Lyrics:
the sound of this
Guy on stand by jay-Z's half the reason why
Poor poets are held at bay
Lyrics sharp as a ginsu for you
And other people to sway
Back
Mr dash speaking to his kids on Jay-
Z We runnin' the game
Y'all slipping like run in the rain
Ya bitches running away from y'all to us
In God we
Yeah, what the fuck! Jay-Z, Marcy, Brooklyn
Representin' the, what, what
Roc-A-Fella y'all, for life
Stretch Armstrong bring the noise, haha
Yeah y'all this Jay-Z, coolin out with the Funk Flex
60 Minutes of Funk, volume two, how we do
Motherfucker... yeah you don't stop
You won't quit,
shot and then we move
Took a trip right out to
Paris so I could
Kick it with the crew
Kanye, Jay-Z, YZ
We get the money get the loot
Need dolla, need
see me
[2Pac]
Them b****es is foul, take a look at the evening news
You`ll see a n**** gettin' cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a, frame up,
sky
You see a flash yeah that's me when I fly by
Working hard, working late
I got bars I got jays, jays
I got bars I got jays, jays
Why they pocket
worse, you similar to Jay-z's album, God gave me the GIFT, and gave you the CURSE.
Big body Benz truck, illegal black tints
Five large letters, can't see your name have to squint
I'm Jay without the Z, they following my blueprint
[Jay-Z]
Uhh, uh uh uh
It's big pimpin baby..
It's big pimpin, spendin G's
Feel me.. uh-huh uhh, uh-huh..
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah..
I just wanna chill with my baby
I don't like it when she going crazy
Without a queen you can never be a king
Watch the throne like my name Jay-z
When
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
her eat a Plan B
Im trying to rock the whole nation like Im signed to Jay-z
State to state show to show know we gone rock out
Ian polo g but you
Yeah!
Uh uhh uh-uhh, boom boom boom
D-R-E!
Say it with me niggaz, boom boom
And Jay-Z!
Boom boom boom boom
What the fuck?!
Boom boom boom boom
flexing with a AP (flex)
Bitch, I had the blueprint, no Jay-Z (huh?)
Pull up in a 'Rari like I'm racing (skrrt, skrrt)
Too much water on me like a new
'Cause when the teeth stop showin' and the stomach start growlin'
Then the heat start flowin'
If you from the hood I know you feel me ([Jay-Z:] Keep
Aye
Thank you everyone for listening to Tory-T
Now I would like to show love to the ones that raised me
Check it
Biggie, Pac, Big Pun Nas
Jay-Z
[Jay-Z]
People know me on these streets and the towns I been through
Looking at me, stay focused, I'm givin' 'em straight focus
Surprise, what I do is
premature
Shit went sour after Jay-Z left
But they didn't care
I was glad Jay-Z gave me respect
See I was young, fast forward
Hot dollah had the streets
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
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
*dice game intro*
jay z:
uhh, uhh
uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
hah, how real is this?
uhh, uhh, how real is this?
what? uhh, what?
uhh
verse one jay z:
we
he Jay Z
Walk into the office screaming, "Fuck you, pay me"
Ego in the front seat, feelings in the back seat
Take me where it wants me, shit don't
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