Lyrics:
DJ Clue (Jay-Z)
New Shit
(Uh, huh, check it out now)
Road Dawgs
Amil, Eve, Da Brat
(Amillion, E-V-E)
Jay-Z
(First Lady)
(Check it out, uh yo)
a lil' bit
But I let you know I changed names when I roam through town
Stay free and be who I'm professional known as now
Jay-motherfuckin'-Z, and with
question A & are's wanna know
Where I stand in the dispute wit' Nas, Mobb and Jay-Z
Fuck you pay me I slid in on you rap motherfuckers
'Cause the block got
Feat. Jay-Z
[Beanie Sigel]
Bare witness to the greatest, can't beat us, join us
Keep heaters on us, wit red lasers
Now fair warning, sure shots
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
couple just like Jay-Z
Fucking with a bitch she Latina her name Daisy
Messing with a boo out of London named Katie
Talking to this girl from the c her
driving by we walking up this bitch (skrrrr)
And my clip way bigger than yours
How you sliding?
Chops, glocks and extendos with the clips (uhhh)
Fuck
Philly
R kelly is a child molester
Who had beef with Jay-Z
Shit it makes sense why he
Wanted all those Young Gunz
If you wanna keep it hood
Let's keep it
sent
Here to give y'all the truth jAY-Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain't call me
JAY-Z, call me, ay bruh jAY-Z
I know you got killers
Please don't send 'em
Oh shit - rolle mit dr gang - i rolle mit dr Clique
Drück uf play - record'e de shit - mir dräie e neue Clip
Clip für Clip - Ja i lade nache - droppe
question A & are's wanna know
Where I stand in the dispute wit' Nas, Mobb and Jay-Z
Fuck you pay me I slid in on you rap motherfuckers
'Cause the block got
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
While Riding round in the whip
Smoking a splif
Shooting at the oops
Running from the cops
This the attitude nigga
Remember this jay z bar
Once you
rocks like Colorado
Waddle off the champagne
Cristals by the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though (me)
Slick like a gato, ya boy Jay-Z
My pops
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Jay-Z)
[Freeway]
Man if I get rocked, this shit for my kids nigga
It's that real shit...
[female singer, repeated throughout
You know what the fuck time it is
I was seventeen, flexing with a AP (huh?)
Bitch, I had the blueprint, no Jay-Z (what?)
Pull up in a 'Rari like
of disgust
Hating but still trying to be like us
Verse One: Jay-Z
Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma
Then head to the block, to pull
thus mimi
Can't afford unboxing I will never do faking and second hand is my baby
Flex my dreads like am jay z
Tupapi kits I need a hit beat
Rasta man
premature
Shit went sour after Jay-Z left
But they didn't care
I was glad Jay-Z gave me respect
See I was young, fast forward
Hot dollah had the streets
featuring Teflon and Jay Z
Lil' Fame:
Seventy five
Raised on a strip called here brotha hill
Where guns pop and cops get
holdin' wit music rollin' in the gold infinite
[Jay-Z]
We keep it raw & uncut for all the niggas and hoes
The first time you sniff it
It might hurt
the night
You gotta walk towards the light, everything is aight
Make sure, everything you endure stays tight
Big Shaq, Lord Tariq, Jay-Z outta sight
Krüppel, die meinten, sie wären besser
In dieser Zeit war ich alleine und ohne Backup
Doch zerschmetterte jeden Rapper so wie ein Sektglas
Jay, tu bitte
DJ Clue
(Jay-Z)
New Shit
(Uh, huh, check it out now)
Road Dawgs
Amil, Eve, Da Brat
(Amillion, E-V-E)
Jay-Z
First Lady, check it out, uh yo
Don't
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