Lox - Who Did You Expect lyrics
rate me[Jadakiss]<br />
Yo even if I just cooked up, if money's comin give you it moist<br />
And don't be scared to die, I aint give you a choice<br />
Niggas'll try to kill you 'cause of what they think you got<br />
And the ambulance'll take longer if they think you shot<br />
Nigga fuck the bullshit, Kiss keep a full clip<br />
In front of the store rockin gauze in the woolrich<br />
Blowin sticky green grass, that'll sit me on my ass<br />
Wit a mean sports coupe with 160 on the dash<br />
So what I got a Rollie, and it got alotta ice<br />
I pull my gun out, and bet I get another one tonight<br />
Your brother died, bet your mother lose another son tonight<br />
I'm clever, only time we party, when we beat a body<br />
Or when they free Gotti, so that means never<br />
To my niggas in they cell wit a hour of rec<br />
Or K.L., for beatin a coward to death<br />
I feel y'all, so feel me, even if y'all guilty<br />
Time y'all niggas come home, the god'll be filthy<br />
Even though by then these faggots probably be done killed me<br />
I tell my son, keep it real, give y'all niggas each a bill<br />
So what's the deal, niggas y'all know the deal, uh<br />
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CHORUS: Jadakiss<br />
Who did you expect, what, L O X to the death<br />
And we go hard dog, everytime, nothing less<br />
Catch us at the dice game, blowin a thou<br />
Never go in to trial, coppin out, holdin it down<br />
We could get it on, any way shape or form<br />
Any day of the week, Styles, Jada, and Sheek<br />
It aint hot 'less we are niggas we are the heat<br />
*We Are The Streets* and we makin it hard to eat<br />
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[Sheek]<br />
Ayo, you say fuck me, I feel the same way about you bitch<br />
Niggas made you rich and now you act like this<br />
Who them thuggest niggas on your team, guns to the triple beam<br />
Without rap my nickles gleam, drug money make it seem<br />
Fast, niggas puff hydro and hash like it's nicotine<br />
Fake niggas, rid o theem, who flip from wealth<br />
You want space, I give your whole hospital room to yourself<br />
I got doctors who make housecalls when niggas get hit<br />
That way the press and the cops run shit, feel me kid<br />
When it comes to thuggin it, nigga that's my sport<br />
I even pick up your shells so you won't get caught<br />
Dumb dumbs, niggas camouflaged playin as bums<br />
Pop up, shoot through the liquor bottle, straighten your lungs<br />
Take the bum clothes off, buy a paper at the newsstand<br />
Walk by me, scream out, "Somebody help this man"<br />
Not even life insurance helpin your fam, I'm takin that<br />
I'm from Yonkers motherfucker, where the murderers at<br />
Murderous gat, we bloodline no cur in our pack<br />
You owe us dough, have it as that, I leave it at that, faggots<br />
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[Styles]<br />
Spittin to live, two bullets hittin your ribs<br />
You christen your kids, I let my son listen to B.I.G.<br />
I won't stop til a thousand niggas fit in my crib<br />
I won't be happy til my last nigga finish his bid<br />
All on the top, yeah you could ball in a drop<br />
I'd rather, ball in a yacht, no callin the cops<br />
In the middle of the ocean, lettin my nine pop<br />
Givin a dime cock, blowin away<br />
Baggin the yae, tryin to get a wagon a day<br />
Pick up a quarter, and still throw my chain in the water<br />
Watch on the floor, bitch I'll put my glock in your jaw<br />
Niggas think they own a label, just signed a deal<br />
You poppin that bullshit they might find you killed<br />
Slum throwin the highway, behind the wheel<br />
Or you could do it my way, relax and chill<br />
You could worship SP sell cracks and peels<br />
Bitch I smack your mouth while you smoke in the field<br />
Run up in your house, then alarmin your grill<br />
Drama for real, you never seen honor and will<br />
Til you wake up in the mornin and your mama is killed<br />
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