Lyrics:
Watch it for the Jay and Ye' like Truman Show to Carter 3
Wayne's World, grab the mic, flying-by when I started these
My own poems those stained words
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Lady,
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
the neighborhood
Would you sell your kids for profit?
The administration would
The state is trading weight
In ways that Jay-Z never could
We don't need more police
[Jay-Z]
Turn the motherfucking music up
[Cam'Ron]
Just Blaze, man. You owe me nigga
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Welcome to the Empire State.
su, su, su, su
Them chatty, chatty, chatty
Them su, su, su, su, su (fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV)
Shawn was on that gospel
zza oceanu
My dla nich też jesteśmy zza oceanu
Wchodzą tu jacyś z dupy MC
Wszystkie ich zwrotki są grzechem ciężkim
Jay Z ma Bentleya a ty masz Fiestę
money, smoking my weed
Counting my money, smoking my weed
Counting my money, bumping Jay Z, Jay Z, Jay Z
20 minutes go by, this nigga run out
I ain't
ticka-ticka-ticka like Jay-Z
I'm slim shady with rabies
Nasa one, bout to go crazy
Like McGrady in the fourth
This gonna be unforgettable like Sway Lee
I was last,
can barf
At my birthday, someone put on Paul McCartney
I said "Fuh you, don't spoil my party"
No one wants anymore of The Carters
We only want Jay-Z
[the Jay-Z and Tariq verses are from Shaquille O'Neal's "No Love Lost"]
what the hell...what the hell...
check check check check it out
what
featuring Jay Z Jermaine Dupri
Chorus: Jermaine Dupri
We talk shit cause we are the shit
Never looked back since we started it
When ya'll want heat
grows
And I know, this for sure
Money clean, and it grows
Heaven or hell nigga, two ways
Choose wisely
It's Carter next, no Jay Z, but he's here to body
(AAOOOWWWW!) it's so rock and roll
Jay skateboarder
I be the king of the Roc
There is none higher
Fuck 'Jay-Z' - y'all should call me sire
I won't
plyn
Vidím stíny jak se otočim
Vidím stíny jak se otočím
Já chci zase zahrát street
Jasně by to chtělo cash
Na Jays High OG
Na Jays High OG
A ruce ledové
on
Get ya shots and ya vets if you want it dawg
Bare jays and Z's call me carter shawn
Pound road like a bus keep running
Keep gunning
Youngin keep
ain't got it, I got it
I get it
I only give it to those who really live it
Like Jay-Z, the Game
And my dogs that really did it
Like Kweli, like Common
the sound of this
Guy on stand by jay-Z's half the reason why
Poor poets are held at bay
Lyrics sharp as a ginsu for you
And other people to sway
Back
Feat. Jay-Z
[Beanie Sigel]
Bare witness to the greatest, can't beat us, join us
Keep heaters on us, wit red lasers
Now fair warning, sure shots
Er sagt, deutsch rap fresher denn je
Blackfishing ist deren fuckin game
Nicki, Kayne JAY-Z
Deren fuckin vorbild
Spray tan drauf, schwarz sein deren
You know this nigga, Jay-Z, Shawn Carter
G.S. the fuck up, dress the fuck up
Watch me shine like a Breitling, begets the fuck up
All rhymers forget
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
wszyscy przerwali tę grę
Stawiają hajsy na Ciebie i mnie na Ciebie ich mniej
Ty tu typie jak Jay Z żyć chcesz to musisz mieć zacięcie Whiplash
Uliczny sen
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