Lyrics:
Cam and Jay-Z
You was welcomed to city by Hov and Alicia Keys, uh
We from a different era
Our cloth don't feel the same
Ya shit is watered down doggie
mothers hamper
cops drop when my glock makes the pow sound
im from a wild town u know my style clown so bow down
word up.. 95 style.. i got my man Jay-Z
Cause I'm a pimp
And Jay-Z? He's the pimper you know what I'm sayin?
That's how we do it right here in the nine-eight
So we gotta be out let it ride
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are understandably shaken up
[Jay]
One two, one two, and I say
I go by the name of Jam Master Jay
And the Hollis Crew, we here to stay believe that
[D.M.C.]
Hey, as we let
the
Eye they smile
I'm due back by Monday, and it's
Friday now
All you wanna-be pimps and players
Man you should try Jay's style
I'm saying bye-bye to my
And I got the Get Fresh Crew
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)
[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)
[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love 'em all, but none of y'all
Is
soul, body count rise
Don't know where to go, Don't know where to hide
Cops keep killing all my people this is genocide
I'm tired of being tired from
my nigga, I'm on my grind
Afraid of the dark, so I'm forced to shine
Let them guns blam, bitch, you know I am
I go Kanye, Jay-Z ham it's the summer
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
from
Living life on the streets
For real, I'm trying to
Oversee it from suites, ordering eats
At the top where the real criminal minds meet
That's where
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
calling me BIG
And my name is Jay-Z
She be all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking over your bitch
Coming over your shit, got my feet up on you sofa, man
like people say
Making sure I'm a legend like Jay Z Aye
I be dropping my album called Eighty Eight
Nigga money be flying like superman
Yeah
I'm living
or with a young freak
It's Jay Tee comin cooler than most
Rhyme sayer, pipe layer from the West Coast
Where we toast, kick up and hang
No, we don't
or with a young freak
It's Jay Tee comin cooler than most
Rhyme sayer, pipe layer from the West Coast
Where we toast, kick up and hang
No, we don't
upperclass like bmg
And I bring the news like Swayzee
And they know I'm bout to go crazy
For His glory alone no KB
Plus I learned from the greats like jay-z
through the peep hole
I'm lovin' you down freak as I
Shoot through the city like a rumor
Not soon enough, to stop 'em from spreadin' the news
Paper
guilty
[Jay-Z]
I see how you comin at me now, I'm cool
I'm not the snitch I don't go to the cops to get rich
... I go to the block and pitch
everything that you have tried
And I've been accepted where you've been denied
I'm the M-A-R, the Q-U-I-S
Here to run down a rhyme at your request
I'm
Slow down
4, 4, 4, 4 (ayy, ayy)
4, 4, 4, 4 (ayy, ayy)
Million, on me, JAY-Z
Count up, fuck nigga, pay, me
Woah fuck your bitch, I'm bored
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