Lyrics:
see me
[2Pac]
Them b****es is foul, take a look at the evening news
You`ll see a n**** gettin' cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a, frame up,
Jay-Z do?
(What would Jay-Z do?)
I'm talking to you
What would Jay-Z do?
Oh yeah, ?cause you are you and I am not
So come on, show me what you got
You
Shots fired, rewind, please, girl, be mine
Email denied, talk to me baby
Before I go crazy, might do it maybe
We were so Jay Z & Beyonce, my aunt say
just stand tall
My nigga two t's the bitch killer
I'm Jay motherfucking Rock you can
Call me the snitch killer
Them bitch niggas think they got big balls
At home eatin' clementine
I got all these problems like
I'm Jay-Z but it's 60, uh
Nobody to guide me, hope this
Label never trick me, uh
To keep it
We're back at center court here
At Reebok invitational brought to
You by Jay-Z's S dot Carter tennis shoe set
That's right John i hear
They're
They want G shit, give it to 'em
If you don't know me let me tell you something, shawty
Still got that chopper, make you run for it
Camouflage, dog tags
wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful
and Sparks, we running this rap shit
Chris and Neef, we running this rap shit
The takeover, the break's over nigga
God MC, me, Jay-Hova
Hey lil' soldier
all yours
I done broke my own heart, but at least I got yours
Baby, lay with me tonight and as the morning comes
I done thugged here for too long,
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
from tha ratchet
Happens if you tellin, Jungle'll live by the morals of tha street
Not like snitch CJ, or bitch Jay-z, and beef from niggas
only play
as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to riches, niggas I ain't dumb
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
Hit me beat Fades Out
the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're thoroughly
Respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus with no driver
You got your own '96 somethin' to ride
And keep
And if you see me, I'll be with my team
Got my homie Billy probably in Supreme
Jimmy or Will be selling shirts to the fans
While TreeJay, Clock, got you
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no) to platinum the game's been wrap, one
Got me looking so crazy, my baby
I'm not myself, lately I'm foolish, I don't do
We arose, let's go
So fresh so clean" like 'Kast
Jay-Z be poppin' tags
Leavin' the mall with heavy bags
You know the boy got a love for the cash
other New York rappers
Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherf***ers
are understandably shaken up by
And if you see me, I'll be with my team
Got my homie Billy probably in Supreme
Jimmy or Will be selling shirts to the fans
While TreeJay, Clock, got you
set
Aww nah, Dogg ain't this y'all
I got couple relatives up off of Crenshaw
This is about me and Simon, not me and y'all
I got love for a bunch
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
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
Yeah, what the fuck! Jay-Z, Marcy, Brooklyn
Representin' the, what, what
Roc-A-Fella y'all, for life
Stretch Armstrong bring the noise, haha
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