Like That
kid capri feat jay-z 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

The song "It's Like That" by Kid Capri featuring Jay-Z showcases the two artists' distinct styles of rap. The chorus repeats the phrase "How tight is your flow? 'Cause I'm like that yo" emphasizing the importance of staying true to oneself in the rap game. In the first verse, Jay-Z raps about his past as a drug dealer, where he had to numb the pain by selling crack, and the lifestyle he lives now, where he indulges in high-class items. He claims to never stop winning until the earth stops spinning, displaying his ambitious nature. He also alludes to his loyalty to the hood and coming from a misunderstood background. The second verse by Jay-Z features his braggadocious persona. He talks about being a problem in the rap game, the love of hip hop, and getting ladies. He also warns his competition of the consequence of dissing him.


In summary, "It's Like That" is a song about staying true to oneself and not conforming to anyone's standards. It portrays the two rappers' contrasting past and present lifestyles, emphasizing the importance of hard work and dedication to achieve success in the rap game. The song also showcases the artists' unique flows and styles of rap.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, uh-huh, watch this y'all (c'mon)
Introducing the track and getting ready to start the show.


As a youngin dumbin, gun in the waist
I was young and foolish, carrying a gun on my waist.


Sold crack to those who couldn't take the pain
I sold crack to people who were in pain and needed to numb it.


And had to numb it with base
They resorted to using crack cocaine as their drug of choice.


Couldn't drink the Henny straight, I needed somethin to chase
I couldn't drink Hennessey straight, I had to mix it with something else.


Nowadays I throw shots back, leavin nuttin to waste
I now drink my liquor straight, without mixing it with anything.


Life's like a treadmill, niggas runnin in place
Life is like a treadmill, people running in the same place without moving forward.


Gettin nowhere fast, a whole year done past
Time is passing by quickly, but we're not making any progress.


I vowed to never stop winnin, 'til the earth stop spinnin
I made a promise to myself that I would never stop winning until I die.


Rock hot linen, cop hot cars and hot women
I wear the finest clothes, drive the best cars, and date the most beautiful women.


My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
My motto is to never lose and to stay motivated.


Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
I follow the street rules and buy my guns second-hand.


Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
If you want to mess with me, I've got guns that have killed people before.


I'm raised, illrational, way misunderstood
I grew up in a rough environment, misunderstood by others.


If you ain't live like I live, been one with the hood
If you haven't experienced my life, living in the streets, then you can't understand me.


I done what I could, to come up with this paper 'til this day still
I did everything I could to get money and I'm still hustling to this day.


Run with the hood, guess it's part of my nature
I still associate with the people from my neighborhood because it's who I am.


If Hell awaits a, nigga, I'm comin with the razors
If I'm going to Hell, I'm going to go down fighting.


Still flashin ya shit, try to pass me in a Six
I'll still try to show you up if you drive a fancy car.


Type classy on the wrists, every bit of 30 karats
I wear expensive and flashy jewelry on my wrists, with 30 carats of diamonds.


This is, not a game this is not why I came
I'm not here to play games; I have a serious message.


May these words find a spot on your brain and burn
I hope my words make a lasting impression on you.


Then I recycle my life I shall return
After I die, I believe in reincarnation.


I'm a hop skip and a jump from grippin the pump
I'm ready to pull out my gun at any moment.


Spittin a couple of curse words, and hittin you chump
I'll curse at you and hit you if necessary.


Shit, I get digits in lumps
I get phone numbers in large quantities.


I'm a motherfuckin problem, is this what you want?
I'm a tough guy and I'll cause trouble if you mess with me.


Overachiever, I love chicks that puff cheeba in reefer paper
I'm an overachiever and I love women who smoke weed.


I hate the ones that blow up ya beeper, 'cause I
I hate women who constantly text and call me.


Go in it deeper, I only bone divas
I'm selective about the women I sleep with.


Impregnate the world when I come through your speakers
My music touches people everywhere.


Fuck hot, my records got the fever
My music is the hottest thing out there right now.


Niggas kick dirt, get ya whole block sweeped up
If you mess with me, your whole neighborhood will suffer.


I creep up when the beef heats up
I'll come after you when things get heated.


Caught him with his feet up and shoes off, 'bout to snooze off
I caught the enemy off guard, relaxing and ready to sleep.


Hatin, 'cause you can't turn the booze off
You're hating on me because you can't stop drinking.


You dudes is too soft, why I don't fuck with you all
I don't hang around weak and insecure men.


I might bark your ex, and spit at the locks
I might date your ex-girlfriend and disrespect you.


But, other than that, I don't be fuckin with cats
Besides that, I don't hang out with losers.


Just me Ty and B.I.g, thug it like that
My crew, which includes Tupac, Biggie, and myself are the real thugs.


E, Dame and Biggs, who else fuckin with that?
My crew also includes Dame Dash and Kareem "Biggs" Burke - who else can compete with us?


Y'all can never diss Jigga, get nothin for that
You can never criticize or diss me and get away with it.


Other than a couple of slugs in ya back
If you mess with me, you might end up getting shot.


Rappers y'all, runnin around like I won't gun ya down
Other rappers act like they're untouchable, but I'll bring them down.


Last nigga that fronted, two shots spun him around
The last guy that disrespected me got shot twice and fell to the ground.


Lord, accept this offerin here's somethin for your crown
I'm offering my music to the world as a tribute to God.


I admit no malice, I just met his challenge and won
I don't have any ill intentions, I just faced a challenge and won.


How tight is your flow? (Know what I'm sayin?)
How well can you rap?


How right is your dough?
How much money do you have?


'Cause I'm like that nigga (watch this)
I'm a real gangsta and you better watch out.


Only, write what you know (yeah)
Only write about things you've experienced.


Girls and gun (uh-huh bounce)
I'm into women and firearms.


All I want (bounce wit me c'mon, bounce)
All I want is to have fun.


Stock exchange (uh-huh bounce)
I'm also focused on making money through investments.


Rocks and thangs (Jigga)
I like jewelry and expensive things.


Girls and guns (Kid Capri shit, huh?)
My DJ, Kid Capri, also likes women and firearms.


All I want (Who's fuckin' with that? Huh?)
All we want is to have fun - who can compete with that?


Stock exchange (like that yo)
We're also focused on making money through investments.


Rocks and thangs (I'm just like that yo)
We like jewelry and expensive things - that's just who we are.




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

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