My Name Is Kiss Lyrics - Singles - Jadakiss

Yo, yo, I know niggas wit honor and will 

That'll still crush the blow up and then pass they mama the bill 

So I'ma always be able to burn my strip 

'Cause my bags be stuffed and I burn my tips 

And it ain't no telling what the snub'll do 

So when y'all go and cop vests, cop one for your mother too 

And I'm way better than them other dudes 

But I'm stuck wit, what I'm stuck wit 'cause I don't suck dick 

Sat with the players and I stood with the coaches 

And I'ma always be in the hood like roaches 

Flow is ferocious, dough is ferocious 

Two guns by each lung with no holsters 

And I control all the fish scale in the city 

And still make your first week sales look pretty 

I come through, all you hear is chip in the muffler 

And you could ask anybody if the Kiss is a hustler 

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He's a hustler 

I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh 

He's a gambler 

I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips 

He's a gangster 

I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list 

That's why 

He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga 

By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss? 

And I don't understand how a broke nigga could chill 

When a two liter'll dust you so get you a mil' 

Yes, I got loose ends, popping out the sunroof of the blue M 

I'm like Lou Sims 

And I'ma make sure they hit you wit both shorties 

I think this summer's gon' be the most bodies 

You never ask a nigga in jail if he chilling 

Just make sure you make all the sales in the building 

Photos 

'Cuz now niggas think it's all right to tell 

And you could put out some garbage and it might, could sell 

A lotta niggas be petty and shiest 

But that's only 'til you treat 'em like a video 

And edit they life 

This is a threat, when I talk you, listen to death 

And if I run out of money, then my wrist is a bet 

And the streets said they wanted more Kiss 

Up north niggas pop me in and do a hundred more dips 

He's a hustler 

I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh 

He's a gambler 

I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips 

He's a gangster 

I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list 

That's why 

He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga 

By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss? 

Yo, whether it's dope money or rap money, gamble the shit 

Trey pounds of Mauseburgs, handle the shit 

Got too big for the city, cops brought in the Feds 

So we moved across the map and brought in the bread 

Niggas chill for a month and a half, no ruckus 

Got the pictures of baggers and all of the gun busters 

And you know how it go 'cuz it rarely'll change 

Everybody got a license and a alias name 

We don't smoke when we hustle and none of us talk 

Back to back 'til we home, we can front in New York 

'Cuz some of us is running from court 

Smoking weed, mumbling thoughts 

Trying to stay humble for shorts 

We could do this the mob way and kiss you on both cheeks 

Or do it the hard way and shoot through your gold teeth 

Stand on any block, play Cee-lo and craps 

And break niggas for they pack money, then give it back, uh 

He's a hustler 

I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh 

He's a gambler 

I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips 

He's a gangster 

I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list 

That's why 

He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga 

By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss? 

He's a hustler 

I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh 

He's a gambler 

I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips 

He's a gangster 

I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list 

That's why 

He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga 

By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?