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[Street Skolla:] Oh! you know what it is Jersey! Uh street skolla hood gang hood gang Got a right for survival Fuck the bible On my cycle ghost rider you a biter Plus liver then the hyper them cars ready Flow you all spend it Then you [? ] But mines is authentic Double trouble when I rumble with the pump slow No scum [? ] see the blood flow Triple the sicle sizzle with the word Kiddle your little nouns and verbs won't work Throw my own slang throw it up then bang Can it hurry yeah just take on and then it bury [? ] For me you shttin Got my [? ] you generic son of a bitch When you [? ] you ain't fuckin with this Multi platinum rappers so so cold [? ] like jo [Chorus:] Have you ever lived like me nah Letras de cancionesHave you ever dealed like me nah Have you ever cashed like me nah Have you ever got asked like me nah [x2] [Chris Da Vp:] Ok I'm out the case son I'm a get it in ain't a rookie look boy I'm a veteran Stackin up the beat to the [? ] Haters like damn look it's them again This is for life hood gang is tatted on me I started rappin now mommas like what's happened to me Look mom god has asked for me Came to me and said he got a couple tats for me Mcs is babys get them [? ] This administration I'm the vp of the cabinet Hip hop these old niggas could'nthandle it So me and my crew is history [? ] The game is corrupt that's why I'm spittin [? ] The new young cats is fuckin shit up The question is will rap ever prove it's state And have you ever met a group this great nah Nope [Chorus:] Have you ever lived like me nah Have you ever dealed like me nah Have you ever cashed like me nah Have you ever got asked like me nah [x2] [J Smilez:] Have you ever had a passion for a sport Rhyme book in hand sittin on the porch Dream of? the impossible Sit back on the instrumental Makin records you can't imagine You're a re-run like what's happenin The rhymes ya'll spit is too repetitive I laugh at ya'll niggas ain't competitive Body slam ya'll like wrestlers On the track I murder all you characters You swiftly call a silent murder Weak mcs fall in a deep slumber Won't wake up cause I got they number Anorexic mcs die from hunger In this game I strive for greatness An mc with no formal weakness Faggots C[horus:] Have you ever lived like me nah Have you ever dealed like me nah Have you ever cashed like me nah Have you ever got asked like me nah [x2] [Street Skolla:] Yo I got my nigga t mack bout to slay ya'll let's go! [T Mack:] It's mack on the track Hopped den off the double yo High off the bubble dro nigga h double o D nigga you know me Raps crack might od off of oz Have you ever taste somethin better then off flavor Never no flows better you niggas just [? ] See you pussys wanna push me try to push me to the edge Yo pussys from the get go you been pussy since I met you Me and my niggas fall deep on these cold streets They want beef on they block with a slow creep And if I die let it be but when they come for me I'm poppin off 3 I'm poppin off 4 I'm poppin off 5 I'm poppin off more till these motherfuckers die Shit niggas askin if mack has ever killed That's like sayin that I never dealed and never will Yeah Hood gang shit nigga Sorry we gotta say man Street skolla New j rules 1 From Letras Mania