Lyrics:
To play me, ba-by, hey he,
Gone need a track from God featuring Jesus or Jay-Z
Go on floss; ball where it cost
Smile for the cameras, take your shirts
Before I was born they was talking 'bout The Game
Ask a Jay-Z fan 'bout Big Daddy Kane
Don't know him, Game gonna show 'em
Just like they showed me
sight
Boy I know ima blow ain't no fuckin might
Woulda prolly went crazy witout the mic
Tryna catch up to Jay Z wit all my might
Gotta take a few risks
blessed and served by a great
Real recognize real and fake
Two cups last me all day
Shave a nigga head
Major Pain
Bodies poof
Yeah David Blaine
So much hate
way that I'm letting you win
Half of these rappers shady they never phase me
I ain't here making no friends
Lately, I'm feeling like jay z cause my aim
(AAOOOWWWW!) it's so rock and roll
Jay skateboarder
I be the king of the Roc
There is none higher
Fuck 'Jay-Z' - y'all should call me sire
I won't
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
flock to me
All in New York be with Maino and Capo
I rode by myself and ain't nobody stoppin' me
Ain't no more real niggas
I'm who Jay-Z and Kanye like
flock to me
All in New York be with Maino and Capo I
Rode by myself and ain't nobody stoppin' me
Ain't no more real niggas I'm who Jay-Z
And Kanye like
313, and I'm feeling so shady
420, got me smoking like crazy
5 AM, and I'm calling my baby
4:44, cause I'm bumping to Jay-Z
313, and I'm feeling so
is fuckin' crazy
Poppin' like Jay-Z
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest and bitch I've been ready to kill it, it's so
done
Jump on the track and bless it like a reverend
I would lose my mind if I stayed working 9 to 5
Very few by my side
I don't stop, watch me thrive!
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
areał wyczuwam szczynę tropię zwierzynę
Wcześniej sam jak ofiara bezdomny mayson ice t
Dziś nieco lepiej coś jak slum village choć nie jay z
Montuję w mig
depression, what's a happy meal
Old heads won't wake up, then I guess I'll just take the wheel
Ball so hard, Jay-Z or 1999 Shaquille
A rip off, I flip off
now
Where were you when I reached out for you
I needed you and you left me by myself
You best watch out how you talking when they say My name they speak
say they was a bread winner
Got it out the mud and I got it hard
All praise be to God, fuck a bodyguard
Jay Lewis, do the Jay Lewis, watch that
It out the Game Like I'm Jay-z
The same ones Who wasn't there Now watch em be
When they pull Up on the Scene just Tell em breeze
Just cuz you Think I'm
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
rhymin and singin technique is applaudable
Livin in luxury, and it's affordable
No other brother is better than
Me, the J, the A, the Z
The cream
money I’m there if you pay me
I’m tryna run it up different like Jay-Z
I seen homicides so this shit doesn’t phase me
You black or you white but your
Sharona
Wanna get gulped by a whale, call me Jonah
Whenever I die I wanna be an organ donor
Maybe be a hero, but that’s prolly a misnomer
Father Time may
wifey
Got my old hoes telescopes
So they can see ain't no nigga out there like me
Would think I recorded songs for Jay-Z niggas keep calling me Guru
I
fed up, Im fed up (yeah)
All this fuck shit got me fed up, Niggas hatin cus I got my bread Up
I just shake a nigga wit my head Up, I think you know by
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