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I need a knot weather the bread is for me or not
I need a knot weather the bread is for me or not
I need a knot weather the bread is for me or not
of Jay-Z, Z
Check me out

30's the new twenty, nigga
I'm so hot still
Better broad, better automobile
Bet a yard, nah, bet a hundred mill
Then by the songs
of Jay-Z, Z
Check me out

30's the new twenty, nigga 
I'm so hot still
Better broad, better automobile
Bet a yard, nah, bet a hundred mill
Then by
tell your boss, you can't come in tomorrow

My dro come by the jar
They bring me drinks, why come by the bar?
Nah, nigga I ain't come here to spar
These
warm tie like a ascot
I used to run with the have-nots
Kept the ave' hot just so we could have knots
A lot of niggas see they dreams in a glass pot
Until
of Jay-Z, Z
Check me out

Thirty's the new twenty, n**** 
I'm so hot still
Better broad, better automobile
Bet a yard, nah, bet a hundred mill
Then by
watch like Movado so I floss like I'm lotto
You ain't lounging, til you've been counting by the thousands
Profiling, pushing more weight than your
fucking knot split
Grab the green from Al by showing him hot grits (no one)
Ain't nobody iller than me

It's the Mr. Fuzzy from the 313
No one, no one is
know?

Well here we go hot cake dough?
Jellybeans banjo candy store
Polka dot backpack microphone 
Shamalama ding dong doggie bone
Chippeechippa
of Jay-Z, Z
Check me out

30's the new twenty, nigga 
I'm so hot still
Better broad, better automobile
Bet a yard, nah, bet a hundred mill
Then by
gettin' hot 
So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot? 
Police looking at niggas through a microscope 
In L.A. everybody and they momma sell dope
[Ice Cube] 
Damn G  the spot's gettin hot 
So how the f*** am I supposed to make a knot? 
Police looking at n****z through a microscope 
In L.A.
trying to make a gram tonight 
Cause I can get it for you raw, gray, tan or white 
Fuck rap yo, I'd rather be planning a flight 
Somewhere hot on a wave
the skin was tanner
"Fuck The Police!!" jumpin over radio scanners
It was hot in the shade, wet paint all over the canvans
Fuck Vanilla Ice cones, we had
on 25's
By the way, where you from? (get 'em) and can I come?
You gigglin' baby, at the same time, jigglin' baby
You like, I like in Queens, don't laugh
But
everybody off, but I don't care if you know

[Chorus: Jean Grae]
Yo I'm on the line like white, china, table
Lay it all out for the shit; nigga, no, doubt
the skin was tanner
"Fuck The Police!!" jumpin over radio scanners
It was hot in the shade, wet paint all over the canvans
Fuck Vanilla Ice cones, we had
scars starting off at the side of they're ear
Ending up by the jaw of the throat another law broke
I try to patch it white kids is buying acid
Closing
cock knot
I'm a get ya hot cock glock nigga in a knot
Strong as that hen on the rock 
Hit ya flesh with lead you down with the best dog
'cause none of my
to be the boss, up in this here floss shit
Hit the lot went by the knot, don't even ask what the cost is
It's hot in the Dirty South, you know the top got
stuffin
Bloody, bloody, bloody, blood clot, on your knot
Left kids in the stack with the big hot, sixteen shot
Duke listen, kids is missin, in action
If
color hot banana
Vanilla coat seats piper made by Tropicana
Speakers do the wop rims do the macerana

This is Taliban Dipset Rocafella
It ain't
the Porsche color hot banana
Vanilla coat seats piper made by Tropicana
Speakers do the wop rims do the Macerana
This is Taliban Dipset Rocafella
It ain't
about to blow up the spot
All I wanna see is fire cause I'm makin shit hot
Like the blow between glocks, mad niggas I shot
Give a fuck on a cop,
one liked, my whole life, is one big roll of the dice 
Payin a price twice as expensive as white kids 
Destined for Riker's not knowin my existence