Lyrics:
the armor
But you got a daughter, gotta get softer
Die, Jay Z, this ain't back in the days
You don't need an alibi, Jay Z
Cry, Jay Z, we know the pain is
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
me)
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit though (Nigga who? Recognize, girl, Jay to the Z)
Spit ya flow, get ya dough (nigga what? Make you think you
me)
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit though (Nigga who? Recognize, girl, Jay to the Z)
Spit ya flow, get ya dough (nigga what? Make you think you
[I see you're jockin' Jay-Z
'Cause he got a Mercedes
And you know about his ladies]
Chorus
I see jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' Jay-Z
you're
fighting cases with this ho money
[Jay-Z]
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
Niggas better get the fuck out the house
And when
("JAY-Z won't give me no money")
What, y'all niggas get front page articles?
Y'all mention JAY-Z name?
(This thing on?) JAY-Z, JAY-Z
In JAY-Z news
] listen (bring back your love) feel this, yea
[christion] bring back your lovin baby
[jay-z] uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh (bring back your love)
featuring Teflon and Jay Z
Lil' Fame:
Seventy five
Raised on a strip called here brotha hill
Where guns pop and cops get
touch
Y'all rap now, fast money lets slow it up
Niggaz try to stop Jay-Z to no luck
Roc-A-Fella forever CEO what what
Us the villains, fuck your
the torch on my jeans by the waist
Without heat we still gon steam up the place
(Amil-lion, Jigga man, flawless, here we go)
[Jay-Z]
S-dot-Carter
Y'all must
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
rocks like Colorado
Waddle off the champagne
Cristals by the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though (me)
Slick like a gato, ya boy Jay-Z
My pops
treated like Coke and get capped up niggas
The only thing funny
Is y'all never seen big face money
Till them big face 20's
[Chorus 2x]
[Jay-Z
touch
Y'all rap now, fast money lets slow it up
Niggaz try to stop Jay-Z to no luck
Roc-A-Fella forever CEO what what
Us the villains, fuck your
Yeah, we done promotin'
[Jay-Z] We come for the coke and
[Fox] All the money in the spot
[Jay-Z] Act funny, get shot
[Fox] Nigga, hands high
[Jay-Z] And I
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
back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why
Feat. Jay-Z
[Beanie Sigel]
Bare witness to the greatest, can't beat us, join us
Keep heaters on us, wit red lasers
Now fair warning, sure shots
Nigga you're broke, what the fuck you gon' tell me? (Oh)
Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Now you know this is a fat track (aight)
Now this is comin' on your new album,
and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said
"Oh, you a real soulful dude"
And he, uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
slangin' half of buldings
For real man, I'm on my last nine thousand
Ain't got no money, I'm fightin' cases with this ho money
And when the money get low
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Jay-Z)
[Freeway]
Man if I get rocked, this shit for my kids nigga
It's that real shit...
[female singer, repeated throughout
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