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Niggas Mad Cause I Can Rap - Jay Rock (Ft. Black Hippy)
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Niggas Mad Cause I Can Rap Jay Rock (Ft. Black Hippy)

Niggas Mad Cause I Can Rap - Jay Rock (Ft. Black Hippy)
[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
Okay, niggas mad that I can rap
Just imagine if I stayed in the trap
Cooking up chickens like Colonel Sanders up in the kitchen
I spit it like I'm reminiscing
That could make it a premonition, listen
I was just a lad on my project steps
Now that I'm thinking back, the projects was the best
But niggas mad that I can rap
They even turn they heads when they giving me dap
Because they bitches heads always fall in my lap
I just jump and I swim and I run me a lap
I wish Q-Tip woulda gave me this track
I would've bodied it, like the Aftermath or shotty kicks
Superb with my nouns and vеrbs
I can splurge a rhyme or take a rappеr's critical lifeline
On my life, I'm not lying
They bite mines, I'm a python, squeezing the game
Big guns like SOCOM, I got aim
Troopers, bazookas, could shoot down planes
But that's another note
Let me bless you with another quote
How I remain unseen, grab you a telescope
I'm hella dope like like 36 O's of coke
Roundtable, mixing Hennesy with the coke
This gonna be a cold winter, better buy a coat
Top Dawg, money gang, nigga, we a cult
I ain't got a bank account, dawg, I got a vault
And you got my name in your mouth by the gulp
I withstand all that
Give me my check and respect, I demand all that
Before I pop, pop, blam, all that
And my gun don't jam like that, bumbaclot
Get your mama shot, me fear none
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