Lyrics:
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
[Chorus]
Well b**** n****z get you of the grind, n**** grab the nine and
Well fake n****z try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
You can love me or hate me, Jay-Z
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
Roc-a-Fella
me
"You can love me or hate me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down"
I'm from
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 jays and the nikes but you see im daddy Z im Daddy Zemus (yeah)
My day 1 niggas dont rap no more... whole crew fell off no choice had to go solo...
Got
Enough with the favours, you got problems? Please solve them
It's hello to the top and goodbye to the bottom
Thank God I got hope, thank God I got
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
think of me when you think
Of jay-z think of kiss
Fif' or Em when you think
Of them think of this
I'm ma bout to go pick
Up this little stinky bitch
Chainz, Dicky & Brain
Em & Jermaine, Kendrick my main
Fifty & Game, Then Joyner came
Run DMC, Easy E
B-I-G, Snoop D O Double G
Andre 3K & Jay Z
Shout out
song it beat me to it
That was a ref to hova
But not no Jay z music (Not no Jay z)
I feel like drake say what's real
This is really how I feel
I'm
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
hope, thank God I got hope
Thank God I got hope, thank God I got hope
Yeah I bang on the beat while you niggas be silent
I got the hottest 16's guarantee
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
not be Jay Z
But you be Beyonce like
I just want you for the night
Have the time of our life
Trust me lil baby
Jus slide for the night
Slide for
my life is filled with rainy days
But I stashed some dough, how much, you'll ever know
It's Doug Fresh, Slick Rick, Kells and Jay-Z
dough, how much, you'll ever know
It's Doug Fresh, Slick Rick, Kells and Jay-Z
cares but don't hurt yourself please
Don't get hypnotized by pain and Obsession
Know you probably need money, girls and a better position
Life's got
it out
You fuck with Jay-Z's bitch from back in the day
You might end up with reasonable doubt
You fuck with grimey bitches
Standing over you
It's crazy
Was young, I listened to bare JAY-Z
I was overwhelmed in my jail cell 'cause I couldn't believe that rap paid me
I wasn't gonna fix up,
popped up and claimed me
Stand out like we Beyoncé and Jay Z
(Stand out for who)
That one girl you saw me with in the hallway
In fact always
You'd catch me
Thank God for all the food that I eat
Thank God for the air that I breathe
Thank God for the house you make home
Thank God for friends and fam who
100, I double 50 cent
If you wanna talk ish ya derrier gets kicked
Show you who's boss like Feds did Micheal Vick
And show ya how beyonce turned Jay Z
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