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P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
pokazuje poziom nie pogadasz z nią
Nie pogadasz z nią nie pogadasz z nią
Miałaś być moją blondie miałaś mi zabronić
I tak poleciałem do nich
Ja i tak nie
I'm Ballin'
I might euro step into Paris
I'm Foreign like language
She callin', She callin', She Callin'
Driving in the field yeah
I might spend a bill
inną, w tym klubie na nią kiwnął
Jego ryj to przynęta, tej dziewczyno naiwno!
Ja chcę by było dobrze, staramy się owszem
Wolę chwilę radosne jak
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
313, and I'm feeling so shady
420, got me smoking like crazy
5 AM, and I'm calling my baby
4:44, cause I'm bumping to Jay-Z
313, and I'm feeling so
nią
Metka z napisem „made in China"
Lodówka pralka toster i
Ten drobiazg do masażu ciała
O żółta rączko wielkie dzięki ci
Żeś tak go sprytnie
like the RZA, like Nas, like Jay
'Cause I mastered the flow from back in the day
Respected by my peers from Drizzy to Cole to Kenny
Thank you for
diamonds in his wristal
Sell fish scale, y'all niggaz love this style
Wannabe players, Jay-Z's offic-ial
Been through out, I could tell you what to do
Yeah, what the fuck! Jay-Z, Marcy, Brooklyn
Representin' the, what, what
Roc-A-Fella y'all, for life
Stretch Armstrong bring the noise, haha
imprezę że sam byś w kalendarz pierdolnął
There's a party up in heaven
There's a party up in heaven
There's a party up in heaven
You ain't gotta cry for me
[Jay-Z]
Uhh, uh uh uh
It's big pimpin baby..
It's big pimpin, spendin G's
Feel me.. uh-huh uhh, uh-huh..
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah..
to a Renegade
Like Eminem and Jay Z
Cause me without music is like
Music is my high
Music's how I get by
Music is my high
Music's how I get by
Music is my high
on your ass you lazy
I caught their eyes like I'm Jay Z
You are out of the league my guys acing
You need help with the problems you facing
I think I'm
brei
Nie zdmuchnie huragan na niebie satelit
Decyduj kim chcesz być wyprzedź sny
Im cel bliżej tym chce się żyć
By wyprzeć syf żyjesz wizję ich z dymem
the ROC, in ya area!"
You better warn ya folks
They hate to see a real clique, but now
[Chorus w/ (Jay-Z ad-libs)]
[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]
Highest paid
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
Don't believe in the z's imma leo not A cancer
Tried to up bullets make him a dancer
People be buggin violence is the Answer
Tori diss I dont care what my
want to ever get away with murder
All you got to do is shoot someone in the head
Look at all these dead rappers man
Biggie Smalls Jam Master Jay 2Pac
ty zatruwasz swoją krew
Przecież urodziłeś się z nią czysty tak jak górska rzeka
Rootsman Soul we lived in mad world
Rootsman Soul we lived in mad
Because we've seen The Blueprint
With Jay we've seen that you could come in
The game and do 10, 12
15 – still win and still be the
King of hip hop we have
the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest as you like
But come, get some, you little bums
I take the cake from under
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