Blood Pressure
The LOX
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The headphones is on fire dis time around Styles Blood pressure Y'all just bear wit' me Yo, last time I'm a tell these niggas, man Can't f*ck around, man Jada, man Whoever Old nigga, new nigga Wha! Yo, yo, yo [Jadakiss] Who really the best rapper since B.I.G. ain't here? Y'all know the answer to that when Kiss ain't here When you see me, don't ask me nothin' about us And don't definitely ask me nothin' about F*ck it You owe me one, I owe you two I would of smacked you wit' the burner But I know you'd sue, and I ain't talkin' to him I'm talkin' to you Matter of fact, I'm talkin' to y'all Life is like walkin' a yard Nigga'll stab you wit' a fork in the heart And The Source got muthafuckas thinkin' they hot Like my dope Got fiends thinkin' they shot When you thinkin' of the best, nigga Think of The Lox I'll cut ya fuckin' hand off if ya pinky ring's hot Then come through ya block in a sticky green drop Hop out Let off fifty-three shots Wouldn't care if I hit fifty-three cops Giuliani might as well be merkin' niggas 'Cause the time that he givin' out is hurtin' niggas And all these record labels jerkin' niggas And you never was a thug You's a workin' nigga And you heard that shit right there? I started that Don't make me put somethin' up in ya Starter hat No matter who you are, or where you from Screw all of that I'm not tryin' to hear that, son [Chorus x 2] Now, who the f*ck y'all want? (Jadakiss!) And who the f*ck y'all need? (Jadakiss!) And who the f*ck gon' bleed? All y'all hataz 'cause none of y'all niggas (Can't f*ck wit' Jada!) [Jadakiss] Don't you be that clown nigga in the back of the whip That's gon' get the second half of the clip And all I'm sayin': it'll be the other nigga in the front of the the whip Runnin' his lip, wit' a gun on his hip Feel me, dog? Everybody walk the walk till they run into Kiss Then they get stabbed, or hung, or stung wit' the fifth How you think ya man hard when son on my dick? 'Cause I can get his ass, body, plus front him a brick Got a chick named Super-head She give super head Just moved in the buildin', even gave the super head I cop big guns that spit super lead So, play Superman, end up super dead Call me Kiss, or the kid from The Lox That'll twist ya moms out and do a bid wit' ya pops We was in jail You probably won't get no mail And if you pumped on my block, you won't get no sales When ya CEO know you can't f*ck wit' I I make a million by June I'm sayin' f*ck July And I beg you to try me while I'm holdin' the Tommy I'm a have ya body all over the lobby I already helped y'all I'm about to melt y'all Tell the truth, dog I ain't never felt y'all This album, we gon' bubble like Seltzer If it ain't Double R, who the hell else is hard? [Chorus]
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Written by: DARRIN DEAN, KASSEEM DEAN, JASON PHILLIPS, JASON T PHILLIPS
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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