Lyrics:
I'm tryna stack it up Jay-Z
Ball like KD
Slim lil bitch with me no shady
I'm finna pipe now she going crazy
Put her to sleep like Rockabye baby
Go
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
featuring Teflon and Jay Z
Lil' Fame:
Seventy five
Raised on a strip called here brotha hill
Where guns pop and cops get
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
of (Huh huh)
I already know that
These eyes is your
Ain't a piece to be owned
By the public zone
That's why I already know (You can't, you can't)
Deprive
This is my city
This my home
Forty-one Till I meet the grave
And meet the stone
This is my city
This my home
Walk by myself
But I'm never alone
Yeah
Philly
R kelly is a child molester
Who had beef with Jay-Z
Shit it makes sense why he
Wanted all those Young Gunz
If you wanna keep it hood
Let's keep it
down in the U.S.A
They better put some Jay - Z on
Turnt up yeah we on
Don't miss with me you betta be gone
All that back & forth
This ain't ping pong
know
I’m in for the beef, I’m in for the heat
I’m off for the win YEAH
Like B, JAY Z
Ima peak until they all leave
Everybody talk, But got no form
Why
Pay 580 for blow, better believe I have 1160 to show
My dough flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z the icon, baby, you like Dom?
Maybe this Cristals'll change
Pay 580 for blow, better believe I have 1160 to show
My dough flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z the icon, baby, you like Dom?
Maybe this Cristals'll change
in that Mike shit
Always trying to bite shit
Do you even write shit
Ghetto rich like Jay Z
Hold up
Ghetto rich like Jay Z
Public school made me
Obama
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
I come from a place where we look up to people like KD, Jay-Z, and Escobar
Niggas be telling me chill, but I cannot slow down I already done upped
is what you make of it
And I'm makin' a lot of it
See that's a quadruple entendre
Jay Z eat your heart out
Joell Ortiz, Brooklyn, New York
But
deal, had a nigga shit crazy (yeah)
Type of money make your man go crazy (yee)
Nigga, in my neighborhood I'm Jay-Z (Jay-Z)
Two times, uh, uh (uh-uh), I
The B.A.G'z
The B.A.G'z
Hollywood Fos
Laady k, Cj Sweets
We only want the
Big
Ass
Grips
I'm not like you
You not like me
I came from the bottom
Now
it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried, so
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
LP, Jay-Z, help me up
meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when
I tried so
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
LP, Jay-Z, Help me out
We'll have a good old time
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
hearin' 'em
(This America man)
Blasted off a tab yeah I'm tweakin' already
Heard there's a party at The Lodge, gotta start sippin' steady
Yeah I been in
Celow, Tito, Jered, Mo
The opps never come outside, they too scared they be home
(They be at home, they be at home)
YKN we be on top
Killer Jay you already
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
now and later and sweet ass-niggas
Soon as you get famous, they wanna ass-kiss
Only thing that I'm missing is Hov verse (JAY-Z)
I get a feeling, they
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