Lyrics:
(Major coin, Amil-lion)
(Uh, yo) bounce with me, bounce with me
Can ya, can ya, can ya, bounce with me, bounce with me? (Yeah, uh-uh uh uh)
You ain't
(Major coin, Amil-lion)
(Uh, yo) bounce with me, bounce with me
Can ya, can ya, can ya, bounce with me, bounce with me? (Yeah, uh-uh uh uh)
You ain't
Can I hit in the mornin
Without givin you half of my dough
And even worse if I was broke would you want me?
If I couldn't get you finer things
Like
Can I hit in the mornin
Without givin you half of my dough
And even worse if I was broke would you want me?
If I couldn't get you finer things
Like
hearin' Jay-Z shout out that nigga Dame (it was)
Fat Joe vs. Ja Rule wasn't as special
They said Ja won but Joe was super disrespectful (he was)
Lets
(bang!)
[B.C.] I doubt we different, hustlers pitchin (bang!)
[B.C.] And we all gon' get away, all my n****z say
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my
dreamin', crib with two elevators
Twenty flat screens and got cameras every angle
Dope been comin' so you know the income major
Rule number 1, I can't do
rainin', umbrella is needed like Rihanna and Jay-Z[01:00.59]Mr. teller don't play me, I wanna know my balance like I'm no longer steady[01:04.32]Cause I
Game throw his money in the sky
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M get the money
In the back, I relax with all
Before I was born they was talking 'bout The Game
Ask a Jay-Z fan 'bout Big Daddy Kane
Don't know him, Game gonna show 'em
Just like they showed me,
people ain't no room to breathe
Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
I'm automatic trample in
Windows like I'm on a HP
Just look around, I don't own a thing that ain't in HD
I ain't interested in the crown that don't belong to Wayne, Shady or Jay Z
things talent you
Have naturally skill is only developed
By hours and hours and hours
Of beating on your craft
I've been killing microphones
Killing
[Jay-Z]
Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious
What you think is gonna happen
with three of the illest niggas together
Street music and so
remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
[Verse 23: Ja Rule]
n*gga one trick, one blood, L.A., New York
The Game, the RULE, one love, guns up
Hands down, can
real deal Holyfield b4 the mansion was bought by Rick Ross gps so i dont get lost me shitten on dem they stay pissed off like whats this about how can i
'm tryin' to be the next Jay-Z, Nelly and Ja Rule
Put it down like my pops, that's just the way that I move
There's gotta be another way, live to see another
to put that ass and
CRACK DOWN i know you wish you was Jay-Z, 50
D Twizzy, bitch but you ain't so bACK DOWN
Yo Eminem has got him a deal
How can he write
i'm Jay-Z
We're all legends this summer
Bringing the beams
UV's in your eardrums
You're better off in a 1v1
With lebrons son
I got the braun
I was
man I'm looking like I'm Ra
I'm riding from the ether like what Jay-z did to Nas
I'm breaking all the rules like what 50 did to Ja
The flow is super
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