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SINGER: Jadakiss
SONG:Times Up
Im the nigga with the perpetual oyster bars mother of pearl delivery voice of god and its hard just being the boss being i cant go to jail because those years will cost me don’t let me get wrong lay a nigga down if he force me id rather just sit back and roll a dutch think about how im going to put the game in the cobra clutch think about how im going to get caine over customs never underestimate niggas or over trust em yeah them m’s is right in my face i just gotta throw my timbs on a tighten my lace if it don’t jam the tech ill spray when i spit everybody gotta split like pepper spray cause im a nigga that hates to settle im a man of the lord but i still cant shake the devil moved away but still cant escape the ghetto The time to talk is up so bring the heat, playtime is over while your runnin your mouth im creeping up over your shoulder gun, knife bat or brick anything i can get my hands on call my bluff start acting up and ill leave you underground I know how to get my peers off me make em cry and die from high blood pressure cause tears are salty it’s a symptom if you bobbing your head you know that hes sick you know the flow is ridic and i throw him a grip when i get it you already know im throwing them bricks putting purple everyone daddy im throwing them knicks that’s right homie you cant move me i aint goin nowhere im in the hood like bootleg movies all you shooting is the breeze or bootleg oozie im just waiting on the q like suzie don’t lose me the penitentiary chances that i take should be enough to get the mansions by the lake but i invest my bread into something else and the something else that ill make something melt you just gotta feel the kid if not rap for the fact a' how real he is The time to talk is up so bring the heat, playtime is over while your runnin your mouth im creeping up over your shoulder gun, knife bat or brick anything i can get my hands on call my bluff start acting up and ill leave you underground Hey yo, niggas know the champions are here we took it from crack to rap now he put out two anthems a year i just wanna rock for a century then chase the book with the documentary if you cant do nothing other than flow life a bitch like that mother from blow let’s go don’t make me put your heart in you lap fuck riding the beat nigga ill parallel park on the track hop out looking crispy fresh and new it’s a six but it’s a bm and its pepsi blue now i don’t know you but i know that a man becomes a man by a man by all the shit he go through. yall aint fucking with jason after i cash in theres really no justification of how im going to change the game so don’t get outa line cause this little nine will change your frame The time to talk is up so bring the heat, playtime is over while your runnin your mouth im creeping up over your shoulder gun, knife bat or brick anything i can get my hands on call my bluff start acting up and ill leave you underground
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