Jadakiss Lyrics
"Time's
Up"
(feat. Nate Dogg)
[Jadakiss]
Yeah,
yo, I'm the nigga with the perpetual oyster bars
Mother of pearl delivery,
voice of God
And...it's hard just being the boss
Being I can't go to jail
cause them years'll cost me
Don't get me wrong, lay a nigga down if he force
me
Rather just sit back and roll a dutch
Think how I'ma put the game in
the cobra clutch
Think about how I'ma get the 'caine over Customs
Never
underestimate niggaz, or over trust them
Uh...yeah them M's is right in my
face
I just gotta throw my Timbs on and tighten my lace
If it don't jam,
the Tech will spray
When I spit everybody gotta split like pepper spray
Cause
I'm a nigga that hate to settle
I'm a man of the Lord but I still can't shake
the devil
Moved away and still can't escape the ghetto, what
[Chorus:
Nate Dogg]
The time to talk is up
So bring the heat, that time is over
While
you running your mouth I'm creeping up over your shoulder
A gun, a knife, a
bat, a brick, anything I can get my hands on
Call my bluff, start acting up,
and I'll leave you underground
[Jadakiss]
I know
how to get my pairs off me
They can cry and die from high blood pressure cause
tears are salty
It's a symptom if you bobbin your head
Know that he's sick,
know the flow is ridic', now throw him a grip
When I get it, you already know
I'm throwin them bricks
Puttin purple everywhere, daddy, I'm throwin them nicks
That's
right, homey, you can't move me
I ain't goin nowhere, I'm in the hood like
bootleg movies
All you shootin is the breeze, a bootleg uzi
I'm just waitin
on a que like Suzie, don't lose me
These penitentiary chances that I take
Should
be able to get the mansion by the lake
But I invest my bread into something
else
Into something else that'll make something melt
You just gotta feel
the kid
if not rap for the fact of how real he is, whatever
[Chorus]
[Jadakiss]
Aiyo,
niggaz know the champ is in here
He took it from crack to rap, now he put out
two anthems a year
And I just wanna rock for a century
Then chase the book
with the documentary
If you, can't do nothin other than flow
Life's a bitch
like the mother from +Blow+, let's go
Don't make me put your heart in your
lap
Fuck ridin the beat, nigga, I parallel park on the track
Hop out lookin
crispy, fresh and new
In the six, but it's a BM, and it's Pepsi blue
And,
I don't know you.
But I know a man becomes a man from all the shit that he
go through
Ya'll ain't fuckin with Jason
After I cash in, there's really
no justification
Of how I'm gonna change the game, so don't get outta line
Cause
this little nine will change your frame, what up
[Chorus]
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