For da Fam

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Jadakiss - Rap

For da Fam

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[Verse] Ha-haaa Yeah the game's getting old, shawty's going up top Coming home a little bigger with waves and parole The dope's in the hole, the fiend's all lined up Everybody tre pound down and nine'd up Money short, no telling where you could wind up Gangs of the New York, lotta soft niggas signed up Nothing like the feeling you get when you bust the K I can do back-to-back bullets, won't touch a Tre Me Gus n K, real pimpin' In a big shipment of something that taste different Hollow tips turn grown men back into infants Two trap houses, Greensboro and Winston Summer's behind the wall, other niggas is fenced in A couple of em just touched down that just did ten Cut ain't bad enough for staples, you get stitched in Lucky that the doctor was even able to fix him Yeah, what the fuck could you tell me? Red and green stipe or the capital LV If I don't make it, all that means is that I failed me So either imma make a hit record or sell D Heh, I'm trying to do both Bars top of the line, 'bout a nine on the dope Balcony, looking at your mind on the scope Devil telling me "Do it" but the angel saying "Nope" Made it out the jail, you lucky nobody cut you Go into the hoe screaming and nobody touch you Looking for the foul, and that's where the trouble's at Say death come in threes but I can double that Any narcotic in the world, I can bubble that Infatuated with the drug game but in love with rap Cocaine in my DNA Yeah, and my blood is E & J Rather see him bleed than to see him pay D-Block nigga, we don't play [Outro] D-Block We just starting Pooh, Kiss My Ass Let that breathe Before y'all download my shit, it's coming Hahahahahahaha Suckers, nigga

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  • Jadakiss