Lyrics:
I'm going crazy
They said that I'm not changing
I came from the block to blueprint
I know it like I'm Jay Z
I came from the mud
J's in the mud
Like we don't even keep them dracs
Aye tell them boys be safe
Yeah, we pull up to the chase, bank
Shoutout Ny he be dumping shit down
Aye me and Jay, we
klasika jak Jay-Z
Punk je keď vybehne na stage DMS tím
Rozbitý jak porcelán behám po celom areáli
Málokedy vzadu, vždy som bol radšej medzi vami
Zažil som
their own families, what's going on?
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case i gotta rump
A boy on the side of babylontrying
then splish splash
We swim in the deep end
Y'all swim where the fish at
These boys ain't ready man we stick hard where the ribs at
Most of y'all just
catch me in the paint
Can't catch me
Zombie by my ear
By my ear Z Nation
Revenue my spot get em out my way that boy impatient hoe
That boy impatient
Get
the crazy ducky boy wearing flannel
I climb the Verrazano eat my pasta with Romano
The Brooklyn mutt is about to go rabid
Killin' motherfuckers is my only bad
cowards die a thousand times
Written, mastered, produced by the same guy
I'm Dr Dre and Jay Z at the same time
Tell your girl to hurry and tell her bring
replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me Big (and another one)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking
rocking vlone
Ian Jay Z or Ye I ain't watching the throne
FTP on my jacket you can spell it in bones
She wanna sneak me in the crib let me see if you grown
about now
You're about to be possessed
By the sounds of emcee Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two
get a new kill
Jay say one by one, but I want them all, make the whole harvest chill
Niggas say Fox five, but never shot nothing, so who I'm supposed
they never phase me cause L was
never lazy soaked up the blueprint Jay Z/ L just a product of dope singing trap
giving hope Kuntri go and let the horns
hazy
I hate Kanye and I hate Jay-Z
I'm in love with you Skeptik baby
Little does she know I’m plotting her death
I love you too girl till your very
Y'all weren't doin this dirt
When Jeru came clean
Before the Freddie Foxxx conflict with DMX
Around the time Jay-Z and Nas's girl had sex
I used to wake
a taxi and hopped up in the backseat
He told the driver, 550 Jay Street
And by the way, I'm taking you with me
'cause I, I really really like the way
[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..
real
From toy guns to real guns
Still playing with big wheels
Sick still
Brooklyn Boy don’t care
How pigs feel
Yall scary
Want us to comply
And sit still
steppin' out hotta dis year
99 bottles and tall can beers
Cheers from the crowd for at least 10 years
Yup, see how it sound when it's bangin' in ya ear
Chronic 1 and 2, looking up at the sky at the sun
Up until the day the sun is you
You listening to hip-hop, you in Jay's house
Wayne's house, Nas' house
these Niggas Finna hate me
Brooklyn on my Jay-Z
Hell naw I'm not having a baby
I'm a make these Niggas hate me
She like what you doing lately
deadly but calm
Word to my born, dead by dawn
Got the right to bear arm, ring the alarm!
Another sound boy dyin, hot irons
Slugs flyin out the hardware
her eat a Plan B
Im trying to rock the whole nation like Im signed to Jay-z
State to state show to show know we gone rock out
Ian polo g but you
babies
Be the Beyoncé to my Jay-Z
Now look you went Patrick Swayze
Like codefendants thought you'd stick with me
How was I suppose to know you was plain
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