Lyrics:
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
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
way you finna fuck with me
Ain't no way you finna fuck with Boss, ain't no way you finna fuck with be
Jay'Ton, DSR hate the click and boys lose they
(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
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
the mind of a
Man who's been traveling the past to sin
Sending a warning to your ancient ancestors
I am the Jay-Z monster verse (loch ness) with condiments,
[Master P talking]
It's like all the shit we done been through, the average company
They probably would've gave up by now
But No Limit, we constantly
way
Little kids wishing that they could play
Looking for a hook or something Jay-Z would say
I got two shots left in my twenty-two two step
Two shots
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
a broad day in the mall
Up in glocks wit body shops takin' a fall
Fuck you cock swats feds and all
[Jay-Z]
No no no homie, I didn't say I could hit
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
with?
Jay-hovah, 'fore I never got no play
Now these bitches want to give me more head than Sade
(Say what?) Crisp in the 6 withcha bitch parlayed
featuring Teflon and Jay Z
Lil' Fame:
Seventy five
Raised on a strip called here brotha hill
Where guns pop and cops get
more records but son sucked
Call me washed up, yeah, talk about me
I sound like me, you sound like Jay-Z
Duke, speak breezy, I come and touch you
Kid, I
mopping guys
No spring cleaning either (No, either)
Your favorite rapper a diva
Your favorite rapper will get Ether'd
Like Jay-Z
If you ever try to play me
Jay-Z niggas know they can't tame me
How could you play me
Huh
Real gangster bitch can't be no lady
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
But how could you blame me
Woo
be saved
Cuz you the Captain
cin't got no hoes, but, let's see what's happenin'
c smile goes a long way, a wink, omg
Hit a u-turn, reminiscent of Jay-Z
way
Little kids wishing that they could play
Looking for a hook or something Jay-Z would say
I got two shots left in my twenty-two two step
Two shots
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
one, Listenable, 425
비록 떨어져있어도 Say No 'Adios'
Hook Cuts By RHYME -A- a.k.a Human Turntable
Verse-3
수맥이 흐르던 왕십리 작업실 Max-Town
그 곳이 우리에겐 신촌의 체스판
맥스봉과 콜라로
I'm tryna stack it up Jay-Z
Ball like KD
Slim lil bitch with me no shady
I'm finna pipe now she going crazy
Put her to sleep like Rockabye baby
Go
[Jay-Z]
Turn the lights even lower!
Hova
Memphis Bleek
Beanie Seigel
Roc-a-fella y'all
[DMX]
Jigga, my nigga, rhyme all night
[Jay-Z
The Mic Tour, 50 Cent, jay Z
That's what everybody talkin' 'bout
In the street, you know what I mean
Ashanti, what's the matter baby? You lookin'
Like
I got a hoe but she still trying take me
Boy I’m popping seals got me lazy
Gave em 444 grams that’s that Jay Z
Bitch on that molly got her racing
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