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around popped them niggas by one

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How I be when money come, niggas that hate me stay begging for sum
Like no you lil bitches

around popped them niggas by one
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How I be when money come, niggas that hate me stay begging for sum
Like no you lil bitches

I get crazy
No not like jay z
This shit get hazy
I get crazy, I get crazy
Stop alert this bitch
Can't say I snuck em yeah we won't forget
they talk

[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..

the original Superfly -
And I got love for Hov but I
Ain't fuckin' with that "Suit and Tie"

Remind me again
Remind me again why we in this shit -
Every nigga

all a bunch of vegans
They're not about the beef shit
They're not even original
They copied my shit
Without me
There's no potential
They'll never be

just to rap in, nigga
Bought me a mansion, I deserve that shit
Bought a Maybach, cause Jay Z did
Bought me a Sprinter, cause I seen TI's
Bought me

Sticky, Exdi
M.A.D, The finest, mann
Iturbridge, Big Pun-Z
Underground es Hood Frames
Blowin Up es growing up
Coffee y un maca de Haze
‘Walk on by’, Isaac

Dopeman

201

2 Deep N Da Game

1998

the trial of 
I'm gone 
The State vs. Shawn Carter, a.k.a. Jay-Z
Uhh, uh-huh-uh, uhh, uh-huh-uh, uhh
Whatever the verdict in this trial may be

the light 
Genius ain't measured by some school district marks 
Baby go head, show the universe a champion 
The 144000? It can't be them!
Young mastered

We turn this bitch into SOCOM 2
I'm the best rapper alive, Lil Wayne's migraine
Jay-Z's headache, touchin what the lead ain't
Motherfuck your feelings,

the way that it flirt
I stay ten toes so I can't be lazy
Work nonstop let people think I'm crazy
Gotta mask on, no corona, gotta make it up like Jay-Z
Ion

is a skit
Couple of years we been doing these skits
And no cap by now I thought we would be rich
No
Niggas hit my how you doing?
Well I'm fine
Knowing

get Tray to kill him

Glizzy switch, stuffed in my denim
Far, far, far, fdrrr
Get over here
No fishin' bait, I reel him

Ain't no beef, I'm speakin'

Keep that Glock, on my hip and i ain't ridin' with no safety
Keep one above these niggas, so they can't not try to play me yeah
Oh oh ohhh, I'm on it, if

you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go,

I can't hang around these niggas they ain't got no plans
He crashing out over a bitch that is not yo mans
Niggas out here buying blue checks they

We're back at center court here
At Reebok invitational brought to
You by Jay-Z's S dot Carter tennis shoe set

That's right John i hear
They're

Eazy-E

Murs

Love + Rockets, Vol. 1: The Transformation

2011

the Hubba Ledge or EMB
Shout out to Tommy G and Ray Barbee
Cause there ain't no party like a Bay Party
When Mac Dre died, I was brokenhearted
Show some

a drive-by
And I don’t even watch power, but I got 50 in this Tommy, send ‘em all high
And I’m a big dog, cant kick it with no small fries
Feel like Jay-Z, I

in a new zone, who this?
This ain't no Redbone and who this
I'm sorry, my top is unavailable right now, my roof gone, who this?
Nigga, my taste

home
Nigga, I been in like the zone
I'm looking like Rambo in this bitch
But nigga, I ain't feeling like Stallone
Feel more like I'm in a heist alone

up

Ghetto rich like Jay Z
Public school made me
Obama baby
Class of twenty-nineteen

And I ain't got no baby

Uh

But I ain't throwing shade though

Onslaught 2

Slaughterhouse

SlaughterHouse

2009

ain't shabby with the nouns, I ain't shitty with the verb
When I reach heaven I want the nigga Biggie to be like "Word"
City slicker, New York delivery