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speak, motherfucker, what you won't say
I ain't Jay-Z, I don't need Beyonce
But if a bitch get a ring, she Fiancé

Gangsta party, yes, I wan play
From

real
Niggas got off wit my safe for real
But they aint check under my couch for real
Since i got shot i aint taking no losses
I move like a boss imma

trying go big rock like Jay z uh
Cho is that ya name I don't go by that nah
Even though I want a 100 by the day uh huh
Baby I just wanna give you rings uh

jay Z
2 sexy for this shit call me patrick swayze
Girl, I do what I say, so Ima say what I do
This a brown household baby take off ya shoes
If you un

the 2K3 they can't see me
We ABN out SUC
Bitch niggas better beat they feet
Ain't no way you finna fuck with me
Ain't no way you finna fuck with Boss
Ain't

Well, my dick is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm going down in history
As the baddest motherfucker there ever

Dame Dash still fuck with Jay-Z
Still, real still recognize real
I still feel it in the air we still kill at will

Now first Pac got got
Then Big

Jack City

A lot of niggas talking that New York lost it
That's fake news man we the land of the bosses
We ain't taking no loses nah we just steady

trynna have no hate in me
The evolution of Jay that's really Crazy
Only one year
Making niggas look crazy
But give me 10 years
Ima end up like I'm Jay-Z

Fighting

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

the bed with pains in their back
And behind their head
Witch doctors giving more Medicaid but ain't no aid
But these ain't tha same from 'Nam, didn't

number is 227
Let's get it

We game timing for these niggas
That be fake grinding
Got everything, hoes sell it
Ain't no brake lines
Baselining

thank god cause I didn't Get Jack for my whip
And I ain't even had to reach For My hip no set trippin' today
I got Hug By a crip by a crip
What can I say

blame me
Cause yo ass crazy (Nah)
Ain't tryna fight you in elevators
Bitch I ain't Jay-Z
So stop capping hoe
That's laughable
Gon and get yo shit out

Mind your business bitch stop meddling

Oops daisy better than Jay-Z
You fugazi
Didn't want gravy
Beef
Shakey
Lookin all Haiti
I demand you never

you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go,

East Coast [Remix]

A$AP Ferg

Still Striving

2017

now and later and sweet ass-niggas
Soon as you get famous, they wanna ass-kiss
Only thing that I'm missing is Hov verse (JAY-Z)
I get a feeling, they

And Everywhere I go
You know that, I’m surrounded by
The groupies and hoes
They fell in love with the flow
I ain’t no average Joe
I’m boutta stack it

Timothy Where You Been

Timbaland

Shock Value II

2009

dance, yeah look what I done did
Hits for Jay-Z, Nelly Furtado
Catch up, y'all slow, escargot
Nelly did fourteen mill', where's Fargo?
I brought

1 call me Ichigo
He caught in my genjustsu
I'm itachi
He think I love him
I use him for free habachi
Brown skin beauty
Big ass afro like I'm Foxy

a lot of fuckin cheese nigga
I'ma do it on my own, I don't need no nigga
You don't live by the code, I won't get along witcha
How you expect a blessing,

the whole rock like Jay-Z
I took losses as a kid but I bounced back
Yeah, I'm still sick, and I deal with that
Yeah, nigga, I'm a Black man
Use to deal every

where you lay no lacking
Charge extra just for the delivery
Main attraction up on Main Street
Selling nectar to a bee
No Jay Z
Oh
Chasing the gold like

heat
Out rap niggas on they own song they take down the feat
I don't give a fuck about that shit they only tuned in for me
Switched the language that you

regret it
Once you touch my guys aint no way that we can go nd dead it
I aint only jack blood nigga they know that i bled it
Yea i thought they had love