Lyrics:
the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly
He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from Timb
And wondered could some trill niggaz rock it with him
Shit
center stage
Next thing you know we got this call from the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly
He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from
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
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
rocks like Colorado
Waddle off the champagne
Cristals by the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though (me)
Slick like a gato, ya boy Jay-Z
My pops
think of success as only measured by your money
Cuz money never lasts in fact it's only last
On the list of impactful things one can ask for
So with that
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Jay-Z)
[Freeway]
Man if I get rocked, this shit for my kids nigga
It's that real shit...
[female singer, repeated throughout
You know what the fuck time it is
I was seventeen, flexing with a AP (huh?)
Bitch, I had the blueprint, no Jay-Z (what?)
Pull up in a 'Rari like
And then I gotta get a Jerry curl to make 'em all keep drippin
You *****z know I never really be trippin, my beats bang
Make ears bleed thru walkmens thats
it a billion
My flow change with the scene like a chameleon
My niggas got out the field we in the building
Pop shit, bitch where I'm from I'm Jay Z
of disgust
Hating but still trying to be like us
Verse One: Jay-Z
Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma
Then head to the block, to pull
If skills sold, truth be told, I'd probably be, lyrically, Talib Kweli (Jay-Z)
I get respected by the best emcees
(In this world)
The recipe for
premature
Shit went sour after Jay-Z left
But they didn't care
I was glad Jay-Z gave me respect
See I was young, fast forward
Hot dollah had the streets
featuring Teflon and Jay Z
Lil' Fame:
Seventy five
Raised on a strip called here brotha hill
Where guns pop and cops get
holdin' wit music rollin' in the gold infinite
[Jay-Z]
We keep it raw & uncut for all the niggas and hoes
The first time you sniff it
It might hurt
locking on the game till it hurt to breathe
I Roc Nations for the Rock with a urgency
I ain't the next Jay Z I'm the first of me
And Soul District be
JCole, and Jay-Z
I heard they're greats and all,But still I'd rather be me
Never thought I'd get this far, music was just a hobby for me
But now for me
you is hard, don’t fuck with me
It could get ugly (aye)
This life shit's crazy, I got ninety nine problems like I'm Jay Z (Like I'm Jay Z)
Who are you
did "Ether"
Jay-Z wouldn't want none either, pussy
You was beggin' for some smoke with the kid
Then you got some
You shot your homie by mistake with
Southern
The city lost
So outta towners find themselves frontin
There was Biggie, Jay Z now Troy Ave's after
Kendrick Lamar jus a weirdo rapper
mopping guys
No spring cleaning either (No, either)
Your favorite rapper a diva
Your favorite rapper will get Ether'd
Like Jay-Z
If you ever try to play me
pipe dreams
So when they speak of success, I'm what they might mean
Attract money, my worst color is light green
My favorite hue is Jay-Z Blue
Don't
[Jay-Z]
Turn the lights even lower!
Hova
Memphis Bleek
Beanie Seigel
Roc-a-fella y'all
[DMX]
Jigga, my nigga, rhyme all night
[Jay-Z
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