Lyrics:
Hit the streets and tear this bitch up like I'm Willie B
No Tennessee but the chain on my neck is a T
No Memphis Bleek, bitch I own the Roc not Jay
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)
[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love 'em all, but none of y'all
Is
And I got the Get Fresh Crew
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)
[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love
complicated, three million apiece
Sheesh, that's how we do time
Dujac by the mag, that's how we do wine
$91,000 for a wine bill
Keep it real with you, that
Dame Dash still fuck with Jay-Z
Still, real still recognize real
I still feel it in the air we still kill at will
Now first Pac got got
Then Big
Dinner with jay-z is the topic
Sitting down with Hov and then i lock it
Got my invite roc nation brunch
That means i'm about to go meet jigga man for
I'm gon shine
Jay B, introduced me to Jay Z
He showed me reality can come from big dreams
He change my style helped a young nigga get fly
He coped me
say Slaughta shady
Posed to be my A one, how the fuck you betray me
C two CEO, roc the nation no Jay-Z
Slaughta causing magic
With the rocket I'm tracy
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
got found in the alley
Nas and Jay-Z they were still homies
Squash the beef with Ja Rule and 50
Benzino shook hands with Eminem
And on the same record I
crazy, baby
Don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all
Probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle
and shit
I dropped the biggest record of my career, yeah
Nigga business partner with JAY Z
Shout out to Ty Ty, wassup nigga?
Emory, what it do?
You see
Yes, yes, yep
Welcome to the Jay-Z extravaganza
I'd like to introduce my band right now
Just Blaze and the Blazettes, hehe
Right now I want you
Yeah!
Uh uhh uh-uhh, boom boom boom
D-R-E!
Say it with me niggaz, boom boom
And Jay-Z!
Boom boom boom boom
What the fuck?!
Boom boom boom boom
(Jay-Z)
Oohh, live your life 'cause life is love
Always thank the man above (thank you, uh)
The more you the more you get (that's real talk)
Yeah, yeah
skinned invasion
Of the mainland get your
pistols for occasion
Jay z might have
roc but not p nation
Im a pretty
mutha fucker fuck discrimination
Reaching
replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me Big (and another one)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking
Not even the same league as Jay Z, Nas, Pac, Biggie or maybe
They'll name me somewhere down at the bottom, right after AZ
Or say he ripped that Biggie
illuminati, будто jay-z roc-a-fella
Это дается легко, делаю стиль он течет в моих венах (по венам)
Делаю стиль, он течет в моих венах и это дается легко
Эта
the ravers ya kna
They're calling me Jay Z ya know
The way I Roc Nations ya kna
On this side, money just flows flows flows flows flows
My people don't fold
Grammar
Jay-Z, a little James Dean
And if your momma don't care about it
We're gonna get home when we get home
And if your momma don't care about it
niggas
Uh, it's 0-11
I figured out what's the matter with
This shit It ain't me, it's these niggas
It's the Roc, I’m on my Jay Z shit
Nah nah, fuck
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
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
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