Lyrics:
bitches better get it right (yeah)
From the crap tables down in A.C.
Back on the block, Jay-Z motherfucker from the, the, the Roc
Went solo on that ass
missin love by inches
Is this how a dove turn pigeon?
Now dynamite I'm fishing
Painting a pissed off poet's portrait
Gaining liftoff towards an orbit
trying go big rock like Jay z uh
Cho is that ya name I don't go by that nah
Even though I want a 100 by the day uh huh
Baby I just wanna give you rings uh
Gave them all of me
And blame it on love
Defaming love
Blunt roach flaming love
Deny the person but claiming love
Like kids for tax credit
Add Jay Z
wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful
wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful
tight get the K-Y Jelly
All night get you wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
I am, a little bit
comfortable
The way I want em to payyy mee is the way they pay jay z
Ild ask my father for fatherly advice but he a dead beat, like Tom nd Jerry im chasing
'cause it's serious plus them people on my rear
Forced to blow them hammers, ain't no human that I fear
I know when the love is hella fake and when it's
the medicine
Jay Ronic say we do the most, so I pull up with 100 Africans yeeeah
My niggas gone pull up and that is on gang
Free all my niggas doing time in
This is
DJ Khaled
This is
I'm about unity, man
This is
Gotta love it
Greetings from Miami-Dade County, Florida
This is, this is, this is, this
Man I feel like master P
Tank chain corn rows and shit
Man I feel Hector "El Father" rapping with
Jay Z
Rompediscotecas had that album in my
They Call It Bag Talk
Don't Follow the Rules
Get Laid On the Asphalt
I'm From the Home Of
Biggie Jay Z & Nas
Was Taught To Give You
Facts with
that's what changed me
I wanna spit it like Shady
Want the money like Jay-Z
Produce it like D-R-E
Rapped it, sung it, wrote it, made the beat, recorded it,
to the offensive
Block that - nonsense
Anger - stop it
Cash in, profit
What's in common love is armor
Take a hit, No hissy fit
Light is more than lit
Kill Jay-Z like
khaki suit"
Well, one day, up the Avenue
There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew
He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
Yeah, DC stand up for your boy Ka Ree
I go by the name of Kanye To The
The Roc is in the building
And as far as I'm concerned
We about to bring that
Call her pretty girl
Cuz she look so fly
Like a teddy bear
And no one cant deny
Your love is to rare
Its to nice
Call me Jay baby
Call you my lady
Your
up by death's broom
And that your sun would set soon
Death broke into our house
And stole my tongue
It robbed you of your ears
The house is quiet
Our
pray me dead
I'm alive, you gotta deal with me, Jay-Z dreads
Drop the top, let the AC spread
Tell every rapper 'cept him and Nas to come and break me
to the Blue-ah-Print-ah tres piece, Jay-Z your tutor
Toota of my own horn Beep beep move-ya
Rasclaat when rude boy come through with the roof up
So I could see the sky
where yo ass was at
When I was broke and I ain't have a meal
I'm trynna get that jay z money it's been a hard knock life
But you won't see me runnin
wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful
Nas and Jay-Z
Eminem, Mase, Biggie Smalls and me
Now if you was my girlfriend
You don't need no guyfriend
He could get his head bust
Nigga ain't my
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