Rap Game Crack Game Lyrics by Jay-Z

Rap Game Crack Game Lyrics

    Uhh...
    Uhh, yeah
    Won't stop niggaz
    "Somehow the rap game remind me of the crack game" --> [Nas]
    Jigga! Feel me
    People, told ya motherfuckers, told ya
    "See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke" --> [OutKast]
    Uhh, Roc-a-Fella
    Geyeah

    We treat this rap shit just like, handlin weight
    What they want we give it to em, what they abandon we take
    Hit a rapper with consignment, let him know it's at stake
    Put his ass in the studio, let him cook up a cake
    When it's hot, get on my money spot in every state
    Like the wiz in Camelot, the mom-and-pop's is the gate
    But first we scope shit, advertise in every area
    Let the fiends know hey, we got some dope shit
    Gon' need a middle man, so we look to radio
    Let em test the product, give em a promo show
    Just a breeze, not enough to catch a real vibe
    Then we drop a maxi single and charge em two for five
    Ain't tryin to, kill em at first just, buildin clientele
    So when the album drops the first weeks it's on sale
    But when demand grows it's time to expand yo
    You don't want no garbage papi it's ten grand per blow, fo' sho'

    "Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game" --> [Nas]
    "See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke" --> [OutKast]
    [repeat 3X]

    Ge-ge-geyeah
    I got that uncut raw to make a fiend's body jerk
    Got your whole block now, pumpin my work
    My CD's is like keys for you Willie's who
    like to floss my cassette tapes in sixty-two's
    And my singles like gems, you know the treys
    Get you high for a while, but the, high don't stay
    You need another fix, you better cop these last two bricks
    Cause when this shit flip, I'ma get on some other shit
    Never pitchin for a label, Jigga's the hook-up
    You know my shit is fish scale, y'all niggaz is cook up
    Just blow up, scream my name from Brooklyn to Da-kota
    They know my shit stretch without the baking soda
    Went from an eighth, to a quarter, to a half a key
    Priority's work wasn't right so I switched factories
    Now I'm the new nigga, who figured I'd get the game locked
    Now watch how the prices of your cocaine drop, ha ha

    "Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game" --> [Nas]
    "See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke" --> [OutKast]
    [repeat 4X]

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