Текст песни Jadakiss f Eve, Styles - We Gonna Make It 12"
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[Jadakiss]Uhh, uhFuck.. the.. frail shitUhh, cause when my coke come inthey gotta use the scales that they weigh the whales wit[Styles]Carsons on the jeep, but Gotti made the prototypeHoped you get the picture but you just can`t photo light[Jadakiss]Determined niggaz make itKickin down the door and we burnin niggaz naked[Styles]The house costs a million, sittin on the beachAnd the only thing I know - if it`s furnished, I`ma take it[Jadakiss]My bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360We got the shit that the government gotTalkin money then you rubbin the spot[Stlyes]Real niggaz say that they be wildinWe on the Cayman Islands; on a yacht wit our favorite albums[Jadakiss]A bad hoe and a plate of salmonSmokin and drinkin, nigga is you thinkin that our fate is violent?[Styles]I love my nigga for the fact that he realAnd nobody on the faculty squeal, what[Jadakiss]And if you facin capital pun, pass me a gunAnd I`ma give you time to run, while I rapidly peel, uh[Chorus 2X: Jadakiss]We.. gon`.. make itWe gon` make it, we gon` make it[Eve]Uh, c`monE-V-E, call it a bug in your ear, you never killStill woulda been a threat to you bitches without a dealLife a little liver, I went from hangin out to socializinMind frame change once the dough arrivesYou bitches happy with a touch and a thrill, I need a lot of paperMy stimulation comes from snatchin up dealsHow many times I gotta tell you, silly?Don`t no corny shit come outta PhillyAnd I`ma push it `til the world feel meI`m still as hungry as the day I beganAnd gettin comfortable to let you in ain`t part of the planI need some private jets, fly to islands to watch the sun setA country ranch with throughbreds as petsNothin less than the rich bitch, and watch me take itChickens ain`t a threat to the girl, we gon` make itKeep it crackin like you wouldn`t believe, Double RHot shit, the hottest shit, Styles, Jada and Eve, what?[Chorus][Styles]It`s about time I blowAnd if I don`t do my numbers dog I still got my acesWe robbin industry niggaz, hands on your jewelsAnd if it`s money in the pocket, then DeNiro gotta take itA dog caught a body, still runnin, that`s the basicsFirst nigga in the hood to get his car a faceliftAll my niggaz know more money, more casesFront if you want, that`s my gun in yo` facesMy reputation alone should speak for itselfI come prepared with the chrome and bust the heat for myselfI got a little brother in heaven, my niggaz on the cornerin the yard that`d love to see the God or the sevenPoint 5-4-I-L might not sell, but what the FUCKWhen it comes to bein` hard, I`ma legendDouble R, Styles +is the streets+And the kids pick up shit quick, they gotta see they fathers eatAnd my niggaz is all I gotSo if I gotta go to war with y`all team I`m leavin all y`all shot[Chorus][Styles speaking over chorus]That`s right, we gon` make itWe got no choice but to make itWe got kids to feed, we got people in jail that need packagesWe brothers on the corner, we gotta make them step their game upWe gotta stop gettin arrestedWe gon` make it, we gon` get this paperI swear we will