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letra de we back - jadakiss

[intro: sheek louch]
yeah
sheek louch
eh yo, kiss
[?] styles p
[?] n-ggas
[?] right?
f-ck it, let’s go

[chorus: jadakiss & sheek louch]
l.o.x., motherf-cker
run and tell the hood we back
l.o.x., motherf-cker
more boddies, more guns, more crack
l.o.x., motherf-cker
run and tell the hood we back
l.o.x., motherf-cker
more boddies, more guns, more crack
[verse 1: sheek louch]
[?] this microphone
[?] the hood, [?]
[?] 20 pieces in the drug free zone
still like conversation, when i talk on the phone
[?]
[?] rap like i’m [?]
[?] when it’s beef, get the chopper
[?] a trash can like i’m oscar
more boddies, more crack, more guns
i figured we’d come back, make a couple more 1’s
hit, already looking at a thousand on my sons
[?]
[?] dr. dres [?] sl!ck ricks and [?]
you never heard [?] do it like we do
more money, but this not [?]
sheek louch homie, microphone k!ller
no shirt on, silverback gorilla

[chorus: jadakiss & sheek louch]
l.o.x., motherf-cker
run and tell the hood we back
l.o.x., motherf-cker
more boddies, more guns, more crack
l.o.x., motherf-cker
run and tell the hood we back
l.o.x., motherf-cker
more boddies, more guns, more crack
[verse 2: jadakiss]
original coke movers, i see these [?]
[?] go smoother, the [?] tryna lose her
it gotta be god, if [?] devils
the hole in the wall, pool table, that ain’t level
i mean to offend you, if you dropped an album in the last ten years, then my d.n.a. is in you
can’t be [?] wishing too
[?] these lil n-ggas know who they listen to
finally the underdogs over the hump
[?] cash man, [?] over the pump
snitches [?] me, as far as the b-tches, they still thirsty
as far as the riches, i’m still worthy
whatever you want, i can get it by the thousand
knock it off like [?] housing
i can drop a [?] it hit you
kiss [?] book or the motion picture

[chorus: jadakiss & sheek louch]
l.o.x., motherf-cker
run and tell the hood we back
l.o.x., motherf-cker
more boddies, more guns, more crack
l.o.x., motherf-cker
run and tell the hood we back
l.o.x., motherf-cker
more boddies, more guns, more crack
[verse 3: styles p]
what else can i say that the others didn’t?
l.o.x. tought you everything that your mother didn’t
i shoot the gun till the trigger break
all the rubber missing
go and get another one
you on another mission
there’s no one like me, quite frankley [?]
i’ll put your [?]
all on your nikes
still talk block sh-t
whole lotta [?]
but i’m from the streets, so i never take nonsense
you don’t want your arm bent, folloed by your throat slit
[?] take a ride on the ghost ship
more boddies, more guns, more crack
more [?], more shots, more n-ggas that’s running [?] stacks
talk to the cartells, never on the phone though
only on my front yard, when i get my lawn moed
you don’t want a bullit in your [?] or your cornroes
l.o.x. is back, [?] tell them that it’s on, yo

- jadakiss

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