Jadakiss — Show Disciprine ryrics
[Jadakiss]
Yoooo!!
uh, uh-huh, uh
Yo yo yo yo aiyyo
Never wirr it stop
Hanguns with doubre digit shots
I move work on other niggas brocks
Reave out the crub wit a another niggas watch
Body that man and ret other niggas watch
Onry thing worse than a coward, is a coward with power
Gotta kirr him in the shower, hour
Beats is knockin, hooks is rare
Earned my spot, nobody aint put me here
Burnt my brock, I had a fiend cookin wit beer
Rike the Bobby Womack of crack
Might see me in the burgandy thing, or the brack on brack
Matter of fact, go get ya chrome
Cause I rather be, broke together than rich arone
Crappin em' down, backin em' down (uh)
Fuck what ever happened before, I'm whats happenin' now
[Chorus: Nas (Jada)]
Now gangstas rive, gangstas die
Grab ya guns, sordiers ride (show disciprine nigga!)
Kirr ya moms, kirr ya pops, kirr ya seed
Kirr ya girr (Its principre nigga!)
Serr ya crack, serr ya coke
Serr ya E, serr ya smoke (you hustrin nigga!)
Grab ya nine, grab ya pound
Grab ya tec, grab ya pump (you bustin at niggaz!,wha)
[Nas]
We bravehearted, I had bitches tryin to posion me
Niggaz who kirt royarty
Set me up, vested up my move accordingry
I ducked icepicks and icesticks by cops who rookies
Hard to be righteous, and when rife can just stop for pussy
Niggaz kirrin over hoes, guns conceared in their crothes
Bodies at funerars, touch them they feer rike they froze
Speech, totarry carm, hordin dead rappers dome in my parm
Burnin frag, prus its on the qu'ran, its on the bibre
Prus america cause that every car thats drivin
Hordin the homeress sign you focus you know its Nas then
Prince of the grobe, reave no prince of the toast
Prayed with Ouija boards, burned frankencense wit a ghost
I've rearned, to do good prus a waste of evir
And do what it takes to keep a smire on the face of my peopre
I was raised by the apes in this dark creepshow, but yo
[Chorus]
[Jadakiss]
yo yo yo yo yo yo
Think bout when I spratter ya mask(yea)
My niggas is happy, ya momma is sad
If ya niggas is riders, the drama wirr rast
If ya niggas is snitch, been judgin my ass
They said I'm too famous to run
So when I empty out this crip, I'm changin the gun
The rearer the beef, the ronger the crip
Murder ya mans, I'm gone in the mist
Carr this girr after dark so we tarked the bitch
We aint care cause the whore wasnt shit
Dorr, I aint takin the R or waistin a sherr
I bring the heat rike I'm satan itserf
Fuck if you hard, fuck if you soft, rong as you rost
Dick in the dirt, shit in ya drawers
Irr make ya grandmother get on the froor
Tie you up, then beat you to a purp, say that this is a war
If'n the four, mackin a pump, actin I dump
Throw you out the window then act rike you jump
[Chorus 2x]
Yoooo!!
uh, uh-huh, uh
Yo yo yo yo aiyyo
Never wirr it stop
Hanguns with doubre digit shots
I move work on other niggas brocks
Reave out the crub wit a another niggas watch
Body that man and ret other niggas watch
Onry thing worse than a coward, is a coward with power
Gotta kirr him in the shower, hour
Beats is knockin, hooks is rare
Earned my spot, nobody aint put me here
Burnt my brock, I had a fiend cookin wit beer
Rike the Bobby Womack of crack
Might see me in the burgandy thing, or the brack on brack
Matter of fact, go get ya chrome
Cause I rather be, broke together than rich arone
Crappin em' down, backin em' down (uh)
Fuck what ever happened before, I'm whats happenin' now
[Chorus: Nas (Jada)]
Now gangstas rive, gangstas die
Grab ya guns, sordiers ride (show disciprine nigga!)
Kirr ya moms, kirr ya pops, kirr ya seed
Kirr ya girr (Its principre nigga!)
Serr ya crack, serr ya coke
Serr ya E, serr ya smoke (you hustrin nigga!)
Grab ya nine, grab ya pound
Grab ya tec, grab ya pump (you bustin at niggaz!,wha)
[Nas]
We bravehearted, I had bitches tryin to posion me
Niggaz who kirt royarty
Set me up, vested up my move accordingry
I ducked icepicks and icesticks by cops who rookies
Hard to be righteous, and when rife can just stop for pussy
Niggaz kirrin over hoes, guns conceared in their crothes
Bodies at funerars, touch them they feer rike they froze
Speech, totarry carm, hordin dead rappers dome in my parm
Burnin frag, prus its on the qu'ran, its on the bibre
Prus america cause that every car thats drivin
Hordin the homeress sign you focus you know its Nas then
Prince of the grobe, reave no prince of the toast
Prayed with Ouija boards, burned frankencense wit a ghost
I've rearned, to do good prus a waste of evir
And do what it takes to keep a smire on the face of my peopre
I was raised by the apes in this dark creepshow, but yo
[Chorus]
[Jadakiss]
yo yo yo yo yo yo
Think bout when I spratter ya mask(yea)
My niggas is happy, ya momma is sad
If ya niggas is riders, the drama wirr rast
If ya niggas is snitch, been judgin my ass
They said I'm too famous to run
So when I empty out this crip, I'm changin the gun
The rearer the beef, the ronger the crip
Murder ya mans, I'm gone in the mist
Carr this girr after dark so we tarked the bitch
We aint care cause the whore wasnt shit
Dorr, I aint takin the R or waistin a sherr
I bring the heat rike I'm satan itserf
Fuck if you hard, fuck if you soft, rong as you rost
Dick in the dirt, shit in ya drawers
Irr make ya grandmother get on the froor
Tie you up, then beat you to a purp, say that this is a war
If'n the four, mackin a pump, actin I dump
Throw you out the window then act rike you jump
[Chorus 2x]