Nas, Game, Jadakiss - ROUND 1 (lyrics)


THE GAME: Niggas talkin' lots a s--t man..
NAS: Do they want us to drop it?
GAME: We might need to..
NAS: Should we drop it?
Jadakiss: He had it comin'...

[JADAKISS]
This lil' ****** got a big mouth/
Callin MY name?/
Give you the kiss a death now that a nigga teamed up wit' Game/
I'm not gettin personal on this s--t yet/
I like to toy wit lil niggas before I get em wet/
Best believe you ain't see nothin yet/
This the warm-up nigga/
You thought you played me/
Nah your playin yourself/
cause even you dont believe the s--t youre sayin yourself/
Got P callin me on Vacation/
Sayin 50 talkin' mad s--t/
Told me POP this punk/
have him Hollow Tipped up/
hit-up, split-up, s--t on this f--kin' dope/
And how the f--k Banks gonna cope?/
When he find his boyfriend in the living room/
Wit his neck inside of a rope/
D-Block raw nigga, I don't keep it on wax/
We take it to the max, nigga please believe this/
The next visitor to your home might be a mack 11 and 'Kiss/
You think you got the answers nigga? Well lemme axe../
You a question/
or maybe a couple like../
WHY you tryin' to start s--t with a D-Block nigga?
WHY you taking pictures with cops? What a snitch ass nigga/
WHY you won't take my d--k out ya mouth nigga?/
WHY am I still wastin time on this b--ch ass nigga/

[CHORUS]
JADA: Now tell me what you really goin' do?
GAME: D-Block, QB and Compton comin for you'
JADA: Now tell me what you really goin' do?
NAS: Get rich or die tryin' nigga

[THE GAME]
Straight 'outta compton/
Where niggas die for less than the s--t you said/
Game, Fame, Money, Pussy, Pistols, Power/
..You mad?/
Be glad someone from yo wack ass crew blew up/
Nah, jealousy, envy, I saw it in your eyes/
Squintin, blinded, from my shine/
Can't see s--t/
Clouds of smoke/
Haze fills the room/
Next thing you know 10 pounds a chrome/
Hollow Tip/
Pointed/
Directly at your f--kin' dome/
No excuses nigga we goin' get the job done/
Got my Cedar Block niggas in every hood/
Where the f--k you goin run/
to/
in 02/
you was slangin' dolo/
but you was on top of the world in 03/
Owe your whole f--kin' career to Em and Mr. D-R-E/
50, uhhh/
Bentley, uhhh/
When we finish off yo' ass you'll be back in the slums/
Buck pass the blunt/
Them Gay-Unit boys just wanna have fun/
It's a Lloyd Banks party/
Somebody lean over and tell Banks his room is full with 10 naked dudes/
Watch his eyes light up/
****** ass nigga/
Scramblin around so he can go get his ass tore up/
Buck told me in Cashville I'm good when I come through/
That'll give me a good chance to blast him and his whole f--kin' crew/
Do anything to get under you niggas skin/
But I STILL I won't f--k Mariah/
I did get up in Olivia though/
Tap that ass while 50 was layin down hooks for MY ALBUM in the studio/
stupid ass ho/
It's the raid on you niggas/
As if you didn't already know/
Game over Round 1 TKO

[CHORUS]
JADA: Now tell me what you really goin' do?
GAME: D-Block, QB and Compton comin for you'
JADA: Now tell me what you really goin' do?
NAS: Get rich or die tryin' nigga


[NAS]
Haha, aiyo..this s--t for real?/
Don't 50 know how we deal with his kind?/
Aight let's finish this nigga off/
Murdereous mind like Manson/
Out to find any scrilla we can son/
On your knees like a ****, beggin and pleadin/
Relentless is these killas, we Mafioso/
Backstabbin, they grabbin they pistols way too late/
Already decided ya fate/
Takin pictures in a bullet proof don't make you a G/
A Mack 11, a 9, a 22 and a ball bat/
Walkin through the streets of broken windows and dreams/
Women screamin/
Headlights Beamin, Kids lyin dead in the street/
Victim's of consequences out of your realm of knowledge/
That's what make you a G/
I seen it/
Lived it/
Been there, done that/
Sold records/
Made Money/
If record sales equaled talent you might be the man/
but record sales mean s--t you still a Nas stan/
Nigga/
Rah Digga is more of a man than you/
The closest you'll ever get to bein' hot is to hold a lit candle/
You can't handle/
'Fo 'Fo Magnum/
Get rid of em' quickly/
Crowd shut they mouths/
Nobody seen s--t, dump em in the trunk/
Breathin fire, stay smokin' ly to bring my game higher/
I know you admire/
The sickness/
Quickness/
Diamonds/
Don't worry 'bout the led 'flyin/
When I'm up in this b--ch somebody dyin'/
You spit hot garbage/
I spit futuristic flows/
above the heads of you humanoids/
Kiss plus Game plus Nas equals Ether on steroids/
But this ain't no Barry Bonds s--t/
We ain't Juicin/
This that s--t that make ya soul burn slow/
but U already know/
And I ain't playin', I'm just sayin/
When Nasty get up in the cut the gat goin' be sprayin/
U already took 9 shots, how U feel bout 9 more?/
Led splatter ya dome before you can head for the door/
It's only Round 1 man/
How you goin' recover?/
Hahaha..bring it back niggas/
LLoyd Banks girly ass.. get gunned up and clapped quick/
Ya'll remember this?/
Young Buck..get gunned up and clapped quick/
Tony Yayo...get gunned up and clapped quick/
Olivia's skank ass...get gunned up and clapped quick/
Gay Unit crew get they ass gunned up and clapped quick/
50 ****, we don't play son/
Box headed lookin nigga/
Rockin' that half ass high top fade/
You know the real when you see it/
Knockout/

GAME: Hahaha.. now what it is son?
JADA: He probably thinks we done.
NAS: It's only round 1 niggas, feel it.
GAME: The game has just begun ...

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do you have the actual song that u can uploadon here??

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Relax and Jot Notes=Squad-Up feat Big City and Hitchcock
Rap or Die=Squad-Up feat Hitchcock
Dollas in the Bank= Squad-Up feat Hitchcock
Squeeze First = Squad-Up

I been lookin for it but i found this on another site

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OMFG. If this is real, Game's verse is a mint. Hahahaha, that shit so funny. Dawg hella funny.

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shit 50 was murdered man, mas has the best and jada probally wrote games lyrics for this one, i thought jada would come harder though

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If picking your bugars made you money
then my finger would always be in my nose

And how the f--k Banks gonna cope?/
When he find his boyfriend in the living room/
Wit his neck inside of a rope/

^^^^^^ ROFL

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i wasnt feelin this shit very much. it was pretty to weak to me except game's verse was ok. alof of this aint even rhyme really.bbb

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OM's

doubt this is real

^Yea, it was too whack to be real.. and if he had the lyrics, then he should have the song.. it's fake..

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"I Must Be The Greatest"!!!!

^ yeah i felt like writing lyrics to all three artists ....
...anyways like i said i got it off another site so eh...believe it or not

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Too Whack..To Fuckin Whack..Not Real..Im Not Buyin That Shit! Second Time U Posted Bogus Shit..

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some of the lines from jada's diss supposedly go like this:

“Me without them things ringin,’ pa is like 50 goin’ on stage without singin’ like Ja/and the steroids are getting’ at him/ how he the King of New York when he livin’ in Connecticut/these n***az strapped with fake guns/ I made real songs with Biggie this n***a made fake ones/ when I come thru wit the mack n***az bodies drop on the floor/ this n***a talking reckless with the whole precinct next door.”

thats from the rumors section of allhiphop

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^haha dogg suck my dick did you even read my last post.......

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Watch Hoo Da Fuck U Talkin Too..U Wanna Battle Fagget?..Set It Up..Ill Spit Tomorrow

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that's pretty wack...dont expect someone to believe that garbage...I expected better lyrics from nas and even game...

If someone from this site wrote like that u'd say the structure was wack and the wordplay and metas and all that shit..I didn't catch one of those in there that were hard hittin...fuck that...it's wack...

the structure's messed...I dont believe it..

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