Текст песни J-Kwon f Jermaine Dupri - Enemies
J-Kwon f Jermaine Dupri - Enemies слова песни
[Hook: JD]They my enemiesDressed in my friends clothesDick ridin thinkin I don`tThey my enemiesDressed in my friends clothesSmile in my face but pop shit behind doorsI wake up, knowin I`m bout to see `em all in my faceLike what up, these motherfuckers all over the placeIm fet up, homie I`m angry and I need me my spaceAnd good luck, with all that thinkin you gon take my place[Verse 1: JD]Its a lotta niggaz in this club poppin bub thats phonyActin like they got nothin but love for the homieStraight 2-faced, they like them niggaz at SonyNow ain`t you the mayor?, I`m the one and onlyFor as long as me and my niggaz been hittin this town like a stormAnd now you gotta see me and Penny arm to armOne day you`ll get it, keep tryin niggaYeah right you ballin, keep lyin niggaI know a lotta ballas, half of `em hate meBankrupt but you must ain`t seen my mobs latelyBe damned if you like me, give a fuck what you rate meI only know 2 words and nigga thats pay meNow we finna stop talkin shit about JDCuz he been doin this shit since y`all was babiesHow you gon, try to degrade meYall ain`t my friends, nigga I ain`t crazy[Hook: JD]They my enemiesDressed in my friends clothesDick ridin thinkin I don`tThey my enemiesDressed in my friends clothesSmile in my face but pop shit behind doorsI wake up, knowin I`m bout to see `em all in my faceLike what up, these motherfuckers all over the placeIm fet up, homie I`m angry and I need me my spaceAnd good luck, with all that thinkin you gon take my place[Verse 1: J-Kwon]Now Ima check and chill til the moment I lose mineAnd when I lose mine, gun stores gon lose linesI thought you knew, Kwon keep 8 on the waste lineIm from the Lou, Kwon flip 8`s to waste timeI spit it, for niggaz who don`t feel my shitShe a whore, I don`t like her you can deal my bitchYou wanna war?, what for?, I peel this bitchBody liftin, done with it, I don`t need this shitYou my enemyDressed in my friends clothesBut when I shoot I do better than Shaq shootin freethrowsA buncha niggaz trippin, they got the game wrongA buncha niggaz feelin like me who bumpin the same songIm evil, while you thinkin you gon take my spotWait til my album drop, quit thinkin you popAnd you rappin hardcore when you knowin you popAnd you sayin you a `rilla when you knowin you not[Hook: JD]They my enemiesDressed in my friends clothesDick ridin thinkin I don`tThey my enemiesDressed in my friends clothesSmile in my face but pop shit behind doorsI wake up, knowin I`m bout to see `em all in my faceLike what up, these motherfuckers all over the placeIm fet up, homie I`m angry and I need me my spaceAnd good luck, with all that thinkin you gon take my place