Lirik Lagu Kiss Of Death - Ruff Ryders
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[Featuring Jadakiss]
AHH!!
[Jadakiss]They tryin they comin' for my head po (uh)They're tryin' to put pressure on a niggaHuh short notice (uh huh)Got sumpin' for them niggaz though (uh huh)Yo
[Verse 1]I'm like the Dow Jones of rap my stocks is highAnd it never was all of so stop the liesMothafuckas'll blow your brains out and watch you bleedThe same niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch your seedYou got a dead niggaz, money don't stop the greedThat's why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3And whoever die first, may god forgivethe nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your bizTo my niggaz when I die, keep inhalin' the lyeAnd come to my wake high, when your tellin' me byeWhat goes around comes around, am I comin' or goin'?All i'm tryin' to do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha peopleI'm lookin for the devil 'cuz money's the root of evilAnd 'Kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel look see-thruUntil I flood N-Y with pediquo and diesleCatch me with the top, off my whipBust my gun while it's still tucked so you could hop, off my dickI run with a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks iceBlue pacholies and roliesAt the mob meetin', keep quite when the God speakin'Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'And nevermind who the lox'll sign to (that's right)What difference do it make nigga?Just listen to the tape nigga (c'mon)
[Chorus]
Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die (uh)Kiss han
AHH!!
[Jadakiss]They tryin they comin' for my head po (uh)They're tryin' to put pressure on a niggaHuh short notice (uh huh)Got sumpin' for them niggaz though (uh huh)Yo
[Verse 1]I'm like the Dow Jones of rap my stocks is highAnd it never was all of so stop the liesMothafuckas'll blow your brains out and watch you bleedThe same niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch your seedYou got a dead niggaz, money don't stop the greedThat's why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3And whoever die first, may god forgivethe nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your bizTo my niggaz when I die, keep inhalin' the lyeAnd come to my wake high, when your tellin' me byeWhat goes around comes around, am I comin' or goin'?All i'm tryin' to do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha peopleI'm lookin for the devil 'cuz money's the root of evilAnd 'Kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel look see-thruUntil I flood N-Y with pediquo and diesleCatch me with the top, off my whipBust my gun while it's still tucked so you could hop, off my dickI run with a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks iceBlue pacholies and roliesAt the mob meetin', keep quite when the God speakin'Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'And nevermind who the lox'll sign to (that's right)What difference do it make nigga?Just listen to the tape nigga (c'mon)
[Chorus]
Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die (uh)Kiss han
