Tell Your Friends - Feat. Jadakiss

Matrix
Neo!
Ah, yeah
I'm back, niggas
Y'all don't think the kid gonna come back
Y'all crazy

I rock a Burberry hood, my hood is very hood
My gat is solid metal, my bat is heavy wood
Drag is underrated, my coke is heavy weighted
Y'all wanna be a blood, well, that's what I'ma soak your face in
Coughin' up blood, I soften up thugs
I make a nigga show me love or throw me slugs
I'm in the club with groupies, and groups of threes
So getting ran up on the block by a group of Dee's

I've been shot three movies, my deal comin' soon (uh-huh)
I'm past sellin' crack, I got pills comin' soon
And I'm not no dancer, my moms got cancer
So I ain't celebrating shit until these doctors get the answer (uh)
Prolly never get a Grammy never get an Oscar
But I got a 12-foot fish tank with Piranhas and Oscar's
I ain't gonna ask who shot ya, nine times out of the ten I know who did
I know your bitch, get at 'em Kiss

Tell your friends, I'ma tell your friends (my friends) (yeah)
We can be friends (be friends) (uh-huh), on the weekends (weekends)
Y'all know the ladies love gangstas with paper (that's right)
Especially when your team winning like the Lakers

Tell your friends, I'ma tell your friends (my friends) (uh)
We can be friends (be friends) (uh-huh), on the weekends
Y'all know the ladies love gangstas with paper (uh-huh, yeah, that's right)
Especially when your team winning like the Lakers (uh, uh-huh, yeah)

Ayo, fall back, respect, learn how to love a nigga (yeah)
You only alive, on the strength of another nigga (that's right)
I've been nice all my F-ing life (yeah)
A big house I only slept in twice
Rhymes so dope, that it should be kept in rice (no)
The mistakes I've made shall be corrected in my second life (uh-huh)
Nigga, I be in the booth relaxed, I seduced the track (yeah)
And beat it up like I produced the track

But, say another line about a gun motherfucker
And I'ma pass one to you (uh-huh), blast one through you (yeah)
You don't got adrenaline, ass run through you
I run through cash, cash run through you
I could do the job myself
Only way I prolly ever be broke if I rob myself (heard that?)
I don't know what's worse, a hater or a fag
Double R D-Block daddy, Jada and Drag

Tell your friends, I'ma tell your friends (my friends)
We can be friends (be friends), on the weekends (weekends)
Y'all know the ladies love gangstas with paper (that's right)
Especially when your team winning like the Lakers

Tell your friends, I'ma tell your friends (my friends) (yeah)
We can be friends (be friends), on the weekends (weekends)
Y'all know the ladies love gangstas with paper
Especially when your team winning like the Lakers (uh, uh)

I was hated by many (uh), loved by few
But respected by all (uh-huh), so fuck all y'all
Y'all doubted my skills, I never relied on this deal
I don't give a fuck what y'all feel, fo' real, fo' real
This rap shit is nothing but fake love (uh), alotta fake hugs (uh-huh)
I rather go do a jooks to feed my thugs (yeah)
'Cause I could look through a nigga (uh-huh), like a glass shield (yeah)
See he ain't real, my flow is like acid pills (uh) or PCP

I'm like Morgan Freeman
The way I make tracks lean on me (uh)
I got a house, my walls is plush, my floor is plush (uh)
Drugs by the barrel, in case it all get flushed, uh
Spring is back, along with Drag (uh-huh)
I juss coped a light jacket and the longest Jag
I'm who you nigga love to hate, but glad I'm back
Y'all heard X is retiring, but Drag is back

Tell your friends, I'ma tell your friends (my friends)
We can be friends (be friends) (uh-huh), on the weekends (weekends)
Y'all know the ladies love gangstas with paper (that's right)
Especially when your team winning like the Lakers

Tell your friends, I'ma tell your friends (my friends)
We can be friends (be friends) (uh-huh), on the weekends (weekends)
Y'all know the ladies love gangstas with paper
Especially when your team winning like the Lakers

Tell your friends, I'ma tell your friends (my friends)
We can be friends (be friends) (uh-huh), on the weekends (weekends)
Y'all know the ladies love gangstas with paper
Especially when your team winning like the Lakers

Tell your friends, I'ma tell your friends (my friends) (yeah)
We can be friends (be friends) (uh-huh), on the weekends (weekends)
Y'all know the ladies love gangstas with paper



Credits
Writer(s): Jason Phillips, Qaadir Atkinson, Mel Smalls, Leonard Grant
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