Lyrics:
muthafucka this physics.
This the dead and living mufucka this kismet.
Niggas trying to bottle black power by the business.
Bless the baby bathed in gun
the complex plane
Let Z1 be Z squared plus see
And Z2 is Z1 squared plus see
And Z3 is Z2 squared plus see and so on
If the series of Z's should always
a jab
We put em dead presidents in a body bag
We put em dead presidents in a body bag
We put em dead presidents in a body bag
Smart but the flow dumb
Made
Justin Timberlake is just a new form of Michael
It's cold inspiration, that's the way it be
Without a Jay Z's are probably wouldn't be no Peas
So
driveby shootings
have migrated into East St. Louis
Leaving three dead and two others injured
No arrests have been made
Police say this is
How much mula I got on me plenty
Rihanna money Fenty
T.I all about da money I kill for da money dead presidents Benji Benjamin Franklin
Picture me
or die
Make the hardest motherfucker cry when
A MC pass by
I flip rhymes off the top of my head just
Like Raid I spray MC's until they dead
A vocal
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the after party
Got
a fit
Unironically, I wanna spit like Jay-Z
Pay me ten mill, I probably wouldn't spit like me
Until I'm couple bill' up with my hair all free
Telling
Marcy
Tattooin' "Jay Z" on her breast
She love the way them gold D's
Spin on that six trey
Got a thing for Dre and love NWA
That's gangsta like a Snoop
Bluefaces dead presidents it's like obama
Shit i'm hendrix bitch i work i'm fucking up some commas
That glock bitch
Pulling on the trigger i don't trust no
represented for five minutes
Two of the livest wanted dead or alive
We riders, they ban us because we ain't quiet and watch the G's ride
Two of America's
Gdyby nie hajsy ze zwrotów to by też chuj mnie strzelał
Spokojnie skumacie jak zostaniecie fristajlowcami
Miałem jechać wygrać bitwę a wracam z długami
Co
a hatchet one cold weary morning he killed
two children and the widow Green
Five thousand people gathered there in Ripley invited
by the sheriff Jay O Sean
Dead presidents, John Kennedy
Dead presidents, pockets Mount Everest
When I step on the scene it's a felony (yeah, yeah)
Christian Louboutin (yeah)
to move units by the volume
Jay z owe me money
Spotify owe me money
Dame mi dinero
Dame dame mi dinero
Well shit
Google owe me money
And Jeff Bezos owe me
peace to the be ? I ? G,
Been 13 years and they still fuck with it,
Jay-Z done did, it JD done did, it little bow wow did it and killed it,
I love when
a skrr, and a six shot spin
No, my friend, this ain't no regular bag (no)
I paid fifteen bills in LV, two Z's, the dark
I'm making it back (trappy)
If
ruler or president
Cause I run with shootas tote heavy shit
Keeping the k with a cooling kit
Back in the day on some cooling shit
Me Fredo and Jay on some
Let’s get right to these facts G, why everybody wanna blame Jay-Z
Did he blame you or did he blame me, that’s Billionaire talk baby
Nigg*s sound so crazy,
Try me you'll bleed
I let it rip empty the clip
Run up you'll die in these streets
[Verse 2 - Shawn Jay]
Shawn Jay known to rip a instrumental
You can
and snitching
Can tell by how you niggas switching
Most of you niggas act like bitches
Stop sitting stop wishing
Maybe you could start winning
I plan my attack so
, stackin’ my profit
Grindin’ like Wayne, bitch I ain’t stoppin’
I am missle, You is target
Killing these rappers, I’ll Bag up the body
Dead president’s All in
friends then Tom
1 for the money, 2 for the count
Ridin' in the vehicle I can't even pronounce
S.O.D. Money game, money keep stackin'
I leaked every
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