Eve - We Gonna Make It (Remix) lyrics

[Jadakiss] Uhh, uh f**.. the.. frail sh** Uhh, cause when my coke come in They gotta use the scales that they weigh the whales wit [Styles] Carsons on the jeep, but Gotti made the prototype Hoped you get the picture but you just can't photo light [Jadakiss] Determined n***as make it Kickin down the door and we burnin n***as naked [Styles] The house costs a million, sittin on the beach And the only thing I know - if it's furnished, I'mma take it [Jadakiss] My bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360 We got the sh** that the government got Talkin money then you rubbin the spot [Stlyes] Real n***as say that they be wildin We on the Cayman Islands; on a yacht wit our favorite albums [Jadakiss] A bad ho and a plate of salmon Smokin and drinkin, n***a is you thinkin that our fate is violent? [Styles] I love my n***a for the fact that he real And nobody on the faculty squeal, what [Jadakiss] And if you facin capital pun, pa** me a gun And I'mma give you time to run, while I rapidly peel, uh [Hook 2X: Jadakiss] We.. gon'.. make it We gon' make it, we gon' make it [Eve] Uh, c'mon E-V-E, call it a bug in your ear, you never k** Still woulda been a threat to you b**hes without a deal Life a little liver, I went from hangin out to socializin Mind frame change once the dough arrives You b**hes happy with a touch and a thrill, I need a lot of paper My stimulation comes from snatchin up deals How many times I gotta tell you, silly? Don't no corny sh** come outta Philly And I'mma push it 'til the world feel me I'm still as hungry as the day I began And gettin comfortable to let you in ain't part of the plan I need some private jets, fly to islands to watch the sun set A country ranch with throughbreds as pets Nothin less than the rich b**h, and watch me take it Chickens ain't a threat to the girl, we gon' make it Keep it crackin like you wouldn't believe, Double R Hot sh**, the hottest sh**, Styles, Jada and Eve, what? [Hook] [Styles] It's about time I blow And if I don't do my numbers dog I still got my aces We robbin industry n***as, hands on your j**els And if it's money in the pocket, then DeNiro gotta take it A dog caught a body, still runnin, that's the basics First n***a in the hood to get his car a facelift All my n***as know more money, more cases Front if you want, that's my gun in yo' faces My reputation alone should speak for itself I come prepared with the chrome and bust the heat for myself I got a little brother in heaven, my n***as on the corner In the yard that'd love to see the God or the seven Point 5-4-I-L might not sell, but what the fu*k When it comes to bein' hard, I'mma legend Double R, Styles +is the streets+ And the kids pick up sh** quick, they gotta see they fathers eat And my n***as is all I got So if I gotta go to war with y'all team I'm leavin all y'all shot [Hook] [Styles speaking over Hook] That's right, we gon' make it We got no choice but to make it We got kids to feed, we got people in jail that need packages We brothers on the corner, we gotta make them step their game up We gotta stop gettin arrested We gon' make it, we gon' get this paper I swear we will