Dump (its Like That) Lyrics - Jadakiss

N-gga we not playing 

zero tolerance for that fake sh-t 

get shot playing, that's how we on it 

yeah its rap til we start spraying 

when you see the nozzle on that k 

you should start praying 

I dont wanna waste time talking to fella's 

who run up on me talking that bullshit 

instead I let them talk when my goons get hellish 

the ony way they talk is with a full clip 

you gon make them boys dump 

you gon make them boys slump 

you gon make them boys dump 

leave you and your man slump 

you gon make them boys dump 

show them with the right one 

you gon make them boys dump 

it's like that for real 

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here shorty wild, tre pounds, 40 cals 

at the dice game, brand new hundreds, 40 thou' 

stay fly, work out, all we eat is halal 

you'll never catch em dirty cause all they keep is a smile 

when they caught em with a gat in the car, you beat it in trial 

you don't say too much, never eager to style 

remind me of Gotti, yeah, shine with the shotty 

lawyer so good, paid a fine for the body 

heroin and B-more, crib by the seashore 

car service to the G4 (?) valour 

piff rolled in the dutch or the cuban cigar 

trying to expand the brand so he could see more 

everybody love em from the cribs to the beat dogs 

leave n-ggas for dead, let em have a bleed off 

44 to the head, will tear a n-gga meat off 

won't show any emotions when he let the heat off 

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Yeah yeah, my nick name change, 

call me tre when I'm snubbin' them 

billy when I clubbin' them 

Bop when I'm cuttin them 

n-ggas dying, I aint cryin' I don't even f-ck with them 

card game shuffle, hundred grand in the duffle 

black jack, poker, p knuckle, you win, f-ck you 

n-ggas try and line me say I'm grimey 

four hundred mill and I still can't chill 

call me G double barrel N doom, boom 

I do it like a natty n-gga do 

wassup, New York city's pharoah 

potato on a barrell 

shell case muffle 

make me come touch you 

I finger f-ck my firearm, we intimate, Im into it 

hit em in the head with the dummies than you good 

funeral homes make the most money in the hood 

either using the chrome, pearl handles or the wood 

animals trying to get away with whatever they could 

it's spooky how you could get rich off Lucy's 

four stacks for the jacket, sneaks cost a (?) 

you see the five stars I'm a general salute me 

they want a n-gga to disappear, they tryna poof me 

I'm just in the crib countin gwap 

up all night, I got a new crew, DOS, dump on sight 

I be in and out of the country I jump off flights 

four fifth is room temperature, the pumps on ice 

handle sh-t accordingly whenever itt comes to you 

do the right thing or the get the right thing done to you 

whatever you do I just hope you got a gun with you 

the tommy is like a live band when the drum hits you