint none of y`all betta..." Sonja Blade- "what y`all know about..."
Styles P- "put in my work..." Sheek--- "on the block..."
Jadakiss- "aint none of y`all betta..." Styles P- "bet you know it`s all real..."
Tef and Billy Danze- "Is it real? Yeah son!"
Jadakiss- "aint none of y`all betta..."

[Sheek]
Let`s get it poppin my nigga
Load the tech up and go shoppin my nigga
and I don`t mean the mall or no Gucci store
You know what the fuck I want, bricks of raw
and I`m too old to make less than a hundred a year
If it means wavin the hammer and leavin you there
If it means grabbin your kids out daycare
Somebody losin a seed, pay or bleed
It`s Sheek Louch, I aint got no heart
I shoot broad daylight right in front of the mark
I put 28 holes through the icy car
Fuck around, like the God won`t squeeze
If I don`t see the badge I`m clappin the D`s
LOX motherfucker, the OX motherfucker
The reason why you shouldn`t cop drops motherfucker
Like it`s something for me to shoot your pops motherfucker, what

[Primo scratches]

[Jadakiss]
Ayo the dopes and the rice, the cokes and the pyrex
over the stove and I`m bout to hit it with the ice
Runners love to pump the bomb
They know no fair ones, now niggas`ll jump they moms
You god, minus the 12 disciples
I pop up, all you see is shells and rifles
If I don`t like you, I`ma kill you not fight you
I bite a little piece of your ear off like Mike do
and everybody gon` follow me now
Down eighth and an oozie mahogany brown
Faggots want you to kill `em in a hurry
It fucks me up, like they aint got no money to get buried
You could flip, I`ll survive m`kay, motherfucker
In my block still doin twenty-five a day
Know you work out, chest and your back all nice
But the twelve gauge`ll have your six pack on ice, what?

[Primo scratches]

 

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