Lyrics:
's 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
Roc-A-Fella, but I'm getting rich like Jay-Z
Every bar that I spit is crack like Alpo and AZ
I'm back in the business, I'm back on my vision
I'm back for
It’s been times
But the rhymes bring the mind
Back to gritty
My spot in the city
Never played for the game
I just did it for the bitties
My lane didn’t
cool somehow you're the one bleeding
It's not a game to me even though I'm unbeaten
Click clack pow with the Mack wilds in the background
Back then
motherfucker)
The fuck you talkin' about?
Let's get it on now he got shot and left the
Hospital the same day bring the noise
When? What month, motherfucker?
Your girl was taught
To work something, and bring it back to me
Lil' B, you fake bustas recognize a G
I'm so thoed when I spit, money, hoes
Clothes it
this shit is for you
Aye look
I’m going stupid full crazy
Surrounded by haters the niggas that make me
I’m stackin my money inspired by Jay Z
I’m on my
Yeah, we back on some shit, got in the damn streets, huh
She only got two fingers, gave me the peace, huh
Said it's me, I can't fuck with her, stop
back - lean back
I'm (Nickel) Nine, ladies say it with me now
(Nickel) Nine, I am the king of the track
Matter fact Nottz bring it back, go!
(M.I.C.)
back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? It's alright, yeah yeah
done that, just put your mum's knife back, please
Me and Jay-Z bring fire to the booth but I ain't talking bout Charlie
Search lil ky up on Google
It's not a game, it's war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring
The chain with the saw
Bring the pain to your door
Like death was knockin'
at a
Mary J Blige concert
With an "I love Mary" shirt, then find Jay-Z
And push him into a dancer, hopefully
They lock lips
That's when I yell out, "Sounwave
know
Write it down bitch you better remember the name
Y’all better stay in your lane
This is my game and I'll blow up the speakers
I'm eager to bring it
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
Doing me, homework slayin'
Not wasting time trying to play the game
Don't understand, can't comprehend
Talking back every now and then
Pop's taught me
back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? It's alright, yeah yeah
want you,I love you, I hate you,
That's the game that we play,
But baby if you’re turning away,
If you’re walking away,
Know it’s true back when I said,
up
Check-mate, motherfucker, game's over, we won
Tweedle-dee, tweedle-dum
It doesn't take much for me to raise such a stink up
When motherfuckers
represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it
represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it
Yeah, Jay1 Jay1 jay1 Jay1
Look, Jay1 Jay1 look
Out from day jay1 come through with the 1 2
Quick jab to your face
Back as a young G there was bare
Who brings the flavor?
That's me, that's me
Who brings the flavor? That's me i got it
Oh no, it's a scandal
I drop upon the mic like an anvil
sentences
Damn yeah
Look I would dumb it down but even then nix
Student of life into this game
I'm not the usual kid who gets upset from testing from A to Z
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