That's What It Is (feat. Styles P & Styles) - Eve

Uh, uh Fuck the frail shit, uh, 'cause when my coke come in They gotta use the scale that they weigh the whales with Carlssons on the Jeep, Bugatti made the prototype Hoped you'd get the picture but you just can't photo life Determined niggas make it Kicking down the door and we burning niggas naked The house costs a million, sitting on the beach And the only thing I know, if it's furnished, I'ma take it My bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360 We got the shit that the government got Talking money then you rubbing the spot Real niggas say that they be wilding We on the Cayman Islands on a yacht with our favorite albums A bad ho and a plate of salmon, smoking and drinking Nigga, is you thinking that our fate is violent? I love my nigga for the fact that he real And nobody on the faculty squeal And if you facing capital pun, pass me a gun And I'ma give you time to run while I rapidly peel, uh We gon' make it We gon' make it, we gon' make it We gon' make it We gon' make it, we gon' make it We gon' make it I learned the game quickly, and I don't like to rent So when I fly now, I bring my cars on the plane with me In this case, who's the loser? Ran through enough coke for Castro to build schools in Cuba Teaching kids how to read and write and use the Ruger Motherfuckin' niggas is back, Jada and P We got water, X, haze, plus weight of the D And I'm tired of hearing about old niggas that had it And be the same old niggas that ratted (who cares?) Talking 'bout how we hawk niggas in they fuckin' back Gun work's official but niggas don't be wanting that (Why?) 'Cause they puss and they mans is lame We Soul for Real in the hood, we make Candy Rain I could easily send you to God But come and see me at the Plaza Hotel, I might give you a job If you can't remember the name All you gotta do is ask the dame for the niggas that deliver it hard We gon' make it We gon' make it, we gon' make it We gon' make it We gon' make it, we gon' make it Jada, mwah, I'll kiss you, you bitch ass nigga Bet the hood won't miss you, you bitch ass nigga Might find your man dead in the ocean (he be a'ight though) You know dead rappers get better promotion Why we don't laugh at death, and cry at birth Never say you can't do it 'til you try it first Be the young niggas eager to pull it But it's a message in everything, trust me, even a bullet Go to war with the 8 and the pound Think you got your ear to the street now Put your face in the ground 'cause my shells is expensive You'll know exactly why when you yellin' in intensive My fellas is offensive Lucky 'cause I got guns that crack your back But that's not what I prefer, I manufacture crack And niggas turn bitch when you show 'em the steel But we know how to bid so y'all go 'head and squeal I'm comfortable far from home Eating right, getting good rest either on the bar or the phone I'm the reason niggas got deals the past few years "Sound anything like Kiss? Then sign right here!" And, y'all just talking, I'm doing it well Jadakiss, motherfucker, I'ma see you in hell We gon' make it We gon' make it, we gon' make it We gon' make it We gon' make it, we gon' make it We gon' make it

I'm lightin up for all the ones that didn't make it Pourin liquor out my cup I hold you sacred Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it I'm lightin up for all the ones that didn't make it Pourin liquor out my cup I hold you sacred Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it Since they mournin clip your wings don't wanna see you fly They wanna take your drive from you like a DUI But we live like sky's the limit till we meet the sky I pray dem angels will protect me if dem demons slide California dreaming and its being beats Pistol under the pillow for the B and Es You know we move them supplements like GNC Model bitch gimme brain like she got 3 degrees Chain cold this shit like 3 degrees Told my youngins if they clip and slide you don't need degrees And my gang know I got em till eternity School of hard knocks only killers in my fraternity Can't understand how y'all be out here with no urgency I got a good heart but life put out the worst for me Underdog said I wouldn't make it took it personally Time to move forward ain't no cursin me, Blanco I'm lightin up for all the ones that didn't make it Pourin liquor out my cup I hold you sacred Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it I'm lightin up for all the ones that didn't make it Pourin liquor out my cup I hold you sacred Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it Pour a lil bark out or some dark out No longer running with the narcs out Feeling lost like the handler Lost a lot of homies asking God what he plan for us I know tonight could be the last one Two of em in the whip it's a fast one Gotta know where to go when the cash come Gotta know how to act when the flash come Now that's a picture or gunshot I ain't got to picture a gunshot That is really unfortunate but I know the streets figured how to be a boss in it I'm feeling lost but they said I made it They say I'm shining but I'm feeling jaded They say I'm lit but I'm feeling faded So now I meditate on the shit to say I'm lightin up for all the ones that didn't make it Pourin liquor out my cup I hold you sacred Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it I'm lightin up for all the ones that didn't make it Pourin liquor out my cup I hold you sacred Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

Cheh Crazy It's one of those things man You gotta experience to know what I'm talkin' about It's where the goin' get rough (Akon) The tough stay tough (Styles P) Up front, let's go Konvict, Konvict We in too deep to turn back now D Sure is (yeah) Watch yourself, before you get blown away (watch it) You know where I come from The place where your fate is a mic or a bull or a dum dum A jail cell, a pine box, and brothers is dumb young (young boys) Still bustin' guns for the slum that they come from Cops is the only ones they gon' run from (that's it) They puttin' they hood up But nine out of ten of us ain't got good luck You gon' ride on a man and catch 25 (blown away) Or get hit and get sent to the other side You lose both sides of the coin So me, I play the hood baby, .9 in the groin Mama got a little church I could join, but I ain't go yet Man got a mosque I could join, but I ain't go yet Cool with the devil on my back, I'm in cold sweats 'Bout to do some dirt, in some dirty black old sweats If you known you shoulda shown the way Most the hood on the path to get blown away 'Cause I was raised up to show no fear Cowardly hearts'll never last long here If you ain't man up to make shit clear Guaranteed you'll get blown away 'Cause I done seen the block break down tears And I done seen the cops break my peers Tryin' to hold on a couple more years Tryin' not to get blown away See, I ain't never shot nobody But I'm known for fightin' So when I strike man, you'll think you been struck by lightning Shouldn't have to prove myself by killin' a nigga Even a child can take a life by pulling the trigger Retaliation only takes anger mixed with passion See your target in the distance and keep on blastin' They say, "Guns don't kill people, people do" So when you're hit man, you feel that shit them evils do Can't see myself gettin' beat down, my eyes swollen Mom's cryin' they don't know what happened, my pride's stolen If I ain't got my heat (uh-huh), then I got a blade (uh-huh) That can get you off me in so many ways 'Cause I was raised up to show no fear Cowardly hearts'll never last long here If you ain't man up to make shit clear Guaranteed you'll get blown away 'Cause I done seen the block break down tears And I done seen the cops break my peers Tryin' to hold on a couple more years Tryin' not to get blown away Keep my eye out for Jakes, ears to the streets Other eye out for snakes, and these scandalous freaks If we ain't on good terms, don't bother to speak Don't smile and try to spark a convo with me Same thing make you laugh, will make you cry Fuck around and let this quiet nigga here take your life Hate for it to be you the world sacrifice So somebody else could travel through the tunnel of life 'Cause I'm that type of guy I'll be there when you're ridin', but I stay to myself So if you see me out there with a bear and we fightin' Nigga, then go help the bear 'Cause I was raised up to show no fear Cowardly hearts'll never last long here If you ain't man up to make shit clear Guaranteed you'll get blown away 'Cause I done seen the block break down tears And I done seen the cops break my peers Tryin' to hold on a couple more years Tryin' not to get blown away