Lyrics:
mir Steaks
Die so tasten wie bei Ruth's Chris
We do this, every single day
(ay) fourty fourty club
Und ich chille dort mit Jay
(ay, Jay Z) , und wir
[Jay-z]
we'll always be togetha
no one can fuck you betta
[Amil]
yeah nigga i heard this all before
yeah nigga i heard this all before
yeah nigga you drive
bugged
I'm surrounded by dope fiends and thugs
but I'm a still maintain my brain frames so...
one love, one life, one mind dreaming
son one day I'm
heartbreak
When I see you I try to make sure my eyes aren't heart-shaped
I'm haunted by all of the mistakes I made
I want to shine, but instead I shade
I
[Z-Ro]
Time and time again, I try to cope with being poor
But I had to say just what I feel, so now I'm kicking in your door
My daughter needs
And the intensity you bringing should justify all yo actions
The level of desire should deeply reflect your passions
World influenced by fashion, jays learning
Cam and Jay-Z
You was welcomed to city by Hov and Alicia Keys, uh
We from a different era
Our cloth don't feel the same
Ya shit is watered down doggie
But here's some satisfaction
From this lady thug
Whoi'd be giving thug passioncause
I need you in my life
You can be my man
I can be your wife
up, get on the one way 'cause more Sundays hotter than Monday
Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta get away by hittin them blocks
Got my glock, never
your dirt by yourself, your friends be the ones telling
I knew it broke my mother's heart to know her son selling
I had coke in my dresser, trifling
to build, this is time to build
[Verse 2: Ja Rule]
Niggas increase the pain when they shout my name
Horrified by the thought of hot slugs and graves
Cause Ja
[NAS]
In my darkest days lighting up the rightous smoke
Cause I'm dealing with this thug life crisis and can't cope
Niggas on my dick beef don't
[NAS]
In my darkest days lighting up the rightous smoke
Cause I'm dealing with this thug life crisis and can't cope
Niggas on my dick beef don't
the bodega, iron under my coat
Feelin' sorry for the homies
So please, Jay's there on his way
No doubt gotta feel no pain
Bitch am I supposed to say this?
Point
Jay Z with the big rock
My backpack, that's hiphop
Bred elevens that's deadstock
And I'm invested in rare stock
Only fucking with the best thots
And I
but I know you gone replay me
You must be stupid, if you think you gone play me
I'll take a dinner with Jesus, not Jay-Z
You go ghost, all of a sudden
"Jockin' my fresh" - Jay-Z
[Verse 1:]
I'm on fire survival, admire you liar
Who hire, new tires, flew by you
New buyer, Brunier, the new sire
Each line, I
of that
Insurance for the auto
"The hate U Give Little Infants Fucks Everybody"
So, Pac tatted "Thug Life"
On his torso
Real talk homie I'm a real man
They
shit
Not no Yeezy for my own Billie Eilish that's Jay No Z
You say you love me how could you do this
I won't hear your excuses
Yeah you betray me
Hundred thousand for the AP, you crazy
I done turned your whole gang to a baby
I'm making money, Yea I'm feeling like I'm Jay Z
But this ain't funny,
and ba-nay-nays
Riothagr8-8-8 and all the haters hate me
Smoking Wedding cake looking for a finance
I feel like Jay-z baby wheres my Beyonce
Smoking Wedding cake
Robię wszystko, by z życia był sen
Wychodzę z miejsca, gdzie nie chciałbyś wejść (okej)
Straty nie ważne, gonię po zer sześć
Z żadną kurwą mnie nie jara
radę wiesz to
Na przyjaźń dumę godność nacisk kładę chuj z resztą
Dopóki nie opuszczą trumien nie trudno to zrozumieć
Robimy to tak by sufit spadł wam
Can we please have a moment of silence
That's for my niggas doing years in confinement
And for my soldiers that passed over, no longer living
That
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