Lyrics:
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To give y’all the truth
Jay Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain’t calling me! Jay
Z, call me! Aye, bruh, I
Know you got killers
Please don’t send them
Wujek Fester, wujek Fester
Wujek Fester, ej, ej, ja
Zamknięty na dworze rodziny Addamsów
Walczę na szpady i noże z Gomezem
Ma szaleńcze spojrzenie,
mnie hajs men
I powiedz kiedy wreszcie zejdziesz z Beyonceey
Na tytuł „Best of life" jest za późno
Liroy nie będzie następnym Jay Z trudno
strup nie jest
Pippen
We on to better things, No time for reminiscing
We gettin' better by the second, Be prepared for this shit
Taking over like we Jigga on that Summer
back roll another let that shit fade me
Jay Z call me jigga man tryna jugga a band
The cycle of life I see it vivid
Twenty twenty vision been dilating my
jak Ray Allen
To zawsze było motywacją jak Jay Z i Pharrell
Lat parę sprawdź gdzie jest mój ziom
Nuda na scenie nie kurwa nie wieje już nią
Chujowe rapy
(dang right, right there)
Until they play me like Jay-Z
I'll preach my sentence
Even though the outlook is bleak
Like Memphis
We all got lost, then I
lost it
It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some JAY-Z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent so much
lost it
It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some JAY-Z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent so much
truck
Told her, "Don't call me,' now that bitch sick as fuck
I was seventeen, flexing with a AP (huh?)
Bitch, I had the blueprint, no Jay-Z (what?)
playlist (playlist)
Next to Nas, Scarface, Biggie and some Jay Z (Jigga)
Hair braided but it's nappy like the Bible say (the Bible say)
Don't know what
And Nelly and Missy and Jigga
God damn, it's all a plan devised by the Man, it's a conspiracy
Against fake shit, and anybody who can't make hits or ain't
And Nelly and Missy and Jigga
God damn, it's all a plan devised by the Man, it's a conspiracy
Against fake shit, and anybody who can't make hits or ain't
Wyruszam na wojnę by wygrać ją i mieć wolne
Gdy trzeba nie opuszczam linii frontu
Nauczyła mnie tego muzyka rodem z Nowego Jorku
I nigdy nie powieszę
to the money, it's my kinda convo,
Money, power, respect, that's my kinda combo
Switch it up, niggas told me Jay-Z was the best rapper alive
I was like Jigga
be a good rapper
New, IMPROVED Jay-Z
I quit
I'm retirin
Ain't enough money in THIS game, to keep me around
Sorry Big, I tried
Honest
Can't go with me
gonna be a good rapper
New, improved Jay-Z
I quit
I'm retiring
Ain't enough money in this game, to keep me around
Sorry big, I tried
Honest
Can't
Jay-Z's that deal, with seeds in a field
Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steel
Fuck, you got a flow, that's cool with me
You got a little dough,
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
n*** shot like jay jay
and nothing can hit you
She get wet for a n***
coz am dripping the v v z
and i got the guap and a chatter
and we smoking lui G
and put a bullet where your brain be
I hit the function off them jiggas I'm not Jay-Z
I fucked around and rocked a fella I'm not Dame D
Plenty nights got
ciepłe letnie dni
Rzadko widzę domu drzwi
Jak Jay-Z słoneczko ja i ty
Dla ferajny spod tunelu Salute jak M.O.P
Czekam na lato
Selwy działka wiem co mi da
pierwszej gimnazjum wojna trzynastoletnia
Wjeżdżam na stówę zrobię rozpierdol
Wiedziałem to jak Beckham w United biegał z siódemką
Bezczelność jak u parszywej
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