Lyrics:
bop, a Jay-Z boycott
Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the ungodly
But by my 30th
there go Jay right there
"Where?" "Right there"
I had you niggas in suits, cleaner than a pair of fresh Nike Airs
I'm suppose to enjoy this shit but
years)
You're so wavy, crazy, spaced-out, lazy
Samples of bottles and coins and gravy
I like Kano. Don't like Jay-Z
Hold tight Bugzy. Fuck you Tay Keith
is fuckin' crazy
Poppin' like Jay-Z
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest and bitch I've been ready to kill it, it's so
jangkar
Ku tulis ini dengan cant knock the hustle by Jay Z masih hip-hop take my soul take my Bone benar terjadi
Keep up the volume tuangkan senandung
Rubber Bands
Rubber Bands
Word to Jay-Z (aye)
Got a bag Im tryna double up the same week (same)
Same week, double up the same week
Keep my money in
Ayy, ayy
Call me crazy
I feel like I made it
I feel like I'm jayZ
I feel like the greatest
I call my fuckin mama
And I told her that I made it
I had
from where we unheard and we can't speak
We go to school, they try to tell us what we can't be
Profit with a billion dollar mind like I'm JAY-Z
They
Jay-Z, dirty dancing on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest, and bitch, I've been ready to kill this, it's so amazing
Bitch, I've been blazing,
I'm talking Jay z
And all this Hatred round me I can't let it faze me
All these devils in my head I pray to God I hope he save me
Still remember
My caddy and me he looks just like Jay-Z
And I'm a suburban homeboy
I am a suburban homeboy with a suburban ho right by my side
She's known
sent
Here to give y'all the truth jAY-Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain't call me
JAY-Z, call me, ay bruh jAY-Z
I know you got killers
Please don't send 'em
moving shifty
No fifty ass nigga round me
Smoke till I'm right by him ask the lord ta guid em but the devil say he got him
Demons I got em
I lost her
like pussy on my penis
Devil’s kitchen in Phoenix that’s
The heat that
I’m bringing where the shade at?
I’m LA radio and good music, boy
I don’t play
just like a lady
you can be my pretty baby
we can spend all my money baby
(Jay-Z)
I know you wanna,(fuck)
I know you wanna,(fuck)
I know you wanna,(say
beyonce turned Jay Z into a bitch
[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz]
Blaqman stays hard yall soft as lard
We rep continents yall stuck on blvds
The rain may fall but
that I know how to rap
Okay, I'm reloaded!
(music drops in)
[Jay-Z]
I did it again niggaz
Fucked up, right? I know
I know what y'all niggaz asking
and the Range
Every rap metaphor always ends in my name,
The Kool Hercs, DJ Red Alerts
Before I was born they was talking 'bout The Game
Ask a Jay-Z fan 'bout
the Goat
Not even DaBaby or DaBabylonians
Not even Jay Z can be juxtaposed next to Jay HOV ah
Dribbled with dominance all my life, I've only scored shame
I
here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
50, um, Jay-Z and Nas
I'ma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners
feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady
Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z
Jig is up, you
weed up for e'ryone to know me
T-G-O-D
In the club, popping bottles, blowing weed by the O-Z
T-G-O-D
And you know I'm getting cash cause I'm all about
just like a pay cut/ can I live a question asked by jay z/ this 9-5 is not working nigga it’s slavery/ high school education who’s trying to pay me/ all
said she love B.I.G. and she likes Tupac
And when I said Jay-Z she say, "It's the Roc"
I'ma leave it like this, like this like that
Where Brooklyn at?
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