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点击复制It's Like That (Album Version|Edited) - Jay-Z/Kid Capri
Written by：D. Love
Yeah
Huhhuh
Watch this y'all
Come on
Watch this y'all
Yeah
Come on
Jigga
'Cause it's like that y'all
Watch this y'all
Come on I'm really like that
Rockafella y'all huh
Watch this y'all
It's Kid Capri and Jay-Z come on
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri don't stop
Huh huh
'Cause I'm like that y'all yeah
I'm pretty like that
As a young'un dumb and gun in the waist
Sold crack to those who couldn't take the pain
And had to numb it with base
Couldn't drink the Henny straight I needed something to chase
Nowadays I throw shots back leavin' nothin' to waste
Life's like a treadmill niggas runnin' in place
Getting nowhere fast a whole year done past
I vowed to never stop winnin' 'til the earth stop spinnin'
Rock hot linen cop hot cars and hot women
If it's not him then you got it confused y'all not rememberin'
My motto is simply I will not lose
Abide by the block rules I buy my Glocks used
Wit bodies on it let me know anybody want it
I'm raised illrational way misunderstood
If you ain't live like I live been one with the hood
I done what I could
To come up with this paper 'til this day still
Run with the hood guess it's part of my nature
If hell awaits a ni**a I'm comin' with the razors
Still flashin' ya sh*t try to pass me in a Six
Type classy on the wrists every bit of 30 karats
This is not a game this is not why I came
May these words find a spot on your brain and burn
Then I recycle my life I shall return
How tight is your flow 'cause I'm like that yo
How right is your dough 'cause I'm like that yo
How white is your blow 'cause I'm like that yo
Only write what you know 'cause I'm like that yo
How tight is your flow 'cause I'm like that yo
How right is your dough 'cause I'm like that yo
How white is your blow 'cause I'm like that yo
Only write what you know 'cause I'm like that yo
I'm a hop skip and a jump from grippin' the pump
Spittin' a couple of curse words and hittin' you chump
Sh*t I get digits in lumps
I'm a motherf**kin' problem is this what you want
Overachiever I love chicks that puff cheeba in ** paper
I hate the ones that blow up ya beeper
Cause I go in deeper I only bone divas
Impregnate the world when I come through your speakers ha ha
F**k hot my records got the fever
Niggas kick dirt get ya whole block sweeped up
I creep up when the beef heats up
Caught him with his feet up and shoes off about to snooze off
Hatin' cause you can't turn the booze off
You dudes is too soft why I don't f**k with you all
I might bark with X or spit at The Lox
But other than that I don't be f**kin' with cats
Just me Ty and B-High thug it like that
E Dame and Biggs what's f**kin' with that
Y'all can never diss Jigga get nothin' for that
Other than a couple of slugs in ya back huh huh
Rappers y'all runnin' around like I won't gun ya down
Last ni**a that fronted two shots spun him around
Lord accept this offerin' here's somethin' for your crown
I meant no malice I just met his challenge and won
How tight is your flow 'cause I'm like that yo
How right is your dough 'cause I'm like that yo
How white is your blow 'cause I'm like that yo
Only write what you know 'cause I'm like that yo
Put your hands up put your hands in the air
Put your hands up get 'em up come on
Put your hands up put your hands in the air
Put your hands up get 'em up everybody put 'em up come on
Get 'em up come on come on come on
Get 'em up come on come on come on
Get 'em up come on come on come on
Get 'em up come on
Put your hands up put your hands in the air
Put your hands up get 'em up come on
Put your hands up put your hands in the air
Get 'em up come on
Girls and guns bounce all I want
Bounce with me come on bounce
Stock exchange rocks and thangs bounce Jigga
Girls and guns Kid Capri sh*t
All I want who's f**kin' with that
Stock exchange I'm like that y'all
Rocks and thangs I'm just like that y'all
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