Jay‐Z feat. Kid Capri It's Like That Lyrics

Vol. 2… Hard Knock Life Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro - Hand It Down
  • 2 Hard Knock Life (Ghetto Anthem)
  • 3 If I Should Die
  • 4 Ride or Die
  • 5 Nigga What, Nigga Who (Originator 99)
  • 6 Money, Cash, Hoes
  • 7 A Week Ago
  • 8 Coming of Age (Da Sequel)
  • 9 Can I Get A…
  • 10 Paper Chase
  • 11 Reservoir Dogs
  • 12 It's Like That
  • 13 It's Alright
  • 14 Money Ain't a Thang
  • Yeah, uh-huh, watch this y'all
    Uhh, watch this y'all
    C'mon, Jigga, watch this y'all
    C'mon, Roc-A-Fella y'all..

    It's Kid Capri and Jay-Z, it's Jay-Z and Kid Capri
    Cause I'm like that yo! I'm really like that

    As a young'un dumbin, gun in the waist
    Sold crack to those who couldn't take the pain
    And had to numb it with base
    Couldn't drink the Henny straight, I needed somethin to chase
    Nowadays I throw shots back, leavin nuttin to waste
    Life's like a treadmill, *****s runnin in place
    Gettin nowhere fast, a whole year done past
    I vowed to never stop winnin, 'til the earth stop spinnin
    Rock hot linen, cop hot cars and hot women
    If it's not him then you got it confused, y'all not rememberin
    My motto is simply I will not lose
    Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
    wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
    I'm raised, illrational, way misunderstood
    If you ain't live like I live, been one with the hood
    I done what I could, to come up with this paper 'til this day still
    Run with the hood, guess it's part of my nature
    If hell awaits a, ***** I'm comin with the razors
    Still flashin ya ****, try to pass me in a six
    Type classy on the wrists, every bit of 30 karats
    This is, not a game this is not why I came
    May these words find a spot on your brain and burn
    Then I recycle my life I shall return

    How tight is your flow?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    How right is your dough?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    How white is your blow?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    Only, write what you know
    Cause I'm like that
    How tight is your flow?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    How right is your dough?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    How white is your blow?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    Only, write what you know
    Cause I'm like that

    I'm a hop skip and a jump from grippin the pump
    Spittin a couple of curse words, and hittin you chump
    ****, I get digits in lumps
    I'm a **********in problem, is this what you want?
    Overachiever, I love chicks that puff cheeba in reefer paper
    I hate the ones that blow up ya beeper
    Cause I, go in ya deeper, I only bone divas
    Impregnate the world when I "cum" through your speakers [ha ha]
    **** hot, my records got the fever
    *****s kick dirt, get ya whole block sweeped up
    I creep up when the beef heats up
    Caught him with his feet up and shoes off, bout to snooze off
    Hatin, cause you can't turn the booze off
    You dudes is too soft, why I don't **** with you all
    I might bark your ex, and spit at the locks
    But, other than that, I don't be ****in with cats
    Just me Ty and B.I., thug it like that
    E, Dame and Biggs, what's ****in with that?
    Y'all can never diss Jigga, get nothin for that
    Other than a couple of slugs in ya back [huh huh]
    Rappers y'all, runnin around like I won't gun ya down
    Last ***** that fronted, two shots spun him around
    Lord, accept this offerin here's somethin for your crown
    I admit no malice, I just met his challenge and won

    How tight is your flow?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    How right is your dough?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    How white is your blow?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    Only, write what you know
    Cause I'm like that
    How tight is your flow?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    How right is your dough?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    How white is your blow?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    Only, write what you know
    Cause I'm like that
    How tight is your flow?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    How right is your dough?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    How white is your blow?
    Cause I'm like that yo
    Only, write what you know
    Cause I'm like that

    Girls and guns, all I want
    stock exchange, rocks and thangs
    Girls and guns, all I want
    stock exchange, rocks and thangs

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