| Calmate (calm Down) |
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[ jada intro ]
aha, the champ is here
double r, ride out
[ verse 1 ]
requirin minds wanna know, everybody wanna blow every nigga that hustle wanna o
every r&b diva's a freak on the low, take a real special nigga to grind & get it slow
most doods get caught in they feelings & react off emotions, damn near resort to a killin
see me i'm strictly bout my bread, niggas & family - everything else is dead
after the state, everything else is feds, after the hawk everything else is lead
outside of the bentley coupe it's milk white w/ chrome stocks everything else is red
yeah, kiss shit blazin, i copped ya new shit, i hated the songs but the skits was amazin
back by popular demand of the hood, mean oufit half ounce hammer & i'm good
better start usin ya head, & i can't name 10 hot rappers w/out includin the dead
i can move the haze in the hallway & be fine, but after 10 years i just want what's rightfully mine
it's ashame that i feel like that, but the truth is june 15th i'ma feel like gap, what
just, just warn em - whoever ya'll think can spit i'll spit on em
niggas tryin'a drop they shit, just warn em, kiss of death
[ chorus - outro ]
music makes these thugs calm down, music makes these thugs calm down
jada: i'm old school i still clean my jewels w/ toothpaste
all the way down, music makes these thugs calm down.
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