Lyrics:
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the after party
Got
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
wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful
like?
Nigga what your life like?
Tell me what your life like
I done had conversations with Timbo
Passed on a couple Pharrell and Swizz instrumentals
on the cover of a magazine
I'm the source, got the plug with the uncut
Jay-Z Blue Magic nigga, what what
Brand new S Class with a meal ticket
Nigga cocaine
on drop, give a fuck if with your mama
When it's on, it's on, pop you like a bottle of Patrón
Then lay back with a bitch, nigga this is westside Jay 3-0
it's no lights
Goin' hard the whole night 'cause I ain't goin' back to my old life
I promise
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like (nah)
the intelligence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to riches, niggas I ain't dumb
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me
Ninety nine problems but
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
streets
You got no right to eat by the laws of life you keep
Ain't no love lost, none taken, none given
Stressing how I'm living it, thinking when my
ain't got time for this, he wearing Beats
I got my ear to the ground, lil' nigga, I'm in these streets like
Streetlights and lead pipes, up in
ain't got time for this, he wearing Beats
I got my ear to the ground, lil' nigga, I'm in these streets like
Streetlights and lead pipes, up in
Fuck Jay Z, he's broke and I smoke daily
Baby, let's be friends
Friends, where's my niggas' at, come on y'all
No need to front, let's be friends
here, Westside)
Understand this
Ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily, baby, let's be friends (come on y'all)
Let's be
talk about it if you ain't live it
I'm from where niggas pull your card, and argue all day about
Who's the best MC's, Biggie, Jay-Z, and Nas?
Where
and carried away
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars:
50, umm Jay-Z and Nas
I'ma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies,
a hobby
Call her 50, tell 'em load up the lobby
Elevate her up, no need to find me
Yeah yeah
X-ray vision, see through you niggas
Newspaper stand, we
a semi-automatic
Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back
Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive
Leave a suicide note,
JayZ come out & play
Ayo Assassin give me one of them tracks
So i can ride on them motherfuckers
Mobb Deep, motherfuckers talking about
We can't rap
no smiles, 'cause ain't a thing funny
I came up hungry, just a lil' nigga, tryin' to make it
I only got one chance, so I gotta take it
You never
the intelligence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to riches, niggas I ain't dumb
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me
Ninety nine problems but
the truth
Many view Jay-Z as a threat to they loot, fuck 'em
My shit is tight, can't slip, gotta grip
Like a pit' in a dog, fight my shit is aight
I ain't
niggas
Close one and aim, Fetty Wap's eye to you niggas
Ain't it a shame? (Ain't it a shame, it a shame, oh, no)
Another lost one runnin' again
(You
to Morocco and fuck on a thot ho, I'm so, I'm so awesome
Think 'cause she finer, she gon' get designer
No, get you a job or somethin'
Jay Crack my dawg, you
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