Lyrics:
these niggas but I'm not gon' cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa, Jay-Z die too
Lookin' out for Mobb Deep, nigga when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve
I'm not gonna cry
I'm a Bad Boy killer, Jay-Z die too
Looking out for Mobb Deep: nigga, when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe
Welcome to Jay-Z's poetry reading
Art, who goes there?
Do this, do this
It was the winter, it was cold
It was the cold winter
Welcome ladies
KW: Just like that!
PW: Wow, i can’t wait to hear what
That sounds like i know
We are all shaped and moulded by
All that we’ve gone through
And by
loud
If you can't tell just by the sound sound sound sound
You can come and get it now now now now (now, now)
Baby come and swing that lil' body my my
need dat switch call up lil jay
He get to trippin send sum hot shit to yo FACE
Pussy boy tryna beef with me; im sending shots from A to Z
Choppa left
Fuck Jay-Z!
Yeah! Wait What?
It's D-Bo Mothafucka, It's the Creamery
Oh oh, Okay my bad...Yo pass the blunt though
Go ahead a take your shot
I'll
J-A-Y
And Z love me, behind that pretty face they know Ceej gon get ugly
Trying to stack these G's, cause I know that money love me
Always rep the V,
tour
To su moje, to su moje známky života
Step by step, je veľa ciest
No big boy road je divoká
To su moje, to su moje známky života
Step by step, je
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,
Huh, yeah, Gang
Gang, gang
Gan-gan-Gang
I'm on my Jay-Z shit (Gang)
(Tell they ass Leo)
My vision is yo vision, that's iVision (Yup)
All religion got
said it by mistake
My t-shirts make more money than your mixtape
I tell a boy Boy Better
Know it’s money making season
I book a flight to New York for no
Marcy
Tattooin' "Jay Z" on her breast
She love the way them gold D's
Spin on that six trey
Got a thing for Dre and love NWA
That's gangsta like a Snoop
Water through my faucet (ay)
Going to bed I'm exhausted (boy)
Throwing some Z's but remember you hating on me
That won't make it harder (boy)
Water
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
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,
don't want to be with me
You said you have a boyfriend, but like you said, he is a boy
I am the real thing, and he is just a toy
Something that you
to be with me
You said you have a boyfriend, but like you said, he is a boy
I am the real thing, and he is just a toy
Something that you pick up, play
flammable
going by the z's
Bitches be feeling me from brooklyn to queens
Get around me
Ya only talking bout beans
You aint making moves boi
You just a fiend
I
Thas on bro I can't wait till I clap
Me and Jay too deep tryna black
Tori don't run up you gon catch a cap
I'm not playing this deeper than rap
I'm
shoutout Jay-Z
In the HOV lane, push 180
Can't you tell this Lowprah baby
Now, assume the position
Submission, submission
Submit
I stay eating, you reheated
you, boy
I'm on a hype tip, this ain't no ego trip
Just rollin' thick as hell, champagne I sip as well
Listen and you'll envision, this rap's
fools
You know me don't play by the rules
And if ur boys wanna chit chat
Ya know that we bring them tools
We broke man up like a kitkat
Did it again put
him
There goes the guy with the funky sound
The Beastie Boys you know we come to get down
Because I've got the flow where I grab my dick
And say oh
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