featuring The L.O.X. | |
Intro:Jadakiss | |
Uh yeah, yeah, what what, yeah yeah, yeah, what, yeah, what | |
yo, yo, yo, yo, yo | |
Verse One: Jadakiss | |
Yo this is a monopoly, niggaz ain't stoppin' me | |
And we can't lose cuz Puff set us up properly | |
Just won't settle for lesser, who wanna test us | |
We be in the 5 with the goose headrests | |
L.O.X. put niggaz under pressure | |
You shoulda knew that, it's always them new cats that'll get ya | |
Better start lookin at things from my angle | |
I'm trying to be up on the board with a triangle | |
Next to my name with a 10 or a 20 | |
Now that's when you really can say you gettin money | |
But right now all I do is sit back and listen | |
To a wise young man who quickly became a rich one | |
Put me up on the fact that it ain't hard to get some | |
Chips if I just keep writing with ambition | |
Then I get an advance from the 5 to the 6 and | |
House with 2 kitchens, diamonds, plenty women | |
Built-in pool to swim in | |
But the plan is to start from the floor, and raise it up | |
Then you hit'em in the head 'til your days is up | |
You blazin' what, playboy you frail and butt | |
You know when Bad Boy drops, all your sales is cut | |
Chorus: Black Rob | |
Can I Live, no one man can stop me | |
Can I Live, no front-line can block me | |
Can I Live, its enough base for all of us | |
Can I Live, without the names they calling us | |
Can I Live, no one man can stop me | |
Can I Live, no front-line can block me | |
Can I Live, or do I gatta bring it to these kids | |
Can I Live, if I don't live nobody lives | |
Verse Two: Styles | |
Time is money, money is power so I'm sour | |
22 feelin like I've wasted every hour | |
Of my life, shoulda been had a million in ice | |
High as a kite, feeling the flight | |
Turbulence, once in a blue moon I had a dream of fly shit | |
Hanglide to the Alps with this fly chick | |
Condo in Fresno with the lesbo | |
And the honey that she hit know how to stretch blow | |
They know that I'm Styles they respect the flow | |
Why don't y'all let a nigga live and help him make a decimal | |
Truth will set you free what will a lie do | |
Niggaz say I'm God but I be gettin' high too | |
Can't love the money like the niggaz beside you | |
Cuz when the paper gone...you gon' slide too | |
Niggaz wanna ball, but got to fall to rise | |
While the world spins around they wanna stall they eyes | |
Close they ears my nose makes me oppose my fear | |
Cuz I can smell hell | |
Before I sell rat I'll catch a shell farewell | |
Niggaz will never tell | |
Their man that I was pussy | |
Unless they got a gun, and I ain't got one, I might let you push me | |
Chorus | |
Verse Three: Shiek | |
I pray to God to promise me, before I see the pearly gates | |
To let my whole team be straight, mansion no Section 8 | |
Puttin' pressure so that I can make this bed | |
Got 2 mattresses now all I need is the spread | |
With like 4 pillows so my seeds can rest their heads | |
You think platinum is enough, nah Sheek want more | |
Tryin' to sell more than Tickle me Elmo in the store | |
Italian cuisine, Linguin. while my diamonds like-SHING | |
So when I move at night-time you might think it's light-NING | |
Just throw me the ball once and I'll tell you no lie | |
Shiek gonna show you money, like Jerry McGuire | |
It's a thug thing, L.O.X. product thing, conducting | |
Anything for chips while you sit and blab your lips | |
In the restaurant taking tips while Sheek on trips | |
Logos on our ships bustin' at the eclipse | |
While im pissy, spittin' up Crissy in the water | |
But you can do that for money, when 100's like a quarter... | |
Chorus | |
Verse Four: Black Rob | |
This is to my AK tollas, money bill foldas | |
Bambin soldiers, whips wit big motors | |
On the low for years, the Feds can't decode us | |
We bust rounds, all you gotta do is load us | |
My night time prowlers, and grimmey after hours | |
Karl Kani, Mumalo wear, Eddie Bauers | |
Flippin cake niggaz, who strip and take niggaz | |
Upstate niggaz, my Crystal Lake niggaz | |
We gonna hold it down if we gotta shake niggaz | |
And make niggaz do what we say, or break niggaz | |
Survival of the fitist, it ain't me cause I did it | |
Now you see me shinnin 2 mill with my diamonds | |
And I owe it all to heart grimmin | |
Don't mean i'm gonna stop climbin, 9-9, it's good timin | |
I salute my thugs, who rock | |
With the drugz and switch gunz, and pay 30 thou for the slum | |
Make it happen, I swear to God if I don't make it rappin | |
I'm clappin, extortin, and robbin niggz cribs and contactin | |
Can I live... | |
Can I Live, no one man can stop me | |
Can I Live, no front-line can block me | |
Can I Live, or do I gatta bring it to these kids | |
Can I Live, if I don't live nobody lives | |
Can I Live, no one man can stop me | |
Can I Live, no front-line can block me | |
Can I Live, its enough base for all of us | |
Can I Live, without the names they calling us |
featuring The L. O. X. | |
Intro: Jadakiss | |
Uh yeah, yeah, what what, yeah yeah, yeah, what, yeah, what | |
yo, yo, yo, yo, yo | |
Verse One: Jadakiss | |
Yo this is a monopoly, niggaz ain' t stoppin' me | |
And we can' t lose cuz Puff set us up properly | |
Just won' t settle for lesser, who wanna test us | |
We be in the 5 with the goose headrests | |
L. O. X. put niggaz under pressure | |
You shoulda knew that, it' s always them new cats that' ll get ya | |
Better start lookin at things from my angle | |
I' m trying to be up on the board with a triangle | |
Next to my name with a 10 or a 20 | |
Now that' s when you really can say you gettin money | |
But right now all I do is sit back and listen | |
To a wise young man who quickly became a rich one | |
Put me up on the fact that it ain' t hard to get some | |
Chips if I just keep writing with ambition | |
Then I get an advance from the 5 to the 6 and | |
House with 2 kitchens, diamonds, plenty women | |
Builtin pool to swim in | |
But the plan is to start from the floor, and raise it up | |
Then you hit' em in the head ' til your days is up | |
You blazin' what, playboy you frail and butt | |
You know when Bad Boy drops, all your sales is cut | |
Chorus: Black Rob | |
Can I Live, no one man can stop me | |
Can I Live, no frontline can block me | |
Can I Live, its enough base for all of us | |
Can I Live, without the names they calling us | |
Can I Live, no one man can stop me | |
Can I Live, no frontline can block me | |
Can I Live, or do I gatta bring it to these kids | |
Can I Live, if I don' t live nobody lives | |
Verse Two: Styles | |
Time is money, money is power so I' m sour | |
22 feelin like I' ve wasted every hour | |
Of my life, shoulda been had a million in ice | |
High as a kite, feeling the flight | |
Turbulence, once in a blue moon I had a dream of fly shit | |
Hanglide to the Alps with this fly chick | |
Condo in Fresno with the lesbo | |
And the honey that she hit know how to stretch blow | |
They know that I' m Styles they respect the flow | |
Why don' t y' all let a nigga live and help him make a decimal | |
Truth will set you free what will a lie do | |
Niggaz say I' m God but I be gettin' high too | |
Can' t love the money like the niggaz beside you | |
Cuz when the paper gone... you gon' slide too | |
Niggaz wanna ball, but got to fall to rise | |
While the world spins around they wanna stall they eyes | |
Close they ears my nose makes me oppose my fear | |
Cuz I can smell hell | |
Before I sell rat I' ll catch a shell farewell | |
Niggaz will never tell | |
Their man that I was pussy | |
Unless they got a gun, and I ain' t got one, I might let you push me | |
Chorus | |
Verse Three: Shiek | |
I pray to God to promise me, before I see the pearly gates | |
To let my whole team be straight, mansion no Section 8 | |
Puttin' pressure so that I can make this bed | |
Got 2 mattresses now all I need is the spread | |
With like 4 pillows so my seeds can rest their heads | |
You think platinum is enough, nah Sheek want more | |
Tryin' to sell more than Tickle me Elmo in the store | |
Italian cuisine, Linguin. while my diamonds likeSHING | |
So when I move at nighttime you might think it' s lightNING | |
Just throw me the ball once and I' ll tell you no lie | |
Shiek gonna show you money, like Jerry McGuire | |
It' s a thug thing, L. O. X. product thing, conducting | |
Anything for chips while you sit and blab your lips | |
In the restaurant taking tips while Sheek on trips | |
Logos on our ships bustin' at the eclipse | |
While im pissy, spittin' up Crissy in the water | |
But you can do that for money, when 100' s like a quarter... | |
Chorus | |
Verse Four: Black Rob | |
This is to my AK tollas, money bill foldas | |
Bambin soldiers, whips wit big motors | |
On the low for years, the Feds can' t decode us | |
We bust rounds, all you gotta do is load us | |
My night time prowlers, and grimmey after hours | |
Karl Kani, Mumalo wear, Eddie Bauers | |
Flippin cake niggaz, who strip and take niggaz | |
Upstate niggaz, my Crystal Lake niggaz | |
We gonna hold it down if we gotta shake niggaz | |
And make niggaz do what we say, or break niggaz | |
Survival of the fitist, it ain' t me cause I did it | |
Now you see me shinnin 2 mill with my diamonds | |
And I owe it all to heart grimmin | |
Don' t mean i' m gonna stop climbin, 99, it' s good timin | |
I salute my thugs, who rock | |
With the drugz and switch gunz, and pay 30 thou for the slum | |
Make it happen, I swear to God if I don' t make it rappin | |
I' m clappin, extortin, and robbin niggz cribs and contactin | |
Can I live... | |
Can I Live, no one man can stop me | |
Can I Live, no frontline can block me | |
Can I Live, or do I gatta bring it to these kids | |
Can I Live, if I don' t live nobody lives | |
Can I Live, no one man can stop me | |
Can I Live, no frontline can block me | |
Can I Live, its enough base for all of us | |
Can I Live, without the names they calling us |
featuring The L. O. X. | |
Intro: Jadakiss | |
Uh yeah, yeah, what what, yeah yeah, yeah, what, yeah, what | |
yo, yo, yo, yo, yo | |
Verse One: Jadakiss | |
Yo this is a monopoly, niggaz ain' t stoppin' me | |
And we can' t lose cuz Puff set us up properly | |
Just won' t settle for lesser, who wanna test us | |
We be in the 5 with the goose headrests | |
L. O. X. put niggaz under pressure | |
You shoulda knew that, it' s always them new cats that' ll get ya | |
Better start lookin at things from my angle | |
I' m trying to be up on the board with a triangle | |
Next to my name with a 10 or a 20 | |
Now that' s when you really can say you gettin money | |
But right now all I do is sit back and listen | |
To a wise young man who quickly became a rich one | |
Put me up on the fact that it ain' t hard to get some | |
Chips if I just keep writing with ambition | |
Then I get an advance from the 5 to the 6 and | |
House with 2 kitchens, diamonds, plenty women | |
Builtin pool to swim in | |
But the plan is to start from the floor, and raise it up | |
Then you hit' em in the head ' til your days is up | |
You blazin' what, playboy you frail and butt | |
You know when Bad Boy drops, all your sales is cut | |
Chorus: Black Rob | |
Can I Live, no one man can stop me | |
Can I Live, no frontline can block me | |
Can I Live, its enough base for all of us | |
Can I Live, without the names they calling us | |
Can I Live, no one man can stop me | |
Can I Live, no frontline can block me | |
Can I Live, or do I gatta bring it to these kids | |
Can I Live, if I don' t live nobody lives | |
Verse Two: Styles | |
Time is money, money is power so I' m sour | |
22 feelin like I' ve wasted every hour | |
Of my life, shoulda been had a million in ice | |
High as a kite, feeling the flight | |
Turbulence, once in a blue moon I had a dream of fly shit | |
Hanglide to the Alps with this fly chick | |
Condo in Fresno with the lesbo | |
And the honey that she hit know how to stretch blow | |
They know that I' m Styles they respect the flow | |
Why don' t y' all let a nigga live and help him make a decimal | |
Truth will set you free what will a lie do | |
Niggaz say I' m God but I be gettin' high too | |
Can' t love the money like the niggaz beside you | |
Cuz when the paper gone... you gon' slide too | |
Niggaz wanna ball, but got to fall to rise | |
While the world spins around they wanna stall they eyes | |
Close they ears my nose makes me oppose my fear | |
Cuz I can smell hell | |
Before I sell rat I' ll catch a shell farewell | |
Niggaz will never tell | |
Their man that I was pussy | |
Unless they got a gun, and I ain' t got one, I might let you push me | |
Chorus | |
Verse Three: Shiek | |
I pray to God to promise me, before I see the pearly gates | |
To let my whole team be straight, mansion no Section 8 | |
Puttin' pressure so that I can make this bed | |
Got 2 mattresses now all I need is the spread | |
With like 4 pillows so my seeds can rest their heads | |
You think platinum is enough, nah Sheek want more | |
Tryin' to sell more than Tickle me Elmo in the store | |
Italian cuisine, Linguin. while my diamonds likeSHING | |
So when I move at nighttime you might think it' s lightNING | |
Just throw me the ball once and I' ll tell you no lie | |
Shiek gonna show you money, like Jerry McGuire | |
It' s a thug thing, L. O. X. product thing, conducting | |
Anything for chips while you sit and blab your lips | |
In the restaurant taking tips while Sheek on trips | |
Logos on our ships bustin' at the eclipse | |
While im pissy, spittin' up Crissy in the water | |
But you can do that for money, when 100' s like a quarter... | |
Chorus | |
Verse Four: Black Rob | |
This is to my AK tollas, money bill foldas | |
Bambin soldiers, whips wit big motors | |
On the low for years, the Feds can' t decode us | |
We bust rounds, all you gotta do is load us | |
My night time prowlers, and grimmey after hours | |
Karl Kani, Mumalo wear, Eddie Bauers | |
Flippin cake niggaz, who strip and take niggaz | |
Upstate niggaz, my Crystal Lake niggaz | |
We gonna hold it down if we gotta shake niggaz | |
And make niggaz do what we say, or break niggaz | |
Survival of the fitist, it ain' t me cause I did it | |
Now you see me shinnin 2 mill with my diamonds | |
And I owe it all to heart grimmin | |
Don' t mean i' m gonna stop climbin, 99, it' s good timin | |
I salute my thugs, who rock | |
With the drugz and switch gunz, and pay 30 thou for the slum | |
Make it happen, I swear to God if I don' t make it rappin | |
I' m clappin, extortin, and robbin niggz cribs and contactin | |
Can I live... | |
Can I Live, no one man can stop me | |
Can I Live, no frontline can block me | |
Can I Live, or do I gatta bring it to these kids | |
Can I Live, if I don' t live nobody lives | |
Can I Live, no one man can stop me | |
Can I Live, no frontline can block me | |
Can I Live, its enough base for all of us | |
Can I Live, without the names they calling us |