j Hood - Gator Ent. lyrics

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j Hood - Gator Ent. lyrics

{*bang, bang, bang*} [J-Hood] J-Hood, this sh** is way too easy for me man (f'real) I swear I need to find somethin else to do (that's word) Your man Hood'll critical your boy condition (yeah!) Toss him in the pond & let him get discovered by some old men fishin You out of your jurisdiction, 'bout to get dealt with I put my life on this, chump you ain't never felt this (never) I'm 'bout to pop like a balloon full of boilin water Cause I'm the nicest n***a out, and I'm callin on the Lord to give y'all help because y'all sure need it Cause I'm the best n***a out, so what I'm conceited (J-Hood) Believe it, like a person bein cloned in front of you Or like 15 armed predicate felons gunnin you You sunnin who? You must be f**in with that white sh** (b**h) Five-oh need to smack yo' a** with a nightstick (brrrap) J-Hood b**h, boy I came to claim my spot Collect a couple M-I-L-L's and flame the block (D-Block) Muh'f**er! [Jadakiss] Ah-HA! Gator Entertainment! Light up wodies Gator Entertainment, ah-HA! Can't let this money get by me The game don't change, it stays the same, n***as just get grimy Bricks in the ceiling, pounds in the floor I done seen a lot and heard even more Yeah okay enough with the war stories Big n***as is too small for me, get off of me And I don't hit the gym or the park But I put a bullet, right under your brim with the lark Lil' goldfish n***as can't swim with the shark Bring it, yeah, I even get it in with the narcs I got a bigger heart, I throw bigger darts They call me the engine the way I make n***as start Stashin, hatin, bashin Slander a n***a whole name with pa**ion Able to get my hands on 'caine, a great portion Then I switched out to purple cause they talkin Where you want it at, your head or your throat You see a n***a true colors over federal notes It's better you loc', fishin trip gone wrong I don't know nuttin, they just found him dead on the boat Meanwhile I was skiin, gettin head on the slopes I'm a boss baby, all I do is measure the dope Every day of the weak heat crystal, f** that The green make a n***a do a whole 360 That boy 'Kiss'll burn you; same boots, same jeans All I do is switch up thermals By far I'm the nicest (nicest) You don't ride the track right, they oughta revoke your license You wanna get on son, you need to ask me As far as Y.O., as far as the whole East As far as the whole streets (woo) I spit like a old beast It's all-out war, it's no peace And I'm a serious threat And y'all in serious trouble, cause I ain't take it serious yet One {Hey Mario!}