Lyrics:
off of?
Ain't no denying nigga, I'm as big as pun
You can be Carl Lewis, but me I'ma still outrun
These niggas scared, watch 'em tippy toe
Get my money
baby, Class of two thousand and nineteen
And I ain't got no baby
Uh,
But I ain't throwing shade though
Couple of my niggas got kids
And it's okay yo
Uh,
Look nigga
I hate to be the bearer of sick news, and
I know you never heard my name
But I'm AV, and your bitch choosin
Jay-Z. Rick Rubin
99 Problems,
the 2K3 they can't see me
We ABN out SUC
Bitch niggas better beat they feet
Ain't no way you finna fuck with me
Ain't no way you finna fuck with Boss
Ain't
Always got they hand out
That's constipation my nigga
You ain't got shit coming
(Jay-Z Words of Wisdom Interview)
OK money, power, respect
Bet I know all
comin' back, sho' 'nough"
Lil Jay like, "Damn, I hit that nigga in his head" (shoot him in his head)
That wasn't enough, that nigga ain't dead (damn)
In life, it's two things Ima always do
That's stay in my lane
And ignore the bullshit
Flexing
Showing muscles off
I'm 'bout to do like Jay-Z
What it is, nigga bow down, bow down,
Nigga show some love, ain?t no hoes in ta us
We can swing the bus, we can share some blood,
Blood blood,
of course mine what
Never cross my family can we all get along hell no I'm tryin' to tell y'all
Here it is that rule that biz got your baby daddy but Jay-Z
give names
If a real nigga cry then
It's real pain so on the real my nigga I
Don't feel ashamed ain't
No pussy in ma vains I'm a G with out
Me ya'll jus
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
the sound of this
Guy on stand by jay-Z's half the reason why
Poor poets are held at bay
Lyrics sharp as a ginsu for you
And other people to sway
Back
wit me
If I throw dubs bet she get litty
Young nigga I run my city
No I can't chill this my beginning
Feel like I'm jay z yea I'm in that one mode I
related with a gang of niggas you can Google
I never needed no approval, I could prove it to you
Your son ain't got no life insurance, I'ma shoot it
[Jay-Z]
I thought this was America people!
Uhh, yeah, guilty until proven innocent huh?
That's how we workin huh? Okay
Before me there was
you,
Ain't no Jay-Z,
Jay-Z Jay-Z Jay-Z Jay-Z
You ain't no Jay-Z ,
Jay-Z Jay-Z.
You're just fucken crazy crazy crazy
Yeah why you got to be so stupid,
So I have no other choice but to do it my way (uh-huh, uh-huh)
(Uh-huh, uh-huh) uh
While niggas are shootin' stupid
I'm carefully plottin' ways
A nigga shoot at me, so you know I'm shootin' back!
Just handguns all white air ones,
Niggas talkin' one on ones ain't no fair ones,
You feel me son?
a good brother
Always got your hands out, it ain't no doubt that y'all niggas ain't nothing but blood suckas (yeah)
Plus, y'all ain't bringing nothing
on the cover of a magazine
I'm the source, got the plug with the uncut
Jay-Z Blue Magic nigga, what what
Brand new S Class with a meal ticket
Nigga cocaine
a nigga rapping but I'm still with it
I can't let em treat me like no mil Ticket
Hitting home runs roll Barry bonds
Pull up by myself aine scared of nun
the eyes of a young gutta nigga
Loyal to the game out here tryin to make a come up nigga
Serving lots of jay, cocking blocks
Knockin country niggas out
a shook song
No, I know the wars we took on
Niggas better get gone
[Jay Z]
Yeah, flow sicker on every record
Watch Sean, glock nine,
[Jay-Z]
...back again & back again
I went from Marcy to Hollywood
& back again & back again
As a youth I used to hold the weed up
old heads said I
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