It's Like That
Jay Z feat. Kid Capri Lyrics
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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)
The lyrics to Jay Z feat. Kid Capri's song "It's Like That" speak to Jay Z's experiences coming up in the streets and rising to the top. He delves into his past as a drug dealer, reflecting how he sold crack to those who couldn't handle the pain, and how he needed something to chase after taking straight shots of Henny. Jay Z's lyrics paint life as a treadmill where people are running in place and getting nowhere fast. He has vowed to never stop winning, and his ambition knows no bounds as he wants to rock hot linen, buy hot cars, and have hot women. He has earned his success and is ready to flaunt it with his 30-karat wristwatch, as he warns anyone not to dare to pass him in a six. He declares that this is not a game and that he will always come out on top, leaving a lasting impression on everyone's minds.
Through his lyrics, Jay Z comes across as a confident individual who recognises his talent, capability and only surrounds himself with people who are at his level. He does not tolerate weakness and claims to be a "motherfucking problem" as he hates women who blow up beepers and bone divas. He proudly impregnates the world when he talks through the singers and believes that he is the one in control of the game with his financial success. He recognises that he has to be careful of who he associates with and only trusts Ty and B.I. He is loyal to his crew, including E, Dame and Biggs. Jay Z notes that he's above being dissed as he can leave a person dying in the streets, but admits no malice towards anyone. Overall, the lyrics convey Jay Z's confidence and self-assurance as he navigates his life in a cutthroat industry.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, uh-huh, watch this y'all
Introduction to the song
Uhh, watch this y'all
Second part of introduction
C'mon, Jigga, watch this y'all
Encouragement to Jay-Z
C'mon, Roc-A-Fella y'all..
Reference to the record label
It's Kid Capri and Jay-Z, it's Jay-Z and Kid Capri
Introduction to the verses
Cause I'm like that yo! I'm really like that
Claiming to be skilled and talented
As a young'un dumbin, gun in the waist
Recalling past actions as a young drug dealer
Sold crack to those who couldn't take the pain
Selling drugs to those in pain
And had to numb it with base
Using drugs to escape the pain
Couldn't drink the Henny straight, I needed somethin to chase
Drinking alcohol with a chaser
Nowadays I throw shots back, leavin nuttin to waste
Drinking alcohol without a chaser
Life's like a treadmill, niggas runnin in place
Comparison to a treadmill, where life feels stagnant
Gettin nowhere fast, a whole year done past
Feeling time pass quickly without progress
I vowed to never stop winnin, 'til the earth stop spinnin
Commitment to success until the end of time
Rock hot linen, cop hot cars and hot women
Pursuing luxury items and women
If it's not him then you got it confused, y'all not rememberin
Asserting identity and recognition
My motto is simply I will not lose
Motivational statement to never give up
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Following street rules and buying used guns
wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
Boasting about having a gun with a body count
I'm raised, illrational, way misunderstood
Explanation of being raised in a tough environment
If you ain't live like I live, been one with the hood
Suggesting that those who haven't lived in the hood can't understand
I done what I could, to come up with this paper 'til this day still
Working hard to achieve financial success
Run with the hood, guess it's part of my nature
Being loyal to one's upbringing and environment
If hell awaits a, nigga I'm comin with the razors
Willing to fight and defend oneself
Still flashin ya shit, try to pass me in a six
Jealousy towards those with better cars
Type classy on the wrists, every bit of 30 karats
Wearing expensive and flashy jewelry
This is, not a game this is not why I came
Taking the music seriously
May these words find a spot on your brain and burn
Hoping the message will be memorable and impactful
How tight is your flow?
Asking about one's rapping skills
How right is your dough?
Asking about one's financial success
How white is your blow?
Asking about drug dealing success
Only, write what you know
Advice to only rap about one's true experiences
I'm a hop skip and a jump from grippin the pump
Being close to getting violent
Spittin a couple of curse words, and hittin you chump
Threatening to fight someone
Shit, I get digits in lumps
Getting a lot of phone numbers
I'm a motherfuckin problem, is this what you want?
Boasting about being a challenge to others
Overachiever, I love chicks that puff cheeba in reefer paper
Preferring women who smoke marijuana
I hate the ones that blow up ya beeper
Disliking women who constantly call or text
Cause I, go in ya deeper, I only bone divas
Being selective in sexual partners
Impregnate the world when I "cum" through your speakers
Boasting about the power of his music
Fuck hot, my records got the fever
Claiming that his music is better than anything hot
Niggas kick dirt, get ya whole block sweeped up
Threatening to harm others and their neighborhood
I creep up when the beef heats up
Being stealthy and dangerous during conflicts
Caught him with his feet up and shoes off, bout to snooze off
Catching someone off guard
Hatin, cause you can't turn the booze off
Jealousy towards those who can drink more
You dudes is too soft, why I don't fuck with you all
Refusal to associate with weak individuals
I might bark your ex, and spit at the locks
Threatening to harm someone's former partner and possessions
Just me Ty and B.I., thug it like that
Being part of a small group of tough individuals
E, Dame and Biggs, what's fuckin with that?
Showing loyalty towards friends and business partners
Y'all can never diss Jigga, get nothin for that
Challenging others to not insult or disrespect Jay-Z
Other than a couple of slugs in ya back
Threatening to harm others physically
Rappers y'all, runnin around like I won't gun ya down
Warning other rappers about violence
Last nigga that fronted, two shots spun him around
Claiming to have previously harmed someone
Lord, accept this offerin here's somethin for your crown
Possibly referencing God or another higher power
I admit no malice, I just met his challenge and won
Claiming that any violence was in self-defense and not malicious
Girls and guns, all I want
Referencing desires for women and weapons
stock exchange, rocks and thangs
Desiring financial success and luxury items
Girls and guns, all I want
Repeated line about wanting women and weapons
stock exchange, rocks and thangs
Repeated line about wanting financial success and luxury items
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING
Written by: David A. Love, Shawn Carter, Frank A. Friedman
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