Lyrics:
catchy and fun
And it still lets me rep where the fuck I'm from, okay!
It's Jaydoh, Aydoh
Jaydoh, Aydoh (Yuh)
Jaydoh, Aydoh (Rest In Peace Jay L)
Jaydoh,
should be hanging with Jay-Z, Jay-Z
So hot to trot, lady
Excuse me miss, what's your name?
Can you come, hang with me?
Possibly, can I take you out,
should be hanging with Jay-Z, Jay-Z
So hot to trot, lady
Excuse me miss, what's your name?
Can you come, hang with me?
Possibly, can I take you out,
ain't live it
I'm from where niggas pull your card
And argue all day about
Who's the best MCs, Biggie, Jay-Z or Nas?
Where the drugs czars evolve
you had to wrap her good
You just always been a good rapper
For instance, if I say I run where I'm from
It's because I gave orders for
Them to clap it
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're
system
To a point where we have more
Of a success rate in
Terms of black children that go
From high school to college
I feel like college was not
Jay-Z
I'm a hop, skip, a jump, from rippin the pump
Spittin a couple of curse words, and hittin you chump
Shit, I get digits in lumps, I'm
you mention Pac, Biggie or Jay Z
Don't forget Weezy, baby
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (Amen)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been?
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Lady,
Yea, Tell em where you from
Kelvin Blessed is from the East and Brooklyns where they raised me
Know Biggie know Pop same hood that raised Jay Z
They
whole
What about a movie about Jay-Z
From birth to fame, his life’s crazy
It would go into detail about
Everything Jay-Z could direct
Cuz he does
[Verse 2:]
[Jay-Z:]
I'm a jet fuel abuser, now 7-4 to the 5
Hova's dough is on autopilot, I don't even drive
In the bop with my shoes up, I just took back
you just livin'
You breathin' a good one, but where I'm from why'all forbidden
Come around, bad decision, you'd rather be in prison
Ain't no duckin'
[Scoob:]
Hah hah, hey hey, laugh now nigga
My man's right behind you, Kane pull the trigger
I don't play, I'm from the hill where shit is real
doesn't
Ask me for an interview
Jay walkin' home
Jay walkin' to the store
Jay walkin' where i go
Jay crossing the street
Anytime I please
Where I need
I got
man, dope man
I try to tell em I'm where hope, floats man
Ghetto spokes-man
Jay-Z is taking the stand
Right hand on the Bible, left hand in
here, Westside)
Understand this
Ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily, baby, let's be friends (come on y'all)
Let's be
here, Westside)
Understand this
Ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily, baby, let's be friends (come on y'all)
Let's be
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
featuring Blake see Jay Z Mr. Bristal
[Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc A Fella (uh huh)
Gener al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
puttin' up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by sixes and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin' not to let this bullshit become us
It started from hunger, 'til
puttin' up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by sixes and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin' not to let this bullshit become us
It started from hunger, 'til
of my mind
(Cause you can't knock the hustle)
Who do you think you are (Jay Z baby)
Baby one day you'll be a star
Last seen out of state where I drop my
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