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to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop
smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop your
to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop
[Chorus: Blackstreet]
You belong to the city 
You belong to the night 
In the river of darkness
He's a man of the night

[Jay-Z]
Yeah,
What
Fuck with me Squigly lines an I.V's.
Uncle Same told me Flocka Murder this MothaFucka!
Yo roc dig a hole for these mothafucka's!
Let me brush my
to dig my hole deeper
It's off to H-E double hockey sticks I go

I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my
to dig my hole deeper
It's off to H-E double hockey sticks I go

I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my
to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop
with the Beatles
He mixed them with Jay Z the whole thing was illegal
Speaking of illegal Jack White did some time
He hit another guy and assault is
Feat. Jay-Z
[Beanie Sigel]
Bare witness to the greatest, can't beat us, join us
Keep heaters on us, wit red lasers
Now fair warning, sure shots
the Thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it right, I'm controlling the game
From now until they blow holes in my frame
I'ma stand
the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it right, I'm
the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it right, I'm
with a dime, motherfuckers 
[Jay-Z] 
Yeah, yeah, I'm a monster 
Sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers 
Ghetto nigga puttin up Will Smith
Feat. Jay-Z
[Beanie Sigel]
Bare witness to the greatest, can't beat us, join us
Keep heaters on us, wit red lasers
Now fair warning, sure shots
league as Jay-Z, Nas, Pac, Biggie or maybe
They name me somewhere down at the bottom, right after AZ
Or say he ripped that Biggie verse, or that Jay-Z
of your fans wear high heels

From Ice-T to cool Moe Dee to Jay-Z 
Now you want to f*** with me? You must be crazy!
You drippin' with wack juice,
Dame Dash still fuck with Jay-Z
Still, real still recognize real
I still feel it in the air we still kill at will

[Chorus]
Now first Pac got caught
buttoned get your face buttoned up
And now when you smirk you look like Jay Z?s shirt
Sippin on turf

[The Game]
Give them hard taking tampons
Shot of patron
the boatload
F*** dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop your bulls***tin', glock with the full clip
the boatload
F*** dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop your bulls***tin', glock with the full clip
rappers like Jay-Z be pumpin cool-Aid through they veins
Is it true what I'm sayin? Slap your soft ass to the floor
And watch my fo-fo put peek holes
Dame Dash still fuck with Jay-Z
Still, real still recognize real
I still feel it in the air we still kill at will

[Chorus]
Now first Pac got caught
(Jay) Fuck that 
(This is it right here baby)
You know what it is

Yo, I used to have bad luck 
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
I fart on a record, trust me nigga it'll sound good
So Jay-Z, if you're down with the groove, my mellow
Get on the mic it's time to show and prove