Lyrics:
like Jay-Z (Nas)
On the come up like AZ (Nas)
Loss a lot of beautiful women in my life, one's I would wife on this night
Loss a lot of beautiful women
high
We back with the fast flows
Moving where the cash goes
Funk ho'$ I'm past those
West LA baby so you know it's fuck the Astro's
We doing 900's
1544
Can't chill there's unlimited calls
Swear I need me 10 hundred bags
Till then it's a bruk down lyca
900 shots and a thousand grams
Skinny boy loving
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
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
Whatcu crazy
Since a buck tooth baby
Doc is like straight "Fuck you! pay me" like Jay-Z
Lazy niggas complain
Doc load up the cartridge and start
You gotta walk towards the light, everything is aight
I'll make sure everything you endure stays tight
Big Shaq, Lord Tariq, Jay-Z outta sight
Rick Rock beats
Hand me my tray, baby
Baby gettin' fucked up right now
How y'all feel? Haha, I feel good, nigga, uh
Pop pop bang (Pop pop bang)
Do
[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*}
'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady
Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z
Jig is up, you
say that line
I'm crazy, renegade like Em and Jay-Z
I'm Rosemary's baby, I want you to hate me
Shorty, I love you and you love me too
We were meant
a nigga rep
Style fresh to death
Show you bitches how to flaunt
And the Yves St laurent, or her Isabel Marant
Like when Jay Z out, tryna take B out
All
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's f*** ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest as you like
But come, get some, you little bums
I take the cake from under
Motherfucker, yeah you don't stop
You won't quit, Jay-Z drop shit like this
Aiyyo, my records sell cause I was born to do it
Kick that Willie shit well, cause
Jay Z out, tryna take B out
All these magazines try to play me out
All my ex-girls tryna fade me out
By the ending I was finished
So it's crazy how
It's
Got me fucked up I won't trip about a hoe
I'm a young hustler
Lil Jay Black from Pompano 1800 block
That right there by the hole
I got Haitians who
to da Hustlers
Money Verse
So let the beat play,
just like a DJ
Like Thriller from MJ
or some Marvin Gaye
I do it big when. I'm at the club
My homie's
to da Hustlers
Money Verse
So let the beat play,
just like a DJ
Like Thriller from MJ
or some Marvin Gaye
I do it big when. I'm at the club
My homie's
just to rap in, nigga
Bought me a mansion, I deserve that shit
Bought a Maybach, cause Jay Z did
Bought me a Sprinter, cause I seen TI's
Bought me
said she love B.I.G. and she likes Tupac
And when I said Jay-Z she say, "It's the Roc"
I'ma leave it like this, like this like that
Where Brooklyn at?
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's f*** ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
here
To give y’all the truth
Jay Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain’t calling me! Jay
Z, call me! Aye, bruh, I
Know you got killers
Please don’t send them
said she love B.I.G. and she likes Tupac
And when I said Jay-Z she say, "It's the Roc"
I'ma leave it like this, like this like that
Where Brooklyn at?
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