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(feat. Jadakiss) Still just happy to be here, y'know? Funk Flex, Volume 4, let's do it [Jadakiss] Uh-huh, uhh.. Two thousand, what, what, yo I be the K-I double to the death and that's that If niggaz half nice, then that mean they half wack Aqua blue Viper, whyn't you try to pass that With bitches that'll snipe you where you buy your hash at I even give daps to niggaz I blast at And y'all gon' give me my ASCAP, or get your ass capped I take the clip out, and hit you with the back of the gun Then put it back in and shoot you in the back if you run Call me Jada, I love to clap the shit out a hater Give my lawyer seven then give him another three later Cause you know it cost a hundred to beat it And I lost plenty fights, but my gun is still undefeated Cause I'm tryin to be around like Boston Baked Beans Gave so many samples out, that it's hard to shake fiends Since a young boy, I was taught to mind my neck And since a grown man, I was taught to sign my checks And I don't want drama, but if you do I'm killin your children Go to any project in the world and chill in the buildin SongtexteHit me later, I think not, I keep the glock And drive around with no coat cause my seats is hot Fuck buyin a Range, if I ain't with my son I'm gettin high or either with my niggaz, at the firin range While y'all clown niggaz keep jokin, and get treated like ashes I clip y'all off and keep smokin [Chorus: repeat 2X] I don't care who you with, or who you get Or what you got, all of that'll get you shot Everybody in the world know Kiss is hot Everybody in the world know Kiss is hot [Jadakiss] Ay yo, I got a lotta shit on my chest and niggaz wanna put more on it; so I gotta put on my vest You got grazed in the head so that mean you was duckin Seen my shades by your bed so that mean I was fuckin While you was out frontin, I was in, nothin for nothin All in ya honey, walkin 'round countin ya money Holdin ya stacks, in the closet loadin ya gats Feedin ya curs, skeetin all over ya furs Right before yo' ass come home I'm peelin the tar And have the shorties like, "Damn, Jay willied the car" I'm like God, cause y'all can't touch me or see me But y'all know I'm there and y'all know that y'all need me New five wagon, with the old Bebe's And I'm an old G so I listen to old CD's My rocks is so rippy, if you was watchin arms in a party you won't skip me I'm like a nigga in jail waitin so come get me But if the job ain't done quickly and done swiftly you catchin one-fifty Cross your face, then I bang you in the stomach And make sure I go in your pockets after you vomit If that ain't good enough, I'm a light things up Cause they love me in the hood, I'm like the ice cream truck Nigga, this is to the general public When you hear the name Jadakiss nigga, ain't nothin above it Fuck it [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania