Lyrics:
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin'-j-jockin'
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z (I'm so 'Dope Boy Fresh!)
Whose house?
Hov's, no doubt
I'm 'bout
say Jay-Z you're too much for me
(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me
(Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z
(Nigga what?) Make you
say Jay-Z you're too much for me
(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me
(Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z
(Nigga what?) Make you
know if we can trust Jay Z?
And you know better, nigga, I know you do
But you gotta do better, boy, you owe it to Blue
You had no father, you had
and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said
"Oh, you a real soulful dude"
And he, uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
holdin' wit music rollin' in the gold infinite
[Jay-Z]
We keep it raw & uncut for all the niggas and hoes
The first time you sniff it
It might hurt
three seconds flat, I'm back
Niggas ain't met ya hat till we entered through ya shoulder
And we exit out ya back, gangsta nigga
[Chorus]
Jay-Z: I
dough
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe
[Jay-Z] -- first four lines overlap the section above
Can't fuck with me
They ain't ready yet
Uh-huh
("JAY-Z won't give me no money")
What, y'all niggas get front page articles?
Y'all mention JAY-Z name?
(This thing on?) JAY-Z, JAY-Z
In JAY-Z news
[Jay-Z]
S-dot-Carter
Y'all must try harder
Competition is
[Amil]
Nada
Ladies scream papa
Niggas can't stop ya
Competition is
[Jay-Z]
No, no, no
[Fox] I can let him see or feel
[Jay-Z] Exactly
[Fox] Two gun totin', I seen dimes stole
[Jay-Z] Ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon from rollin'
[Fox]
I'm the three
And three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) it's the magic numberrr
(badda-ba-ba-by-by)
Chorus: KRS-One
It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound
Yeah
Know what I'm saying?
No doubt
[Scarface (Jay-Z)]
So what's it gon' be? Women, whiskey, weed
(Dope, coke, or all the guns you need, nigga
enemies (nah)
Watch niggas even if you play on the same team
You see how Jordan Poole got knocked out by Draymond Green
Ain't no bein' cool after that,
Clingin' for dear life, nigga you dead right
[Jay-Z]
Since you was a baby coward
We been sprinklin' the world with baby powder
+So Fresh and So Clean+
bitches, or Im rolling with pimps
Brook-laan to Oakland, I keep smokin'
Jay-Z and short dog at these hoes again
The kinda niggas that'll take a square bitch
sent
Here to give y'all the truth jAY-Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain't call me
JAY-Z, call me, ay bruh jAY-Z
I know you got killers
Please don't send 'em
me Igloo, stick who? (Motherfucker)
Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn, goin' out for all
(Marcy) That's
me Igloo, stick who? (Motherfucker)
Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn, goin' out for all
(Marcy) That's
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, un huh, watch this why'all, come on,watch this why'all, Jigga
Roc-a-fella ya'll, uhhhh, come on yea !
[Kid Capri}
It's Kid
But uh
It's all good until I get my first scuff and I'm like
Hell Naw ain't no way
(What's wrong)
Man he den stepped on my Jay's
Stepped on my Jays
He
back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why
fact
Bad Lucc was my favorite about the group
Then?Problem? took off
Another Compton native
We both Compton niggas
But Compton still ain't made it
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