Jason Lyrics - Top Five Dead Or Alive - Jadakiss

you got me feeling like i aint winning, 

ima starting from the beginning, 

like go forest go forest, 

i make so much fucking money yea there go forest, 

these rims aint for sale bitch, 

this whip aint for sale bitch, 

and these cubans aint for sale bitch, 

i been on the fucking boat like a sale bitch, 

500 feet on the fucking water, 

10 fucking carrots for my baby daughter, 

you come thourgh, 

boy place your order, 

i got some niggas that'll meet you at the fucking boarder, 

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i got my hoodie and my mask on, 

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i got my gun and my blast on, 

(jadakiss) 

im just one of the five, 

im just one with the vibes, 

evil niggas is jealous, 

so they just want you to die, 

they ain't want you to rise, 

they just want you demise, 

so i be crossing my T's, 

and i be dotting my i's, 

you on the opposite side, 

shots gonna fly, 

best part about it i just stay right up in yonkers and hide 

Keep a gun in the door, that's all in the ride 

Til my niggas come home, free all of the guys 

This shit is all a facade, thought it was all a surprise 

I heard of the stories, seen all of the lies 

Photos 

Long as the work is official, and the corner supplied 

At the end of the day niggas, we gonna survive 

What 

(Don't shoot please, can't breathe 

Officer don't shoot, can't breathe) 

I got my hoodie and my mask on 

I got my gun and my blast on 

(Don't shoot please, can't breathe 

Officer don't shoot, can't breathe) 

I'm just one of the five, I'm just one with the vibes 

Can't figure it out or they don't wanna decide 

In the gutter replying, mic flooded with dimes 

Send you ass, I'ma hit you with the butt of the nine 

Bullets soaking in pine, let 'em open your spine 

Use your brain a little, my nigga open your mind 

If you ain't in the circle, for a square I get you line 

I know niggas is telling, I don't care about the time 

Yeah I got weed on me, I don't care about the fine 

From a hood where niggas don't give a fuck by design 

Yeah, it's real life, it's not a rhyme 

And remember, if you don't get caught it's not a crime 

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