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J. Cole - 9 5 . s o u t h (Official Audio)(MP3_160K)

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[00:16.67] Killa, it's The Off-Season

[00:19.67] Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't fuckin' with my man

[00:20.92] And don't check your watch, you know the time

[00:22.93] Cole World, Killa Cam', niggas is fuckin' finished (Yeah)

[00:26.68] This shit too easy for me now

[00:28.42] Nigga, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around

[00:31.17] What you sold, I tripled that, I can't believe these fuckin' clowns

[00:34.67] Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou'

[00:39.67] If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down

[00:43.17] If you hated on a nigga, please don't greet me with a pound

[00:46.42] I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around

[00:49.94] Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now

[00:53.42] Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground

[00:56.17] Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown

[00:59.67] Vivid memories, niggas start to squeeze, we duckin' down

[01:02.92] So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud

[01:06.67] I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death

[01:10.42] No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref

[01:13.92] I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept

[01:16.92] And got they O's off, you reach, niggas uppin' like Steph

[01:20.42] To blow your nose off, gesundheit, and then resume flight

[01:23.92] As if it never happened, shit we witnessed full of so much sickness

[01:27.92] Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton

[01:29.92] Off this clever rapping, bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten

[01:32.92] They gon' forever fatten

[01:37.42] See, we tried to tell niggas

[01:39.42] They act like they don't even fuckin' speak English

[01:41.67] Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal

[01:43.42] I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the

[01:45.17] The nigga that made them peep the reaper

[01:46.92] Creepin' on ya, the scent of failure reekin' on ya

[01:50.67] Check your genitalia, pussy-niggas bleedin' on yourself

[01:53.67] Fuckin' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health

[01:57.42] All yo' niggas eatin' off your wealth

[01:59.92] All my niggas feedin' all they selves, and it feels swell

[02:03.17] Krispy Kreme dreams, sometime my dawgs wanna kill twelve (Uh)

[02:06.17] 'Cause they steady harassin'

[02:08.67] We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly that end in the deadliest fashion

[02:11.67] My young niggas nutty, they blastin'

[02:13.67] Bullets be hummin' like Cudi but one of yo' hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin'

[02:16.67] All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways

[02:19.42] Shots poppin' off, y'all laid down

[02:21.19] Cops chalkin' off y'all legs now

[02:22.68] (Shit) God watchin', "Hey, Yahweh"

[02:24.92] My niggas looked up to the sky like we sendin' it y'all way (Y'all way)

[02:29.67] We sendin' it y'all way (Y'all way)

[02:31.68] That's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout

[02:33.17] Y'all see what the fuck goin' on out here (Killa, Harlem)

[02:35.67] I-95 shit, Carolina, 2-6, stand up, nigga

[02:40.18] Put your hood up

[02:41.45] Put your hood up

[02:42.94] Put your hood up

[02:44.42] Put your hood up

[02:46.17] Put your clique up

[02:47.92] Put your clique up

[02:49.42] Put your clique up

[02:51.17] Put your clique up

[02:52.68] Represent your shit, motherfucker

[02:56.67] Represent your shit, motherfucker

[02:59.42] Represent your clique, motherfucker

[03:03.17] Represent your clique, motherfucker

[03:06.67] If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club

[03:09.92] If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club