Lyrics:
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
hard (uh-huh)
Trust in God 'cause you's about to catch a bullet scar (yeah)
I give a fuck where you from, who you be with
Keep this a secret, right by
Partner, I'm still spendin' money from '88, what?
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents
Partner, I'm still spendin' money from '88, what?
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents
I'm focused
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
R.O., R.O.C. niggaz..
R.O.C. niggaz
(Roc-A-Fella y'all!)
Let it blow like a Chicago snow storm
Even if it's 20 below still bear arms
Jay rock, K Dot nigga piss yo pants
(where we from) California let
Me see
here
To give y’all the truth
Jay Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain’t calling me! Jay
Z, call me! Aye, bruh, I
Know you got killers
Please don’t send them
rapper
Like some niggas don't never leave the house and they whole style sounds like Jay-Z
Know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause they just listen to Jay-Z
They
of everything that we did, nigga
Look up in the mirror, chain only thing lyin'
No heroes where I'm from, bullets only thing flying
I know the higher that I go,
planted on the rock so I can never be shaken
The new Jay-Z way I'm rocking them nations
Let's go
New Jay-Z way I'm rocking them nations
Let's go
I'm the new
so-called car, who the man?
While I'm tuggin' on your main bitch head
Understand this: Ain't no nigga like me
Fuck Jay Z!
He broke and I smoke daily, baby,
I ain't never running
You know where to find me at n****
I ain't Jay-Z
I ain't gonna hide
I'm rip and ride
I'm rip and slide
I ain't gonna slip
C4 c4
And the CEO
Gucci Mane’s a G, G i’m tryna sell a P, P’s
From A to Z (From A to Z) you know about B
You know about B
You know I fuck with Wee
that nigga and beat the nigga up
And guess where that nigga from
The Bronx, nigga
First that little girl Karol, now this Bronx nigga
I'm off this, I
will it stop
Jay and Dame ain't speaking
Game and 50 Cent beefing
Then Cease got Lil' Kim knocked
I'm hearing all this from the jail
While I'm
on the scene.
What’s up Jay? Where have u been? Turn it up and get it on the scene.
Okay, I'm feeling high, I'm feeling low, I'm feeling overload.
At least I’m
on the scene.
What’s up Jay? Where have u been? Turn it up and get it on the scene.
Okay, I'm feeling high, I'm feeling low, I'm feeling overload.
At least I’m
say to the death of you?
Thugger!
Where I come from a closed mouth don't get fed
Where I come from young boys respect old heads
Where I come from
the mic I always set trends
Either you see with bitches, or Im rolling with pimps
Brook-laan to Oakland, I keep smokin'
Jay-Z and short dog at these hoes
ain't with that cool shit, I'm with that ra-ra
JAY-Z wouldn't battle Nas if Nas killed Ty Ty (he wouldn't)
Pookie rollin' over in his grave, you got him
doing up Snappy
JAY1 come thru' in that spotlight
Now every gyal is calling me a hot spice
Bad B from Cov warn' party
I said no, now she's telling me I'm
just speak for free
You gotta pay the price
Checking on the time can barely tell
I'm blinded by the ice
Checking into a five star hotel
I flip that
Meet them at the Bodegas, noon Friday
You get the buy money then
Oh and chico, if anything happens to the buy money
Eh, pobrecito
Jay-Z's gonna stick
Meet them at the Bodegas, noon Friday
You get the buy money then
Oh and chico, if anything happens to the buy money
Eh, pobrecito
Jay-Z's gonna stick
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