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dre lloyd - who’s da man كلمات الأغنية

who’s the man

[talking]
ahh oh you think you got bars?
you think you can rap playboy?
i done heard it all before man cmon
my mans better anyway let’s go
what part of jersey you from anyway?
south jersey? you don’t even look like a rapper
let me see what you man

verse:
im rolling one deep/
you wack rap n-ggas looking like lunch meat/
u wanna play tough ill call ya bluff put you on front street/
i’ll show you, crush ya whole establishment in one week/
u want peace? i knew you vegan n-ggas don’t really want beef/
hold my own, jerseys own, hard to clone, clean cut, suit and tie, but still vicious like al capone/
i set the tone, whether backstage or in front of cameras, speak in foreign grammar, hand rolled cohibas imported from havana/
i plan to, stay humble, but lord knows/
i have a fettish for fashion italian fitted wardrobes/
support those, who support me, can’t feed a team from one plate/
prime steaks, fresh wine from crushed grapes/
u n-ggas pump fake, nothing but dollars signs i see green/
supreme being the one man street team/
your more than broke, before u blink/
i check disrespect, get choked for blowin smoke both my hands around ya neck like cuban links/
now who would think, a jersey native could be crowned king/
i built my reality from around dreams/
i know non believers prayin i will fail/
but oh well, im built to last i got it locked like jail cells/
i mean well, n-gga, everything i write dope/
left the mic smoked, focused i could moonwalk over tight ropes/
in blind folds, that’s perfect, a light dose of my verses, could powder ya nose, or leave ya frozen ima cocaine rush/
get ya mind ready, i’m da man/
i’m the illest and that’s word to ya fans/
i’m jason, better yet freddy with a machete in hand/
ready to slaughter rap n-ggas, ill leave you buried in sand/
now who’s the man, laid the blueprint follow my plan/
i got ya back , hit my jack if u find yourself in a jam/
im never out of reach, i’ll do em dirty like a pair of kleets/
i’ll kick a bird to the curb i’ll i switch em every week/
good brain, thick, built like a stallion/
mixed breed green eyed queen half black and italian/
i spit game like don won, the rap phenomenon/
i make bread and break bread, p-ss the cash like paton now carry on/
u know i gotta feed my team right/
mistakes i don’t repeat twice, i’m good to go like green lights/
without a doubt i’m the truth/
-ssemble my troops, new recruits/
trained to go, black pants and black boots/
i’m the general, the captain, it’s never a problem/
i put a call in soldiers fall in im comen threw with my squadron/
gotta mapped out, had to black out, you understand/
falling off was never in the plans, god d-mn now who’s the man/

- dre lloyd

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