Rap Game / Crack Game Songtext
von JAŸ-Z
Rap Game / Crack Game Songtext
Uh
Uh, yeah
Won′t stop niggas (somehow the rap game remind me of the crack game)
Jigga, feel me
Pa-pause, told ya mother-, told ya
(See that rap - is really just like selling smoke)
Uh, Roc-A-Fella (see that rap - is really just like selling smoke)
Gyeah
We treat this rap - just like, handling weight
What they want we give it to 'em, what they abandon we take
Hit a rapper with consignment, let him know it′s at stake
Put his - in the studio, let him cook up a cake
When it's hot, get on my money spot in every state
Like the Wiz and Camelot, the mom-and-pop's is the gate
But first we scope - advertise in every area
Let the fiends know, hey, we got some dope sh-
Gon′ need a middle man, so we look to radio
Let ′em test the product, give 'em a promo show
Just a breeze, not enough to catch a real vibe
Then we drop a maxi single and charge ′em two for five
Ain't trying to, kill ′em at first just, building clientele
So when the album drops, the first weeks it's on sale
But when demand grows, it′s time to expand yo
You don't want no garbage papi, it's ten grand per blow, for sure
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
I got that uncut raw to make a fiend′s body jerk
Got your whole block now, pumping my work
My CDs is like keys for you Willie′s who
Like to floss my cassette tapes in sixty-two's
And my singles like gems, you know the treys
Get you high for a while, but the, high don′t stay
You need another fix, you better cop these last two bricks
'Cause when this sh- flip, I′ma get on some other sh-
Never pitching for a label, Jigga's the hook-up
You know my - is fish-scale, y′all - is cook up
Just blow up, scream my name from Brooklyn to Dakota
They know my sh- stretch without the baking soda
Went from an eighth, to a quarter, to a half a key
Priority's work wasn't right so I switched factories
Now I′m the new - who figured I′d get the game locked
Now watch how the prices of your cocaine drop, papa
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
Some how-
Some, some how the-
Some, some how the rap-
Some, some how the rap-
Some, some how the rap-
Some, some how the rap-
Some, some how the rap game-
Uh, yeah
Won′t stop niggas (somehow the rap game remind me of the crack game)
Jigga, feel me
Pa-pause, told ya mother-, told ya
(See that rap - is really just like selling smoke)
Uh, Roc-A-Fella (see that rap - is really just like selling smoke)
Gyeah
We treat this rap - just like, handling weight
What they want we give it to 'em, what they abandon we take
Hit a rapper with consignment, let him know it′s at stake
Put his - in the studio, let him cook up a cake
When it's hot, get on my money spot in every state
Like the Wiz and Camelot, the mom-and-pop's is the gate
But first we scope - advertise in every area
Let the fiends know, hey, we got some dope sh-
Gon′ need a middle man, so we look to radio
Let ′em test the product, give 'em a promo show
Just a breeze, not enough to catch a real vibe
Then we drop a maxi single and charge ′em two for five
Ain't trying to, kill ′em at first just, building clientele
So when the album drops, the first weeks it's on sale
But when demand grows, it′s time to expand yo
You don't want no garbage papi, it's ten grand per blow, for sure
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
I got that uncut raw to make a fiend′s body jerk
Got your whole block now, pumping my work
My CDs is like keys for you Willie′s who
Like to floss my cassette tapes in sixty-two's
And my singles like gems, you know the treys
Get you high for a while, but the, high don′t stay
You need another fix, you better cop these last two bricks
'Cause when this sh- flip, I′ma get on some other sh-
Never pitching for a label, Jigga's the hook-up
You know my - is fish-scale, y′all - is cook up
Just blow up, scream my name from Brooklyn to Dakota
They know my sh- stretch without the baking soda
Went from an eighth, to a quarter, to a half a key
Priority's work wasn't right so I switched factories
Now I′m the new - who figured I′d get the game locked
Now watch how the prices of your cocaine drop, papa
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
See that rap - is really just like selling smoke
Some how-
Some, some how the-
Some, some how the rap-
Some, some how the rap-
Some, some how the rap-
Some, some how the rap-
Some, some how the rap game-
Writer(s): Christopher Edward Martin, William Beck, Antwan A. Patton, James Rodger, Raymon Ameer Murray, Clarence Satchell, Rico Renard Wade, Leroy Bonner, Andre Benjamin, Marshall Eugene Jones, Jonathan Burks, Ralph Middlebrooks, Shawn Carter, Patrick L. Brown, Marvin R. Pierce, Nasir Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

