Lyrics:
ain't got it, I got it
I get it
I only give it to those who really live it
Like Jay-Z, the Game
And my dogs that really did it
Like Kweli, like Common
I don't give an ounce what y'all say
I'll bounce with Beyonce
Meet Jay-Z in the hallway
Instead of being Ali
I'll be Alay
Now all we gotta do is carry
just spit it off the dome
That pen and pad my enemies
We don't get along
I'm like Hova, when he was Jay-Z
I'm big in his prime, it's poetry
Bigger than
beyonce turned Jay Z into a bitch
[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz]
Blaqman stays hard yall soft as lard
We rep continents yall stuck on blvds
The rain may fall but
(let me warm it up for ya)
[Jay-Z]
Who better to usher you back through the gutter
Than America's number one hustler (Sean Carter)
Don't call it
the walls
Thats all they saw
[Verse 5: The Game]
Hip Hop ain't dead, it just took a couple shots
I bring it back to life, give it a couple shots
The kings
took his bitch
You already know Jay-Z been knowin' that he violated George Floyd
Black people ain't supportin' him (we ain't)
He was on Drink Champs
Chyeah, Renegades is back, Em the beat is sick
It's Young, Freeway, Eight miles
Let's go
Eight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'
dem Rockefeller-Kreis so wie 'ne Jay-Z-LP
Ballern auf Opferrapper Blei, immer noch A.C.a.b.
Mehr Money als Saudi-Araber, ich bang' deine Frau auf
Pay 580 for blow, better believe I have 1160 to show
My dough flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z the icon, baby, you like Dom?
Maybe this Cristals'll change
Pay 580 for blow, better believe I have 1160 to show
My dough flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z the icon, baby, you like Dom?
Maybe this Cristals'll change
must be crazy
Now they saying Common, Nasir and Jay-Z (that's right)
Leaders of tomorrow, follow the steps of (oh)
Africans rappin' in ghettos, make
must be crazy
Now they saying Common, Nasir and Jay-Z (that's right)
Leaders of tomorrow, follow the steps of (oh)
Africans rappin' in ghettos, make
than the
Dollar bills in your salaries
Snapin' these bitches into reality
Cryin' and pain, blind by the chain
Niggas can't deny the reign
It's a shame
to see me, beats fuck up ya hooptie
Suburbans, Benz or the two seats
Major numbers the first week
[Chorus + Jay-z]
[Jay-Z]
Uh, come on with it
think of me when you think
Of jay-z think of kiss
Fif' or Em when you think
Of them think of this
I'm ma bout to go pick
Up this little stinky bitch
believe aliens
Fake Shit
It's reality to haters
All I can do is cater
The rhymes that are later
Criticized
And minimized
By Fake Shit
Fake Shit
Why is
your shoes before
You leave the house
These rocks on me, no Jay Z
What you need I bring it out
I get so fresh and clean, she wipe me down
Her teeth
can't stop
Yeah the girls are in the back blastin' that good ol hip-hop
Call up some friends disturb the peace
Play a smash by Jaz or Jay-Z's dope
just isn't meant to be; maybe you ain't special
But you can get it; you hate this, do it better
One, two, bring it to the top
Hip-Hop hopscotch, kick it
Make the song cry like Jay-Z (Nas)
On the come up like AZ (Nas)
Make the song cry like Jay-Z (Nas)
On the come up like AZ (Nas)
Make the song cry
said she love B.I.G. and she likes Tupac
And when I said Jay-Z she say, "It's the Roc"
I'ma leave it like this, like this like that
Where Brooklyn at?
said she love B.I.G. and she likes Tupac
And when I said Jay-Z she say, "It's the Roc"
I'ma leave it like this, like this like that
Where Brooklyn at?
the first show
Of Jay-Z's eight-night run at the
Brand-new Barclays Center in Brooklyn, but
He says he'll come back
Too "Ain't no afterparty more
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