It's Like That
Jay-Z & Kid Capri Lyrics


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Yeah, uh-huh, watch this y'all (c'mon)
Uh, watch this y'all
C'mon, Jigga, watch this y'all
C'mon, Roc-A-Fella y'all
Uh, watch this y'all (it's Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)

As a youngin dumbin, gun in the waist
Sold crack to those who couldn't take the pain
And had to numb it with base
Couldn't drink the Henny straight, I needed somethin to chase
Nowadays I throw shots back, leavin nuttin to waste
Life's like a treadmill, niggas runnin in place
Gettin nowhere fast, a whole year done past
I vowed to never stop winnin, 'til the earth stop spinnin
Rock hot linen, cop hot cars and hot women
If it's not him then you got it confused, y'all not rememberin
My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
I'm raised, illrational, way misunderstood
If you ain't live like I live, been one with the hood
I done what I could, to come up with this paper 'til this day still
Run with the hood, guess it's part of my nature
If Hell awaits a, nigga, I'm comin with the razors
Still flashin ya shit, try to pass me in a Six
Type classy on the wrists, every bit of 30 karats
This is, not a game this is not why I came
May these words find a spot on your brain and burn
Then I recycle my life I shall return

How tight is your flow?
'Cause I'm like that yo
How right is your dough?
'Cause I'm like that yo
How white is your blow?
'Cause I'm like that yo
Only, write what you know
'Cause I'm like that

How tight is your flow?
Just like that yo
How right is your dough?
Just like that, uh
How white is your blow? (Uh-huh)
'Cause I'm like that nigga (watch this)
Only, write what you know (yeah)
Watch this yo

I'm a hop skip and a jump from grippin the pump
Spittin a couple of curse words, and hittin you chump
Shit, I get digits in lumps
I'm a motherfuckin problem, is this what you want?
Overachiever, I love chicks that puff cheeba in reefer paper
I hate the ones that blow up ya beeper, 'cause I
Go in it deeper, I only bone divas
Impregnate the world when I come through your speakers
Fuck hot, my records got the fever
Niggas kick dirt, get ya whole block sweeped up
I creep up when the beef heats up
Caught him with his feet up and shoes off, 'bout to snooze off
Hatin, 'cause you can't turn the booze off
You dudes is too soft, why I don't fuck with you all
I might bark your ex, and spit at the locks
But, other than that, I don't be fuckin with cats
Just me Ty and B.I.g, thug it like that
E, Dame and Biggs, who else fuckin with that?
Y'all can never diss Jigga, get nothin for that
Other than a couple of slugs in ya back
Rappers y'all, runnin around like I won't gun ya down
Last nigga that fronted, two shots spun him around
Lord, accept this offerin here's somethin for your crown
I admit no malice, I just met his challenge and won

How tight is your flow?
'Cause I'm like that yo
How right is your dough?
Just like that yo
How white is your blow?
'Cause I'm like that yo
Only, write what you know
I'm just like that

How tight is your flow?
'Cause I'm like that yo
How right is your dough?
Just like that yo
How white is your blow?
'Cause I'm like that yo
Only, write what you know
I'm just like that

How tight is your flow? (Know what I'm sayin?)
(I'm built like that ya heard?) How right is your dough?
(On all levels we can get it on, you know?)
How white is your blow?
(Jigga, Kid Capri, yo) Only, write what you know

(Soundtrack for the streets nigga) How tight is your flow?
How right is your dough?
'Cause I'm like that yo, ya heard?
How white is your blow? Holla back
Only, write what you know
Bounce wit me, bounce

Girls and gun (uh-huh bounce)
All I want (bounce wit me c'mon, bounce)
Stock exchange (uh-huh bounce)
Rocks and thangs (Jigga)
Girls and guns (Kid Capri shit, huh?)
All I want (Who's fuckin' with that? Huh?)




Stock exchange (like that yo)
Rocks and thangs (I'm just like that yo)

Overall Meaning

Jay-Z & Kid Capri's song "It's Like That" is a high-energy, boastful track that features both artists showcasing their lyrical mastery. The song's verses cover topics like Jay-Z's early life selling drugs and his current success, as well as the duo's skill in their respective fields.


The opening lines of the song set the tone for the rest of the track, with Kid Capri hyping up the audience ("watch this y'all") and Jay-Z declaring his signature phrase "I'm like that yo." Jay-Z's first verse explores his past as a drug dealer, noting that he sold crack to those who "couldn't take the pain" and had to "numb it with base." He also compares life to a "treadmill", where people run in place and get nowhere fast. Jay-Z then states that he will never stop winning until the earth stops spinning and boasts about his success with "hot cars and hot women." He emphasizes his toughness and grit with lines like "If Hell awaits a, nigga, I'm comin with the razors" and "I buy my glocks used wit bodies on it."


The chorus of the song consists of Kid Capri and Jay-Z trading lines asking "how tight is your flow?" and "how right is your dough?" while asserting that they are both "like that." The second verse is more focused on Jay-Z's prowess in the rap game, with lines like "fuck hot, my records got the fever" and "I admit no malice, I just met his challenge and won." The song ends with a call and response between Jay-Z and Kid Capri about "girls and guns" and "rocks and thangs."


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, uh-huh, watch this y'all (c'mon)
Introduction to the song


Uh, watch this y'all
Kid Capri hyping up the song


C'mon, Jigga, watch this y'all
Kid Capri asking Jay-Z to join in


C'mon, Roc-A-Fella y'all
Kid Capri hyping up the Roc-A-Fella crew


Uh, watch this y'all (it's Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
Kid Capri reminding everyone who's on the track


It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
Jay-Z confirming Kid Capri's statement


'Cause I'm like that yo
Jay-Z asserting his personality


I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
Jay-Z reaffirming his authenticity


As a youngin dumbin, gun in the waist
Jay-Z describing his past involvement in illegal activities


Sold crack to those who couldn't take the pain
Jay-Z explaining one of the reasons why he sold drugs


And had to numb it with base
Jay-Z describing how his customers used drugs to escape from reality


Couldn't drink the Henny straight, I needed somethin to chase
Jay-Z explaining his reasons for using alcohol


Nowadays I throw shots back, leavin nuttin to waste
Jay-Z boasting about being able to handle alcohol well


Life's like a treadmill, niggas runnin in place
Jay-Z's analogy about how some people's lives don't seem to progress


Gettin nowhere fast, a whole year done past
Jay-Z lamenting how time seems to fly by without much progress


I vowed to never stop winnin, 'til the earth stop spinnin
Jay-Z's determination to succeed forever


Rock hot linen, cop hot cars and hot women
Jay-Z listing his luxuries


If it's not him then you got it confused, y'all not rememberin
Jay-Z reminding his critics of his status


My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Jay-Z's refusal to accept failure


Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Jay-Z revealing his source for firearms


Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
Jay-Z warning his enemies with his gun ownership


I'm raised, illrational, way misunderstood
Jay-Z acknowledging his upbringing and how he is often misinterpreted


If you ain't live like I live, been one with the hood
Jay-Z challenging those who question his experiences


I done what I could, to come up with this paper 'til this day still
Jay-Z's struggle to succeed and maintain his wealth


Run with the hood, guess it's part of my nature
Jay-Z's explanation for his loyalty to the hood


If Hell awaits a, nigga, I'm comin with the razors
Jay-Z's declaration of willingness to fight till the end


Still flashin ya shit, try to pass me in a Six
Jay-Z boasting his luxurious lifestyle


Type classy on the wrists, every bit of 30 karats
Jay-Z describing his expensive jewelry


This is, not a game this is not why I came
Jay-Z stating his purpose for making music


May these words find a spot on your brain and burn
Jay-Z's hope that his music will impact his listeners


Then I recycle my life I shall return
Jay-Z's belief in reincarnation


How tight is your flow?
Kid Capri asking about the quality of Jay-Z's rapping


How right is your dough?
Kid Capri asking about the legitimacy of Jay-Z's income


How white is your blow?
Kid Capri asking about the purity of Jay-Z's cocaine


Only, write what you know
Kid Capri advising Jay-Z to rap about his life experiences


'Cause I'm like that
Jay-Z agreeing with Kid Capri's advice


Just like that yo
Jay-Z reaffirming his personality


I'm a hop skip and a jump from grippin the pump
Jay-Z warning his enemies that he is ready to use a gun


Spittin a couple of curse words, and hittin you chump
Jay-Z threatening to attack his enemies verbally and physically


Shit, I get digits in lumps
Jay-Z boasting about his success with women


I'm a motherfuckin problem, is this what you want?
Jay-Z challenging anyone who wants to mess with him


Overachiever, I love chicks that puff cheeba in reefer paper
Jay-Z revealing his preference for women who smoke marijuana


I hate the ones that blow up ya beeper
Jay-Z dislikes women who are clingy and demanding


'cause I go in it deeper, I only bone divas
Jay-Z admitting that he prefers to sleep with high-class women


Impregnate the world when I come through your speakers
Jay-Z's confidence in the popularity of his music


Fuck hot, my records got the fever
Jay-Z boasting about his record sales


Niggas kick dirt, get ya whole block sweeped up
Jay-Z warning his enemies of the consequences of their actions


I creep up when the beef heats up
Jay-Z's strategy of waiting for his enemies to make a move before he attacks


Caught him with his feet up and shoes off, 'bout to snooze off
Jay-Z bragging about catching his enemy off guard


Hatin, 'cause you can't turn the booze off
Jay-Z mocking his enemies for their inability to control their drinking


You dudes is too soft, why I don't fuck with you all
Jay-Z's dismissal of those who are not like him


I might bark your ex, and spit at the locks
Jay-Z threatening to have sex with his enemies' ex-girlfriends and deface their property


But, other than that, I don't be fuckin with cats
Jay-Z's claim that he only fights those who provoke him


Just me Ty and B.I.g, thug it like that
Jay-Z reminiscing about his past collaborations with his friends


E, Dame and Biggs, who else fuckin with that?
Jay-Z asking who else can match their success


Y'all can never diss Jigga, get nothin for that
Jay-Z's warning to his critics


Other than a couple of slugs in ya back
Jay-Z's threat to physically harm his enemies


Rappers y'all, runnin around like I won't gun ya down
Jay-Z challenging other rappers to compete with him


Last nigga that fronted, two shots spun him around
Jay-Z boasting about his past successes


Lord, accept this offerin here's somethin for your crown
Jay-Z dedicating his success to God


I admit no malice, I just met his challenge and won
Jay-Z's justification for his actions


How tight is your flow? (Know what I'm sayin?)
Kid Capri repeating his earlier question


(I'm built like that ya heard?) How right is your dough?
Jay-Z repeating his earlier response


(On all levels we can get it on, you know?)
Kid Capri agreeing with Jay-Z


(Jigga, Kid Capri, yo) Only, write what you know
Kid Capri and Jay-Z uniting to produce quality music


(Soundtrack for the streets nigga) How tight is your flow?
Kid Capri emphasizing the importance of quality music


How right is your dough?
Kid Capri's question about Jay-Z's income


'Cause I'm like that yo, ya heard?
Jay-Z's assertion of his personality and success


How white is your blow? Holla back
Kid Capri's inquiry into Jay-Z's cocaine purity


Bounce wit me, bounce
Kid Capri encouraging listeners to dance along


Girls and gun (uh-huh bounce)
Kid Capri's mention of two popular topics in hip-hop


All I want (bounce wit me c'mon, bounce)
Kid Capri's instructions to dance along


Stock exchange (uh-huh bounce)
Kid Capri alluding to Jay-Z's wealth


Rocks and thangs (Jigga)
Kid Capri mentioning Jay-Z's jewelry


Girls and guns (Kid Capri shit, huh?)
Kid Capri repeating his earlier point about popular hip-hop topics


All I want (Who's fuckin' with that? Huh?)
Kid Capri's boast and challenge to other DJs


Stock exchange (like that yo)
Kid Capri's allusion to Jay-Z's wealth and success


Rocks and thangs (I'm just like that yo)
Jay-Z acknowledging the subject matter of the song and his own success




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: David A. Love, Shawn Carter, Frank A. Friedman

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