Ice Pick Jadakiss (Ft. Styles P)
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[Intro: Jadakiss]
I ain't gon' do too much on this
It's that Vincent Price type of shit
(Kill kill kill! Kill kill kill! Kill kill kill!)
[Verse 1: Jadakiss]
Every verse is a novel (read)
Every other chapter, I bust you or carve you (bleed)
I'm a grown man, so I don't wanna argue (uh-huh)
1-point-somethin' for the stone in the marble, mmm!
Thank God for the things that I got already (thank you)
No housewarming, crib hot already (oof!)
I'm heroin compatible, powder-ready (uh)
Them niggas that booked you is in the crowd already (kill kill kill!)
G-wagon'll do store runs (haha)
I ain't votin' this year, just coppin' more guns (yep)
Big funerals, everybody can all come
Mortician, hell of a job, body was awesome (awesome)
Body on the ratchet, only reason to toss 'em (mmm)
Probably up in the Four Seasons havin' a foursome (haha)
Lucky they get a Uber, I usually iron horse 'em (yep)
As far as the dope boys go, I endorse them, what!
[Chorus: Styles P & (Jadakiss)]
Killin' these niggas like it's a sport now
Foul as a Rockefeller or Rothschild
Tailor made cloth on my body, holdin' the fort down
Room full of bosses callin' me boss now (what!)
Killin' these niggas like it's a sport now (what, nigga?)
Foul as a Rockefeller or Rothschild (uh)
Tailor made cloth on my body, holdin' the fort down
(HA-HAAAEEH!) Room full of bosses callin' me boss now
I ain't gon' do too much on this
It's that Vincent Price type of shit
(Kill kill kill! Kill kill kill! Kill kill kill!)
[Verse 1: Jadakiss]
Every verse is a novel (read)
Every other chapter, I bust you or carve you (bleed)
I'm a grown man, so I don't wanna argue (uh-huh)
1-point-somethin' for the stone in the marble, mmm!
Thank God for the things that I got already (thank you)
No housewarming, crib hot already (oof!)
I'm heroin compatible, powder-ready (uh)
Them niggas that booked you is in the crowd already (kill kill kill!)
G-wagon'll do store runs (haha)
I ain't votin' this year, just coppin' more guns (yep)
Big funerals, everybody can all come
Mortician, hell of a job, body was awesome (awesome)
Body on the ratchet, only reason to toss 'em (mmm)
Probably up in the Four Seasons havin' a foursome (haha)
Lucky they get a Uber, I usually iron horse 'em (yep)
As far as the dope boys go, I endorse them, what!
[Chorus: Styles P & (Jadakiss)]
Killin' these niggas like it's a sport now
Foul as a Rockefeller or Rothschild
Tailor made cloth on my body, holdin' the fort down
Room full of bosses callin' me boss now (what!)
Killin' these niggas like it's a sport now (what, nigga?)
Foul as a Rockefeller or Rothschild (uh)
Tailor made cloth on my body, holdin' the fort down
(HA-HAAAEEH!) Room full of bosses callin' me boss now
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