Can I Talk to You - Cassidy feat Jadakiss
[Chorus]
Yea, I need to talk to you, ok can I talk to you
C?mon c?mon c?mon (hey, let me holla at you)
C?mon c?mon c?mon (yo, stop runnin from me)
[Cassidy]
A yo this Cassidy & n_ggas is not f_ckin wit me man,
And yea, I?m talking wreckless but you gotta respect it,
Its in my DNA man, I was born to be a gangsta,
Yea Kiss talk to em?
[Jadakiss]
You know me K-I-S-S kiss of death
LP soon comin for yall bless bless
Metallic green paint on the impala the S.S.
And I figure the more n_ggas dead the less stress
You love how I?m hurtin the track
You wanna polly but I?m sort of hard to reach like the dirt on ya back
Hand to hand like I?m workin the sack
And I work out wit my arms so I?ll have no problem workin the mac
Uh, never been a toe stepper, side switcher
A fence jumper, I was 10 wit twin pumpers
Hustled wit the best of them
Did whatever it took to make a quarter I charge n_ggas to watch wrestlin
I?m heavy threat, D-Block double R full surface yall n_ggas aint ready yet
[talking]
Yea, New York is mine, Philly is Cass holla back.
[Chorus X2]
[Cassidy]
You know me C-A-S-S fresh dressed
Just copped some new 4-5?s and a fresh vest
I gets scout cuz a b_tch mouth is the best sex
But less tlk you aint got no heart in yo left breast
Go head get yo beef on
I?ll let my wolves get they eat on and leave you wit nothing but ya sneaks on
But it don?t matter cuz ya feets gone
Now that?s restin in pieces so go meet Jesus
You little boys better ease up
Cuz them dudes you think hot?ll see Cass and then freeze up
You wan? scrap roll ya sleeves up
But I?ll rather squeeze cuz I aint tryin to f_ck my trees up
Or wrinkle my d_ckie I crack a dutch sprinkle the sticky
I know you pissed I got kiss & them wit me, dig me
Cuz you dudes is haters & if you bet that I was gon? flop you gon? lose yo paper.
[Chorus X2]
[Jada]
A yo, get it through ya head there?s no stopping me
N_gga the R is double the surface is full the block is D
All it take is a trey 8 & a mass n_gga its Jada & Cass I vision ya face waitin to blast
If money was food yall n_ggas be fastin
And we stuffin our face & eatin wit passion
In the like we runnin numbers
Cass ask these mothaf_ckas why they runnin from us
[Cassidy]
They runnin from us cuz they petrified
I lift guns for the exercise
And I spray like insecticides
You bugs better rcognize
When the weapon rise you can catch slugs in ya chest through ya vest & die
You on some s_cka sh_t
So I?ll leave a scar on ya face longer than the knife that I cut you wit
I done paid my dues so I?ll blow ya brains out & then feed it to ya seed like baby food
B_tch!!!
[Chorus X2]
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