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Jace Iayze - Iayze Vs Jace Lyrics

[Intro]
(22)
Speed, speed
Speed, speed
Speed, speed
Speed, speed

[Chorus]
Hop in that car and it speed
He don't got stairs, he don't got breesh
Ping-Pong, shoot them bullets go "Ping"
He ain't on, dog water, lil' nigga with leash
I'm from the west side
Baby, it's head time
Shoot at his bed side
Nigga, it's bedtime
It'll get like that, lil' nigga
Slide through, hit like that, lil' nigga
I got 3 kids, 'on't pull out, nigga

[Verse]
Red light, green light, nigga
I'm in that go-zone, toll road, fuck a red light, nigga
Baby, I’m Top Kid, I'm cool with some GloGang niggas
You seen Cujo slid, but I’ll have Terintino get ya' (22)
Baby, come here I gotta vent ya'
And I’m still rappin' like the rent due
Bullets gon' travel, hit ya' dentures
.44 Bulldog seek you
Murda flow, nigga, I handle business
I got a .50 on me, get loose
I don't sip Henny or the Grey Goose
Ran out of bullets, had to make due
[Verse 2]
Jace, chill
Nigga, chill out for the day (Day)
I ain't tryna' walk through the rain (Rain)
Baby, you keep gettin' vague (Vague)
Baby, 'ont want you to stay (Stay)
Baby, you know I ain't worried 'bout nothin', I'ma just money step with the hunnids
Baby, I want ya' but ya' some’
I'ma just sit back, smoke exotic
I upped a .50 on 'em but he runnin'
'on't do 50’s, I only want 100’s
Ran out of ammo, I keep tryna' bust it
She tryna' get low, tryna' bust it
Girl, I’m a nympho, tell ya' kinfolk that I’m tryna' fuck it
(How?, how?, how?, how?)
Girl, I’m a nympho, tell ya' kinfolk that I’m tryna' fuck it

[Verse 3]
(2-2-22)
(Phew)
Naw (What you mean?)
Nigga, you wrong (What ya' mean?)
I got some demons in me, nigga (Uh-huh)
I'm tryna send 'em off (What ya' mean?)
Yeah, I’m tryna' get 'em gone (What?)
Might have to rob him with my rod (What ya' mean?)
He think he a demon 'til a nigga kill 'em, we gon' send 'em up to God (We gon send 'em up to God)
[Chorus]
Hop in that car and it speed (What ya' mean?)
He don't got stairs, he don't got breesh
Ping-Pong, shoot them bullets go "Ping" (Chill out, chill out)
He ain't on, dog water, lil' nigga with leash
I'm from the west side
Baby, it's head time
Shoot at his bed side
Nigga, it's bedtime
It'll get like that, lil' nigga
Slide through, hit like that, lil' nigga
I got 3 kids, 'on’t pull out, nigga (What ya' mean?, what ya' mean?, huh, what ya' mean?)
(22-2-2)