Lirik Lagu Checkmate - Jadakiss
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You did it baby!Congratulations, homie!You made history!1.1 million in a short week! [laughs]Screw a press conference, press this on your conscience!D-Block, cheers!Yeah!I ain't mad, I don't wanna sound mad, I feel marvelous..D-Block, Double R, fuckin' faggots..
We gon' handle this like grown men, you won't winYou don't even feel comfortable in your own skinI rap my ass off, I'm fightin' the champ with the glass jawat the Garden or NassauSee me, couple hood niggaz behind starsI heard you put a couple good niggaz bars, (Preme!)I might never sell that muchBut you can bet your last 2 quarters, I never tell that muchPicture 'Kiss not come out swingin'It's like going to see 50 at a show and he don't come out singin'Yeah, you got a felony, but you ain't a predicateNever the King of New York, you live in ConnecticutYou don't be in the hood, you be in the woodsFuckin' wit' me, is where you really gon' be for goodI hold the 4-5 myself, and hop out the Range on 1-4-5 myselfThis is a true factSince when has it become cool to get shot and not shoot backTrackmasters shelfed you, Bravehearts helped youThen everybody felt you, now I gotta melt youAnd don't try to pull rank on 'KissCause the niggaz I'ma send to do it ain't gon' missBe layed up stiff, I spit straight up 'piphI did real songs with BIG, no made-up shitsAnd I don't got a problem with cloutYou ain't get shot again yet, so what's your second album about? (Nothin'!)Your raps are pre-school, you made a lot of money, now be cool'Fore I swell up your lips like seafoodCan I get a mic check? You don't stand a chanceTo dance with me dog, ya steps ain't right yetBlock is just fine, homie, the D's straightMost likely your new CD is a weed plateBunch of love songs, 100% pure garbageJust somethin' to break up buds onYou should just sell clothes and sneakersCause outta your whole camp your flow's the weakestI'm in the town where the young boys is clappin', (clappin')You runnin' around with the lieutenant and captain, [laughs]It'll take a lifetime to see 'KissYou had to get shot 9 times to be rich
Rat ass nigga, you's a animalYou's a motherfuckin' animal
Pig ass nigga, you's a animalYou's a motherfuckin' animal
Snake ass nigga, you's a animalYou's a motherfuckin' animal
Matter of fact, you ain't no animalI'ma show these motherfuckers how to handle you
D-Block!
We gon' handle this like grown men, you won't winYou don't even feel comfortable in your own skinI rap my ass off, I'm fightin' the champ with the glass jawat the Garden or NassauSee me, couple hood niggaz behind starsI heard you put a couple good niggaz bars, (Preme!)I might never sell that muchBut you can bet your last 2 quarters, I never tell that muchPicture 'Kiss not come out swingin'It's like going to see 50 at a show and he don't come out singin'Yeah, you got a felony, but you ain't a predicateNever the King of New York, you live in ConnecticutYou don't be in the hood, you be in the woodsFuckin' wit' me, is where you really gon' be for goodI hold the 4-5 myself, and hop out the Range on 1-4-5 myselfThis is a true factSince when has it become cool to get shot and not shoot backTrackmasters shelfed you, Bravehearts helped youThen everybody felt you, now I gotta melt youAnd don't try to pull rank on 'KissCause the niggaz I'ma send to do it ain't gon' missBe layed up stiff, I spit straight up 'piphI did real songs with BIG, no made-up shitsAnd I don't got a problem with cloutYou ain't get shot again yet, so what's your second album about? (Nothin'!)Your raps are pre-school, you made a lot of money, now be cool'Fore I swell up your lips like seafoodCan I get a mic check? You don't stand a chanceTo dance with me dog, ya steps ain't right yetBlock is just fine, homie, the D's straightMost likely your new CD is a weed plateBunch of love songs, 100% pure garbageJust somethin' to break up buds onYou should just sell clothes and sneakersCause outta your whole camp your flow's the weakestI'm in the town where the young boys is clappin', (clappin')You runnin' around with the lieutenant and captain, [laughs]It'll take a lifetime to see 'KissYou had to get shot 9 times to be rich
Rat ass nigga, you's a animalYou's a motherfuckin' animal
Pig ass nigga, you's a animalYou's a motherfuckin' animal
Snake ass nigga, you's a animalYou's a motherfuckin' animal
Matter of fact, you ain't no animalI'ma show these motherfuckers how to handle you
D-Block!
