Lyrics:
To play me, ba-by, hey he,
Gone need a track from God featuring Jesus or Jay-Z
Go on floss; ball where it cost
Smile for the cameras, take your shirts
I fart on a record, trust me nigga it'll sound good
So Jay-Z, if you're down with the groove, my mellow
Get on the mic it's time to show and prove
For my 211 hustlers known to dope smuggle
Bruh
For the right Jay-Z, I'll rob a motherfucker
Uh
I'm from the Hub City, now come fuck with me
I got them
Znów leję wachę na blok a flow wypierdala z klatek
Kładę kawę na szkło bo stoję tu jako raper
I łap blachę na wlot gadasz z wyklętym asem
Co lata se
can't stop
Yeah the girls are in the back blastin' that good ol hip-hop
Call up some friends disturb the peace
Play a smash by Jaz or Jay-Z's dope
Get yo money up
Get yo money up
Get yo money up
Get yo money up hustler
Get like me
Picture rollin up in Ferrari
Haters cant see me I'm too fly b
Yea Yea Yea
Yea
Yeah
Yea Yea Yeah
Yeah
Yea Yea Yea
Yeah
Narleydude
When I’m on the court I’m hittin jays Luv Luv
When I’m on the track I’m switchin
leaves, when I work for cheap
Burn my AC up, foreign chick, forgot who Jay Z was
Ladies love em like he cool James
Big body, when I role through
from the shores breeds gangsters and Vice Lords
Bustin' pistols while we runnin' from the five, oh
Hit the adversaries up because we drive slow
Oh, I
Nkululu feed me more, i need Mandela face on my pockets
Ngetela tinumber on my account, zulazula 24/7
I'm a hustler, by the industry i need some blessings
ludzie, co drożsi są dla mnie, niż diament i pałac z miliona karat
Wczoraj mrok, dziś już promień zdobi twarz
Trochę słońca z okien prosto w nowy dom
Nowa
Thas on bro I can't wait till I clap
Me and Jay too deep tryna black
Tori don't run up you gon catch a cap
I'm not playing this deeper than rap
I
Mayonaise
I got some kinda fever
It's the kind with haze
Hazy, lazy
Jay-Z, Jay-Z!
Crazy, crazy!
I like onions
They smell really nice
When I put em in my
[00:00.000] 「万华镜·下 Kaleidoscope pt.2」
[00:05.964] Arrangement: Ayi, 馬鹿稍⑨
[00:10.809] Guest guitarist: 苗一凡
[00:13.228] Guest drummer: Jay Hwa
a sucker
Plaques on the wall, hustler so I can say, "Fuck 'em"
Bel Air for the hoes, Cîroc in the pool (yeah)
My bitch is a stripper, her name is April's
Pogoniłeś od chuja tego Skubidubido ya
Bym Ci tekst napisał, byś do miliona dobujał
Jest czym się szczycić, zgoliłeś 500 tysi
A 4, 900 tej ostatniej, widzisz?
Produced by: Lei Sheng (SĀN-Z Studio)
[00:00:01.000]Songwriters: Philip Strand and Lei Sheng (SĀN-Z Studio)
[00:00:01.040]Vocal: Philip Strand
wit jay-z 'cause he sux and he's lazy, his rhymes are weak and crazy, like mike jones on 24's I still tip, I go bigger than Jay-z's and Fantasia's lips.
sucker for love
Killa bitch go to trial handy stuff in the glove
I'ma hop in the bed, dog gon jus pop off her head (you know what is is)
Tell "Oh Jay-Z
Większość raperów mówi, że żyje na bloku
A w gruncie rzeczy wychodzą z niego
Tylko by wyrzucić śmieci I kupić pety
A gdy na zioło mają chęć
Płacą za 10
Roc a whole nation you'd think that I'm jay z (uh)
I know this lil hoe gone hate me (uh)
Water these diamonds seal team they navy(uh)
Ran off this
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
elders
I respect the hustlers, plus the grinders and the sellers
Yous a customer buster, here go jet propellers
[Chorus: x2]
You gotta hate us
spiritual help from Jaz and Jay Z
Standin in awe, you saw the best of em all
The rest will fall
Requestin for more, jaws stuck on the floor
These lyrics I
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