Lyrics:
thunes (bass)
Jay anderson (string bass)
Ed mann (percussion)
Chad wackerman (drums)
Ike willis (vocals)
Terry bozzio (vocals)
Dale bozzio (vocals)
w głowę dla zaspokojenia swoich potrzeb
Sto powodów żeby nie zaufać suce a i tak pewnie to zrobię
Dziewięćdziesiąt dziewięć problemów jak Jay Z
Hannah
w głowę dla zaspokojenia swoich potrzeb
Sto powodów żeby nie zaufać suce a i tak pewnie to zrobię
Dziewięćdziesiąt dziewięć problemów jak Jay Z
Hannah
like JAY-Z
Until I finally realized that Jay wasn't me
I took my time to jot down
Every line that's a quotable
Critics say I don't be killing this
Shit
got an IG
Bring her to my section, one shot turn to three
In 40/40 S/O to Jay-Z
I was raised by the OG's
Ima different breed, all the bitches peep
Naw
say that line
I'm crazy, renegade like Em and Jay-Z
I'm Rosemary's baby, I want you to hate me
Shorty, I love you and you love me too
We were meant
on tight jeans
Should have been Kahlua or ice cream
My pipe dream's long as the fight scenes in The Matrix
Scorpio rising, sex fiend by nature
Try
I just wanna chill with my baby
I don't like it when she going crazy
Without a queen you can never be a king
Watch the throne like my name Jay-z
When
to a Renegade
Like Eminem and Jay Z
Cause me without music is like
Music is my high
Music's how I get by
Music is my high
Music's how I get by
Music is my high
got found in the alley
Nas and Jay-Z they were still homies
Squash the beef with Ja Rule and 50
Benzino shook hands with Eminem
And on the same record I
Seven forty-six, wake up, hand on my dick
Lakers lost by thirty last night, I'm talking shit
Roll up a Backwood, killer in my spliff
Reading GQ
You gotta walk towards the light, everything is aight
I'll make sure everything you endure stays tight
Big Shaq, Lord Tariq, Jay-Z outta sight
of vice grips
I don't pay niggas, niggas pay me
(I'm a hustler baby) like Jay-Z
It's the diamond princess million dollar mistress
From the M-I home
Seven forty-six, wake up, hand on my dick
Lakers lost by thirty last night, I'm talking shit
Roll up a Backwood, killer in my spliff
Reading GQ
[Chorus]
[jay-z]
We'll always be togetha
No one can fuck you betta
Yeah nigga I heard this all before
Yeah nigga I heard this all before
Yeah nigga
JAY-Z:
No more reasonable doubt I'm provin to be da illest MC somthing wrong wit ya
Motor skills cause y'all ain't movin me I'm who you see musically
Huh
Yeah
What the fuck is up
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Muthafuckas think I'm Jay Z
But I'm more like slim shady
Go crazy
Go crazy
[Jay-Z]
Yeh, it's that knock right here
You fuck around not have the right speakers in your system
Your shit be soundin like this {*funny sounds*}
here
To give y’all the truth
Jay Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain’t calling me! Jay
Z, call me! Aye, bruh, I
Know you got killers
Please don’t send them
The book don't end with Malachi
Devil will win employee of the month by the dozen
'Til one score and three years from the third when he doesn't
My village
is the blueprint
Beginning of some new shit
But nah this ain't Jay Z
This Meek Milly baby
Louie belt v neck chillen in my AP
Dawg I go crazy like I got
Yeah, classic hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E
Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em
We started out moppin' floors
And now we front row at the awards
Number one
A Real G is what niggas call me
I be runnin' this town I feel like Jay Z
That superfly nigga call me Hoodrich
I signed myself I'm comin' out the mud rich
Yeah, classic hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E
Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em
We started out moppin' floors
And now we front row at the awards
Number one
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