Tytuł: My enemies

• Wykonawca: J-Kwon
• Wyświetleń: 260

  
   [Jermaine Dupri chorus]
  They my enemies
  Dressed in my friends clothes
  Dick ridin thinkin I don't know
  They my enemies
  Dressed in my friends clothes
  Smile in my face but pop shit behind door
  
  [J.D Bridge]
  I wake up, knowin' I'm bout to see em' all in my face
  Like what up, these mutha fuckers all over the place
  I'm fed up, Homie I'm angry and I need me my space
  And good luck, wit all that thinkin' you goin take my place
  
  It's alot of niggas in this club popin' bub thats foney
  Actin like they got nothing but love for the homie
  Straight 2 faced like them niggas at Sony
  (now ain't you the mayor)
  I'm the one and only
  For the longest me and my niggas
  Been hittin this town like a storm
  And now you gotta see me and Penny arm to arm
  One day you'll get it
  Keep tryin nigga
  Yeah right you ballin, keep tryin nigga
  I know alot of ballers
  Half of em' hate me
  Bankrupt, bitch you must ain't see my moms lately
  Be damned if you like me
  Give a fuck what you rate me
  I only know 2 words
  And nigga thats pay me
  Now we finna stop talkin shit about J.D
  Cuz he been doin' this shit since yall was babies
  How you goin' try to degrade me
  Yall aint my friends nigga I ain't crazy
  
  [J.D Chorus]
  
  [J.D Bridge]
  
  [J-kwon]
  Now I'm what can chill
  Till the moment I lose mine
  And when I lose mines
  Gun stores gone lose nines
  I thought you knew Kwon keep 8 on the waist line
  I'm from the Lou
  Kwon flip H to waist time
  I spit it, for niggas who don't fee my shit
  She a whore I don't like her
  You can get on my bitch
  She want a war, what for I'll peel this bitch
  Body lifted gun wit it I don't need this shit
  You my enemie
  Dressed in my friends clothes
  But when I shoot I do better
  Than Shaq doin free throws
  A bunch of niggas trippin
  That got the game wrong
  A bunch of niggas fealin like me who bumpin' the same song
  I'm evil, why you think you goin take my spot
  Waitin till my album drop quit thinkin you pop
  And you rappin hard core
  When oyu knowin you pop
  And you sayin you a realla when you knowin you not
  
  [J.D chorus]
  
  [J.D Bridge]