D-Block - Gator Ent. lyrics

{*bang, bang, bang*}

[J-Hood]

J-Hood, this shit is way too easy for me man (f'real)

I swear I need to find somethin else to do (that's word)

Your man Hood'll critical your boy condition (yeah!)

Toss him in the pond & let him get discovered by some old men fishin

You out of your jurisdiction, 'bout to get dealt with

I put my life on this, chump you ain't never felt this (never)

I'm 'bout to pop like a balloon full of boilin water

Cause I'm the nicest nigga out, and I'm callin on the

Lord to give y'all help because y'all sure need it

Cause I'm the best nigga out, so what I'm conceited (J-Hood)

Believe it, like a person bein cloned in front of you

Or like 15 armed predicate felons gunnin you

You sunnin who? You must be fuckin with that white shit (bitch)

Five-oh need to smack yo' ass with a nightstick (brrrap)

J-Hood bitch, boy I came to claim my spot

Collect a couple M-I-L-L's and flame the block (D-Block)

Muh'fucker!

[Jadakiss]

Ah-HA! Gator Entertainment! Light up wodies

Gator Entertainment, ah-HA!

Can't let this money get by me

The game don't change, it stays the same, niggaz just get grimy

Bricks in the ceiling, pounds in the floor

I done seen a lot and heard even more

Yeah okay enough with the war stories

Big niggaz is too small for me, get off of me

And I don't hit the gym or the park

But I put a bullet, right under your brim with the lark

Lil' goldfish niggaz can't swim with the shark

Bring it, yeah, I even get it in with the narcs

I got a bigger heart, I throw bigger darts

They call me the engine the way I make niggaz start

Stashin, hatin, bashin

Slander a nigga whole name with passion

Able to get my hands on 'caine, a great portion

Then I switched out to purple cause they talkin

Where you want it at, your head or your throat

You see a nigga true colors over federal notes

It's better you loc', fishin trip gone wrong

I don't know nuttin, they just found him dead on the boat

Meanwhile I was skiin, gettin head on the slopes

I'm a boss baby, all I do is measure the dope

Every day of the weak heat crystal, fuck that

The green make a nigga do a whole 360

That boy 'Kiss'll burn you; same boots, same jeans

All I do is switch up thermals

By far I'm the nicest (nicest)

You don't ride the track right, they oughta revoke your license

You wanna get on son, you need to ask me

As far as Y.O., as far as the whole East

As far as the whole streets (woo) I spit like a old beast

It's all-out war, it's no peace

And I'm a serious threat

And y'all in serious trouble, cause I ain't take it serious yet

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{Hey Mario!}