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    "Blood Pressure" Lyrics


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    one the head fones is on fire this time around styles
    my blood pressure up bear wit me
    last time ima tell theses niggas man,
    niggas can fuck around Jada who eva man old nigga new
    nigga wut yo yo yo yo yo

    [verse 1]
    Who really the best rapper since BIG eint here
    yall no the answer to that when kiss eint here
    when you see me don't ask me nothing about us
    and don't definately ask me nothing about.. fuck it
    you owe me one i owe you too
    i would've smacked you wit the burner but i know you sew
    i'm not talkin to him i'm talkin to you
    matta fact i'm talkin to yall life is like walkin a yard
    nigga stab wit a fork in the heart
    and the source got motha fuckas thinkin they hot
    like my dope got feens thinkin they shot
    when u thinkin of the best nigga think of the LOX
    i'll cut ur fuckin head off if your pinky ringshot
    then cum through ur block in a sticky green drop
    hop out and let off 53 shots
    wouldn't care if i hit 53 cops
    julianie might as well be merking niggas
    'cause the time that he giving out is hurtin niggas
    and all these record label jerking niggas
    and you neva wuz a thug u a workin nigga
    and u herd that shit right there i started that
    don't make me put sumthin up in ur starter hat
    don't matta who you are or where ur from
    screw all that im not tryin hear that son

    [chorus x2]
    who the fuc yall want (jadakiss)
    who the fuc yall need (jadakiss)
    and who the fuc gone bleed
    all yall hatas 'cause none yall niggas cant fuc wit jada

    [verse 2]
    yo wuld u be that clown nigga in the back of the whip
    thas gonna get the second half of the clip
    no wut im sayin dunt be the otha nigga in the front of the whip
    runnin his lips with a gun on his hip, feel me dawg
    evry body walk the walk till they run into kiss
    then they get stabbed or hung or stung wit the fifth
    how u think ur man hard hard wen son on my dick
    'cause i can get his ass body plus frun him a brick
    got a chick named superhed she give superhed
    jus moved in the buildin even to give superhed
    i cop big guns that spit super led
    so play superman end up super ded
    call me kiss or the kid from the LOX
    that'll twist ur moms out n do a bid wit ur pops
    we wuz in jail u proly wont get no mail
    n if u pumped on my block u wunt get no sales
    n ur c.e.o. no you cant fuc wit I
    i make a million by june im sayin fuc july
    n i beg u to try me while im holdin a tommie
    ima have ur body all ova the lobby
    i alredy helped yall
    ima bout to melt yall
    to tell the truth dawg i eint neva felt yall
    this album we gonna bubble like seltzar
    if it eint doublelar who the hell else is hard

    [Chorus x4]
    This song was submitted on March 11th, 2011.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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