lirik lagu dj clue? - fiesta freestyle (feat. jadakiss & sty)
shook ones (part ii) freestylefabolous
yeah, dj clue?
to all the k!llers and the hundred-dollar billers
ha-ha, to real n-ggas who ain’t go no feelings
check it out now, yeah
[you got to f-ck with my realness
i’m sick with it like i’m stuck with a illness
it ain’t luck that i’m still rich
just more reason for me to tuck and conceal this
your boy might have to hit a f-ck-n-gga k!ll switch
snap right back to me standin’ in the projects
bakin’ soda, (?) handin’ me the pyrex
we was small then, but the plan was to be 5x
the world is yours plan, but, man, i need that nas lex
sc 400, that’s all your boy wanted
and the light-skinned shorty from next door that’s frontin’
she couldn’t see that i was that next boy or somethin’
maybe i just needed to flex more or somethin’
now i hit that f-ckin’ rolex store for nothin’
and i could teach n-ggas, give lectures on stuntin’
and if i need a b-tch, i could text yours or somethin’
then she don’t see me the next tour tour or somethin’
chick crazy right, imagine me when i was twenty-three
ridin’ through brooklyn, realizin’ it’s only one of me
notice that i’m who the wannabes want to be
it feelin’ like all of y’all don’t want none of me
in this kitchen, step back and watch the chef cook
my corner told me, “counter jabs with a left hook”
and give me mine, you don’t want to see my stress look
i drive through with the mask, lookin’ like westbrook
cash me out, for the twenty gs i’m in there
now multiply it by how many times i been here
forty gs for the show with the in-ears
dog, i ain’t hit a atm in ten years
there’s a difference in gettin’ money and got money
i’m just a winner with a pocket full of pot money
i ain’t judgin’, baby, go and get that (?) money
you better stay for a rainy day when it’s not sunny
you know n-ggas change just like the weather
get in one argument and just like, “whatever”
meet a new b-tch who look just whoever
people sayin’, “wasn’t they just, like, together?”
my b-tch -ss feel so soft just like my leather
got a good head on her, i just like ’em clever
this life forever, f-ck the lame, mad sh-t
you wouldn’t look this good in the same–ss fit
i’ll give it to you n-ggas on some aim blast sh-t
then give it to your sons on some dame dash sh-t, boy
you n-ggas ain’t bosses anyway
a nine-to-five beat a tender life any day
get your money cause ain’t no thing as halfway crooks
you scared to death, you scared to look
you shook cause ain’t no thing as halfway crooks
you scared to death, you scared to look
you shook cause ain’t no thing as halfway crooks
you scared to death, you scared to look
you shook cause ain’t no thing as halfway crooks
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