Lyrics:
basically (do you want me to do it?)
Hold up, skip all the singin' lets go ride tonight, mami (Come on now...Uhhh)
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest
the spotlight
I still hold the Glock with
The wrist twist like this
Gangster shit, no thanks to shit
Niggas selling a million records
More banks to split
Jay-Z
Understand? But it's how I retaliate which
Defines who I am
Jay-Z, ain't nothing dead or alive playing me
I take beef to the grave
That's how my momma raised me
We arose, let's go
So fresh so clean" like 'Kast
Jay-Z be poppin' tags
Leavin' the mall with heavy bags
You know the boy got a love for the cash
ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015
Feinds of the wicked shit its time to get high
Bump your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit by
dropped the soap on purpose
Kaepernick still ain't got a job, shit crazy
And now the NFL doin' business with JAY-Z
When that story came out, people was
Tolerate drama, queen, that is a no-no
Suitin' and booted, I'm playin' fuckin' Halo
You niggas so dumb, bitch, I'm tellin' my Beyonce
Love Jay-Z, but shit
worthless our lives are to the justice system
I struggle, to explain the situation to my son, it's hard
[Verse Two]
N****z with knowledge is more
hop is dead that's what Nas said
I'm trying to make more money than Jay Z's bread a billy
And maybe then I'm a run for president
Reppin' L.E.S. hard
nobody listen to the lyricism no more
You play too much Jay-Z, and watch the kids get bored
You need a dance track to get em all hooked at first.
So when
want no wife like Jada or Brittany Renner (I don't)
And I'll take the money instead of the Jay-Z dinner (haha)
I was smokin' on that Alpo pack when I
head like a tutor
Broke ass boy got Girbaud jeans
Mix my Sprite with some codeine
Dead presidents, no fourteen
I'm just all about the Benjamins, baby
BM, with my contact lens
When the track begins, I'm setting new rap trends
Lettin' lyrics I lay down
You play loud I stay proud with Jay down you
Talqa des faux acteurs
3ammar ananiya ma tansaf
2algham lklam sauvage
New capitalism's traps
Lawraq madmousa
Mfarqa pourcentage
3aqd jdid
Jay mtaqal b
Baby this is what we dodo
[Verse Four: Jay-Z]
They say an eye for an eye, we both lose our sight
And two wrongs don't make a right
But when you been
before the rapper dude
Monopoly with Jay'z and Big
Played for dead presidents under the b k bridge
Can i live niggaz wishing the death of me
My only wish
it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in the trunk
Jimi wit the semi
Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in
When the cars ride by with the boomin' system
Two door Mustang and the roof was missing
Every girl at ya school had the new extensions
Even gangstas
Am new to this game
But am already dropping way more hot bars
Than some of this rappers who been rapping for a decade
They lyrics sound messy they
Am new to this game
But am already dropping way more hot bars
Than some of this rappers who been rapping for a decade
They lyrics sound messy they
still after me, brrt, brrt, brrt
See, I was payin' homage to Hov, I could never diss JAY-Z
Y'all know me better than that, I got real street beefs
first bootleg was Boyz 'N The Hood
Whoever thought gangsta rap would make noise in the hood?
When the cars ride by with the boomin' system
Two door
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
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