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Viewing Lyrics for Ha Jay Z Remix:

Artist:Juvenile
Taken from the album 400 Degreez by Juvenile
Album:400 Degreez
Track:Ha Jay Z Remix
 
Date Added:27/04/2015
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Lyrics:Jay Z]
Bounce bounce bounce
J j j j j Juvenile and Jigga
The remix


[Juvenile]
You at the point of no return ha
If your daddy get out the way
with you you gon to let him
learn ha
Life's a b--ch ha
n---as be fakin
but you ain't givin em s--t ha
You stealin the bricks ha
You got a wife and three
kids ha
But you be f--kin around right in the neighborhood you live ha
You own a
truck ha
With tv's and cd's rimmed up, ha
f--kin em up, ha
You won't be
stuntin on your cell, ha
Get your partner some money orders and commence to jail, ha

You bout ready to roll a draw, ha
Some of that drove, ha
You bout to get you some
more, ha
You that n---a with all that cheese, ha
You that n---a that whipped that
girl and she called the police, ha
You understand, ha
You ain't gon cry like a
b--ch, you gon be a man, ha
Where ever you stand, ha

[Chorus] X 2

You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G until the moment you expire

You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be
crying and suffering

[Jay-Z]
You done got yourself in some deep s--t

Now you stuck in your house, you gotta peep the remix
You can't go out cuz they gon leave
you in a deep ditch
And hit you with the sign if you decide to keep s--t
The only
reason you alive cuz you read lips
And you drove by the block, low and you seein s--t

Seen em mouthin off, they don't need this s--t
How they sick of you, duckin, dodgin
and weavin and s--t
How they call you when you don't return they beeps
Now they
ready to kill you and all your peeps
You done f--ked around with some wild n---as

You done f--ked off the dough and Juvenile and Jigga's
You better get it back, or sleep
where the river's at
They send shots through your fifty cap
They got big guns that
go brrrrrrrap, brrrrrrrap, brrrrap
Where your n---as at?

[Chorus] X 2


[Juvenile]
You gotta get up off your ass, ha
And make the cash, ha

And stay away from them bags, ha
Two and two done come together, ha
Juvi and
Jigga, ha
Straight up guerrillas, ha
That n---a mad and fresh a fool, ha
He
be playin it to the b--ches on every song he do, ha
My f--kin album going plat, ha

You bought the tape, ha
Tell em ain't none of it fake, ha
You got a shipment coming
in, ha
During the week, ha
Got a little something for me, ha
You boy and
them be drawin heat, ha
But that's your wootie so you gotta find you someone to creep, ha

n---a tired of livin fast, ha
Your boy hit the stash, ha
Now you wanna go
bust his ass, ha
You keep it real, ha
You don't f--k with no n---a but you will
kill, ha
You know how it feel, ha

[Chorus] X 2
 


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man_method_hard_to_kill

Method Man:]

Yeah, play times over mutha phuckaz, Spice 1's defiantly in
mutha
phuckin' effect.
You know what I'm saying? bringing it to all you b--ch aaa n---az,
so
raise up
and recognize, and understand that this brother is hard to
kill.

[Spice 1:]

I'm running this n---az off their block taking their s--t
kicking it to
the b--ches.
People cant lift off your spot I'm leaving your s--t all up in
stitches.
n---a,
Bullets go through the door, I'll shoot you and that ho, got a cap
for
each
n---a f--king with my cash flow. Pid cap, be love cap pid, because in
the
neighborhood
cause still kill at will.

Gotta keep on my pistol on tight, slanging
sugar delite, that china
white got these
n---az killing each other tonight, sometimes a
turf is like a war zone,
or even
Vietnam, not at the movies but you still see the died
come. And a n---a
catch a slug,
caps' be pulled for fun foo, you got to watch your s--t
before we pull a
ak on your
own blood, se n---az will stick you for your cash, that's when
they
enter the t-shirt
contest to super soak their ass. So Method Man show these n---az
the
deal. Let these
mutha phuckaz know that your hard to kill.

[Method
Man:]

Who dat n---a? You on with me with the super fly Methtical n---a. Who
want to
die?
For year n---a. Wow, even try to test sides. Challenger your the bird
with
my 45
cabolar. Can it be that this is the S.P.I.C.E. 1 and the method
mutha phucka
with the guns
blazing? You trail, my god, its amazing. Where your punk
at?
Nightmares like Wes Craven.
The bigger the critter, the harder to pull
the trigga.
I'll send your aaa back to the dark
side n---a. Your a snake, I've seen
you sliver,
so I deliver with death. We'll throw your
punk aaa in the river. On the
battle ship
I'm the captain. Beat that aaa bloody as I send
it to the camp. Tical!

[Chorus]

S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to
killah, hard to killah.
S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah.

S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah.

[Spice
1:]

Blah! These mutha phuckaz nutz if you want to murder me, harder to kill
than
your
average mutha phuckin' G. Rollz with the uzi with that s--t that will
make your
body
drop. Cause if your shot, tic toc and you don't stop. n---a, down for
my
strap
n---az on their back, no rat-tat-tat so its on the map. Died come
again,
coming
straight out of my jaws, got these n---az screaming out paws,
pistol
grip and breaking
out their jaws. yeah, so you don't want to f--k with me, many
n---az out
there to go
nuts with me. And even on your block smoke them like a f--ked up
bell,
cant be caught
by no Po-Po's cant be put in no slammer. I don't be f--king with
no
snitches, aint no
body going to tell, leave your d--k in the dirt, and yo momma as
well.
New York
to Cali n---az are hard to kill, s--t is too real, your a ignorant
mutha
f--ka if your
not riding with your steal.

[Chorus]

S.P.I.C.E.
come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah.
S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to
killah, hard to killah, hard to killah.
S.P.I.C.E. coming from the bay area, bay area, puffing
carea.
S.P.I.C.E. coming from the bay area, bay area, puffing carea.
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1-8-7

[Outro: Spice 1]

Capping your aaa for the 94, what you know? Grab your
glock. Blah! Me
burst out first 'Mon.
We are in 7000 G

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