Lyrics:
set it off
Let's be friends, where my niggas' at
Where my niggas', where my niggas'
Where my niggas' at, all my real niggas'
Where my niggas', where
here..
[Jay-Z]
check it
check check
check it out now
Ayo brothers get bagged and borrowed
still feel sorrow when Jay-Z like zorrow
gettin that ass better
the greatest of the great, get it straight he's great
Playing fame cause his name is known in every state
His name is Jay to see him play will make you say
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
the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly
He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from Timb
And wondered could some trill niggaz rock it with him
Shit
center stage
Next thing you know we got this call from the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly
He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from
yeah, yeah-yeah)|Freaky-freaky...||[Jay-Z]|Ay yo I got a resolution|This year I'm playing right|No six fifteen this year|You can stay the night|We can go
can't be tamed, so don't you test me
Real rude boy I drop, hardest shit to hit the block
Hide that dope up in my sock, It was hot up on the block
Ask Josh
basically (do you want me to do it?)
Hold up, skip all the singin' lets go ride tonight, mami (Come on now...Uhhh)
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest
signed by a noko named jay smack whos talk was cheap and i aint taking it back
No beef intended hope you not offended by the words im sending just
Broke bitches, your attention don't pay me
Hellcat, powerglide, no Swae Lee
All these diamonds Roc Nation, like Jay-Z
Bitch, you know the game like I'm
complain (don't complain)
My diamonds shining, we ain't pay the same (the same)
Got a Jay-Z watch, it changed the game (the game)
Yeah, big dawg status,
[Jay-Z]
Geah.. whassup?
Where's all my street niggaz, project niggaz
Real niggaz, worldwide
Let's reflect.. e'rybody got a story
We all ghetto
money
Big up Z Money big up Z money
Big up all the Dons with the real money
Shoutout G Money shoutout G money
Bury me a G before I die imma Free Rebel
speak, motherfucker, what you won't say
I ain't Jay-Z, I don't need Beyonce
But if a bitch get a ring, she Fiancé
Gangsta party, yes, I wan play
From
represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it
represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it
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
rid of them guys
J-A, baby, baby, please give me Ps
Baby baby, with crazy ease
While Jay Z get crazy cheese
I take a break then I slay
Never bring in my
poverty I come from them rags
99 problems I feel like I'm Jay Z
The way that they switch up is really amazing
I try so hard to not let it phase me
Stay
Only thin' I need is dee jay to play my jam
Everybody get up and get down (get down)
C'mon now everybody, everybody get up, get up
Everybody get
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
No you can't play me
Been around that block
No you can't fade Me
Betta keep that blocka
Niggas crazy
I throw up that Rock
Just like I'm Jay Z
No you
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