Lyrics:
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
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
Justin Timberlake is just a new form of Michael
It's cold inspiration, that's the way it be
Without a Jay Z's are probably wouldn't be no Peas
So
a pre---nup
Now ask yourself this question, umm
Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasn't C-E-O
Would you be with F-A-B-O if he drove a Neo
Would you ride with
ain't changed)
[Jay'Ton]
It's like man, I promise you niggaz don't understand
How I suicided do's, on the drop and painted it tan
Back in the days,
fuck that shit I want a twelve inch dick
A Coupe a chrome and a money makin bitch
Verse 1: see Bo
A 'Lac front, back, man, I wish I had it
In
here, Westside)
Understand this
Ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily, baby, let's be friends (come on y'all)
Let's be
here, Westside)
Understand this
Ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily, baby, let's be friends (come on y'all)
Let's be
like jay-z's shirt
Fuckin wit that turf,i'm puffin on that smurf
Fuck it come holla and tell that poppa put away your dollas
Your son got choppas
And if
the finger waves, work it, JT
Handle bars like a fade, watch me work it, JT
I'm at large, running plays like a circuit, JT
I'm selling verses, Jay Z, watch
Woke up this morning to some money on my line
Woke up this morning, bad woman by my side
Looked me in my eyes and she made a nigga smile
Got up out
wifey
Got my old hoes telescopes
So they can see ain't no nigga out there like me
Would think I recorded songs for Jay-Z niggas keep calling me Guru
I
out the work and let the jay snap the scale
My bitch ride slow with the yay like she get L's
I wear that white, I cook that white, but I am not no
R1z yeah
Know I'm down to ride
Listen
Listen
No lie
No lie
No lie
I'm the same kid from the 99
Look
No lie
No lie
No lie
I'm the same kid from the 99
of 9
11 feeling like November 9th 'Cuz I
I got that shit that makes Rick Ross go (Huh)
Make Jay-Z go (Yup) make Kanye Go (haah?)
I know you're at a loss
best to be both
But let's be honest a father really helps with your growth
But I was raised by Nas and Jay-Z and Big L and Eminem
All of them set
here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
50, um, Jay-Z and Nas
I'ma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners
to play these niggas pussies they be in the way
You fuck with him then you fuck with me My nigga that'll be your early grave
Nigga's start shit then act
can't quit 'cause we ?? the grind
[Daz,(Kurupt):]
Yo ( Gangstafied back on the block)
Straight up
D-A-Z, K-you-are-you-P-T
Doing it like usual, you know
my life , my life , my life
Check it out
[ VERSE 2 ]
I've been in the street game since '86
With Mc's on gold D'z takin gangsta flix
Screamin : fuck
I need premium
To fly higher than helium
Try to get to Elysium
That's why I never listen to Jay Z
Albums costing so much that it's making me crazy
I
get by and yet
He wonder why her pussy don't get wet
Twin just got them switches in
Just chill me and Tray on the way
Jay just slapped that bitch
And I’m runnin' with them Z's like I’m Goku (Aye)
If my nigga spin a block I’m finna go too
If he let out 30 shots I’m finna blow too bitch
I tried to get
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