Lyrics:
related with a gang of niggas you can Google
I never needed no approval, I could prove it to you
Your son ain't got no life insurance, I'ma shoot it
the sound of this
Guy on stand by jay-Z's half the reason why
Poor poets are held at bay
Lyrics sharp as a ginsu for you
And other people to sway
Back
wit me
If I throw dubs bet she get litty
Young nigga I run my city
No I can't chill this my beginning
Feel like I'm jay z yea I'm in that one mode I
be grateful, ‘cause the auditory’s tasteful
I waste no time for your mind, catch a faceful
Of that great pull, you gon’ learn but this ain’t school
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
[Jay-Z]
I thought this was America people!
Uhh, yeah, guilty until proven innocent huh?
That's how we workin huh? Okay
Before me there was
DM me, ha (ha)
I got a Palm Angels leather jacket on, nigga (no cap)
I rapped about my whole outfit on this song, nigga (no cap)
These ain't no
And yes I got the balls you can ask my ball sack (Sack)
I ain't even start but the niggas fall back (Aha)
Got my eyes on the prize I ain't phased by all
So I have no other choice but to do it my way (uh-huh, uh-huh)
(Uh-huh, uh-huh) uh
While niggas are shootin' stupid
I'm carefully plottin' ways
A nigga shoot at me, so you know I'm shootin' back!
Just handguns all white air ones,
Niggas talkin' one on ones ain't no fair ones,
You feel me son?
a nigga rapping but I'm still with it
I can't let em treat me like no mil Ticket
Hitting home runs roll Barry bonds
Pull up by myself aine scared of nun
niggas want to rush
And ain't got no patience
But imma get it any means
With no hesitation
It's All Money In
None out nigga
Show you lil niggas
What I'm
sauce it ain't sweet no my nigga its bitter I don't need a shooter
I clean them myself and I don't need a hater I'm killing myself
while I'm feeling
what this money is doing to me (money)
She wanted goals like Bey' and Jay-Z (Jay-Z)
Then she got left emotionally scarred, Lil' Baby
I make this
a good brother
Always got your hands out, it ain't no doubt that y'all niggas ain't nothing but blood suckas (yeah)
Plus, y'all ain't bringing nothing
flamboyant
By the corner right there, yea you know it, I got gas for the low and you know it
I'm a Z but I feel like the goat, I ain't breaking my neck for no
a shook song
No, I know the wars we took on
Niggas better get gone
[Jay Z]
Yeah, flow sicker on every record
Watch Sean, glock nine,
killin' bitches too
911, can't even get to you
Ain't no way to slow me down, oh
They gon' have to take me out, oh
I'm way too paid like Jay-Z now, oh
And my
[Jay-Z]
...back again & back again
I went from Marcy to Hollywood
& back again & back again
As a youth I used to hold the weed up
old heads said I
the eyes of a young gutta nigga
Loyal to the game out here tryin to make a come up nigga
Serving lots of jay, cocking blocks
Knockin country niggas out
Yeah, it's magic
Uh, Jay-Z and Lenny Kravitz
And it's a Heavy D production, you bastards
Come on
Ha, hey yo, stop playing man
This is real
nothin but sit back and drop hits, ya heard me?
I ain't nothin but a thug that got rich ya heard me
Drop the top when it's hot
If not call Jay tell him
Remix
I'm sorry I ain't
I ain't get right back at'cha niggas
I've been a little busy with this Dynasty shit
But uh got my mind right, money been
minutes
It was an easy battle
I ain't gon' lie, it was simple
Pussy nigga had no brain, felt like he was mental
Young nigga comin', these niggas know
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