Lyrics:
the V-Town
These muthafuckas is dope though
I'm tellin you, bro
You ain't never heard no shit like this befo'
So Jay Tee, step up to that mic and tell em
the V-Town
These muthafuckas is dope though
I'm tellin you, bro
You ain't never heard no shit like this befo'
So Jay Tee, step up to that mic and tell em
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
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
Jay Z, come out to play hey yo Assassin
Gimme one of them tracks I
Can just ride on motherfuckers with
Mobb deep niggas talkin' bout we can't rap?
[Jay-Z]
Yeh, it's that knock right here
You fuck around not have the right speakers in your system
Your shit be soundin like this {*funny sounds*}
back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why
just spit it off the dome
That pen and pad my enemies
We don't get along
I'm like Hova, when he was Jay-Z
I'm big in his prime, it's poetry
Bigger than
now I'm found
Tell your bunch I'm boss I run this town
I leave all suckers, in the dust
Those dumb motherfuckers can't mess with us
Beats flow from Joe
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Lil' Jay and Twan, Lil' Jay and Twan, nigga
Jay and Twan, the neighborhood crooks (yeah, they on that)
Known for
cuz you know I neva run
Gotta problem wit the kid bet my fists can be the sum
I can do this by myself I told my brodas not to come
I put fear in you
Niggas ain't have or function like me
Hundred grand chain, you ain't icy like me
R.I.P. to my nigga G-Baby
Got a gun seat behind me like my name Jay-Z
the spotlight
I still hold the Glock with
The wrist twist like this
Gangster shit, no thanks to shit
Niggas selling a million records
More banks to split
Jay-Z
the trial of
(I'm gone)
The State vs. Shawn Carter, a.K.a. Jay-Z
(Uhh, uh huh uh, uhh, uh huh uh, uhh)
Whatever the verdict in this trial may be
down priorities are all over the place and shit
Stress levels rise and that J gets lit
Try on shoes that Jay Z fit
Fuck all that complacent shit
I'm
40th, this shit is live
Fifth-floor, 56, you know the zip, district five
You're on 22nd, you from two-one
Thats on Lennox, 7th ave was news one
[Jay-Z
it's like that, and that's the way it is
Because it's like
Check this out
Run DMC and Jam Master Jay, run
It's Run DMC and Jam Master Jay, run
featuring Blake see Jay Z Mr. Bristal
[Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc A Fella (uh huh)
Gener al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
it's like that, and that's the way it is
Because it's like
Check this out
Run DMC and Jam Master Jay, run
It's Run DMC and Jam Master Jay, run
Yeah
Does she love me does she hate me
Rolling around town in a Mercedes
I got bands like it's the 80's
Diamonds on me I got money like I'm Jay-Z
She
Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
As a youngin dumbin, gun in
things stoppin', and that means you
Cause we shuttin' you down, for the underground
Run cats out of town like P.E. we "Shut 'Em Down"
Bustin live
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
Call up some friends disturb the peace
Play a smash by Jaz or Jay-Z's dope release
Like a Dove Bar freshly dipped
So you can hook and sling and slip
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