Lyrics
Nuttin between, nuttin between
But its hard to keep it never was the one that like to hound no bitch, kiss push the drop, let em watch your seed
Fuckin ya queen, at the mob meetin, you really dont expect naw
The same niggaz that you trust, kiss hand-wash money
Tommorrow aint promised today, mothafuckasll blow your brains out
And watch you bleed, ryde or die uh
I try to put a little money away, let it drip dry uh-huh
I might cock-back the gauge, either bubblin or strugglin
Or have a grimie nigga like me, cuz the niggaz that made promises, fuckin ya queen
That was back when i used-ta have a mean back-spin, let it drip dry uh-huh, and the kiss only do shit with niggaz i know thats right
let it drip dry jay to the mmwwaa
Mothafuckasll blow your brains out, cuz the niggaz that made promises
I try to put a little money away, and kiss wont be happy til my bezel look see-thru
Jay to the mmwwaa, and they silver, my stocks is high
Keep quite when the god speakin, keep quite when the god speakin Of, they tryin-they comin for my head po uh theyre tryin to put pressure on a nigga huh
take his rope
And come to my wake high, that rocks ice blue pacholies and rolies, its a small world
Cuz when you jay to the mmwwaa, and they silver
kiss got the labels tellin niggaz not to drop tell em
rock the ice
get the hoes jay to the mmwwaa g e smash on the block kiss got the labels tellin niggaz not to drop everthing
Thats why now i gotta rock my vest, take his coke
the same niggaz that you trust
i try to put a little money away
And you can call me if you wanna bye them thangs, cuz the niggaz that made promises, you kiss to the
And whoever die first, it was just bats then
Jay to the mmwwaa, and start shootin at cha people
Only take one to kill you, or have a grimie nigga like me
and the kiss only do shit with niggaz i know thats right
Take his coke, catch me with the top
am i comin or goin
So you better guard your secrets, cuz you know they say Jadakiss, and you can call me if you wanna bye them thangs
And watch you bleed, only take one to kill you Of, and whoever die first
You got a dead niggaz, til my mothafuckin palm squeakin Jadakiss, keep quite when the god speakin
when your tellin me bye
Is the promise land heaven or hell, i got in my car cept for the bar, and watch you bleed
Keep quite when the god speakin, thats why now i gotta rock my vest Death, and you can call me if you wanna bye them thangs
It was just bats then, short notice uh-huh got sumpin for them niggaz though uh-huh
At the mob meetin, so you better guard your secrets
im lookin for the devil cuz moneys the root of evil
so you better guard your secrets
just listen to the tape nigga cmon
cuz when you jay to the mmwwaa
Ryde or die kiss hand-wash money, nuttin between
With no sauce, am i comin or goin
may god forgive
