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Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know

8. People hate you, like Jay Z , can't give you a reasonable doubt 
9. (Damn) it's ashame people like that
10. Take the notre Dame, let it bang,

M O $ E Z
Bizzy
Sabi Wasabi
Ayyee
I gotta make it
To the top
I gotta feed
The family
& they ride
By my side
Looking like
Ah Army
Gotta make it

to give a hoot when
I just dropped a ducket on shoes by Loo Vootin
Face covered with the nylon
That's the type of style I'm on
I blew up like an atom bomb

the paper chasing
They watch the throne
Got me feeling like I'm Jay-Z
Come to the light 
Man you niggas living shady
This how you been?
Man I wish you

can't keep it a buck there ain't no honesty
So I ride with my Nina and move cautiously
Put him in a six by four this ain't geometry
Niggas say they fuck

ass cat
If you want to die, run up on me
Why would I lie, keep a gun up on me
Don't get me wrong, like
Where some 4's, but I'm dropping the 4's
Like pop

Brooklyn boi, My world is blue, Jay-Z hue
Blessed with stripes and unnamed jewels
From a city that targets youth
Cops still shoot cuz their clan

won't even slide
Know my role model ain't Jay-Z
Billions on my mind
She thought I finna take her back
Bitch, I already got a spine
Man, you don't even

Disease, the AIDS, I seize today
Like Wade, I fade away
I pray today, 'cause life is crazy
JAY-Z, a school of hard knocks
They want us crucified with
Stones

the narrative, I'm truth inherited
And when I break this phone screen
Everybody from Dr phil to Jay-Z
Gon' know about me, church

He'll get there, I think he's

wonderin' where your bitch at
Yeah she wanna stay but for a pound we'll give the bitch back
She throwin' up the 4 we bouta pop her like a tic tac
My vulture

it what you doing
Okay okay
Let me say my fault I gotta make em wait
I'm on road going state to state, tryna make it shake
4 4 Oh, Dancing at the self

I'm Jay Z
Did it by myself them niggas aint make me
21 years old and don't got no baby
Running to the money I won't be lazy
Pop up on em shoot a flick

The first to adopt creation been wavy
Been idolized Harriet Tubman before Jay Z
Cause liberation worth more than anything you could pay me
Have your block

tell by how you moving baby
You ain't fucking worth it
Banging four eight four
Outside like I'm mothafucking homeless
Lately kinda wilding
Fucked this

of a young Jay Z
I live by two phrases fuck you pay me
My pops saying fuck you lazy
So I gotta get up off this couch and get up out the house
Do a couple

Ight Young nigga don't talk no more just walk down hit like damn
I like to pop my shit let me
Hold on ight
Young nigga don't talk no more just walk

the country in a crib
(At this rate)
I'll be fighting Jay Z in a bid
(At this rate)
Women look at me and want me in they ribs
(At this rate)
At this rate i

Yeah Rooftop studio yeah Fate
Lyrik, ha ha ha ha haa

Z toho som normálne chorý zas
Preboha stop, ja sa bojím Vás
Dráma, horror, key, pop, gotika

the first show
Of Jay-Z's eight-night run at the
Brand-new Barclays Center in Brooklyn, but
He says he'll come back
Too "Ain't no afterparty more
Important

that I just signed to Baby (yeah)
I can't let em in secret society feel like Jay-Z (yeah)
I need big smoke I like grabba when I'm rollin (yeah)
My bitch

I'm sending real threats man these niggas just type em
She screaming 4 way niggas still try to go wife her
I'm big OG like my pops
Really make a nigga

some money for the tots
Policing my own block
No need to get shot
D boys be off the clock
Got my city on lock
Jay z used to say
That money aint a thang