Lyrics:
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
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
But you don't know all of it
Especially since the story's not over and a
New instalment just came out heading into
This weekend, as Jay-Z uses
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
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
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
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
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
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
the night
You gotta walk towards the light, everything is aight
Make sure, everything you endure stays tight
Big Shaq, Lord Tariq, Jay-Z outta sight
through this XLR got me excelling quick
I never did need y’all, I’m too wise
But this game do need me. Like ABC, this shit is way, way, way too easy
A to Z
I’m tryin to get some of that play money, Jay Z, Beyonce money.
Bezos, Buffet, Gates money, Kanye, Dr. Dre money.
I’m tryin to get some of that play
the night
You gotta walk towards the light, everything is aight
Make sure, everything you endure stays tight
Big Shaq, Lord Tariq, Jay-Z outta sight
nothing
Burning racks? It ain’t nothing
Mo Mo Money ain’t a thang Jay Z and Jermaine
Mo Mo Money ain’t a thang Jay Z and Jermaine
I’ve been in the game, I
the platinum frame screaming it's not a game
Gleaming, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy
In the Ferrari
[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
Jay Z, come out to play hey yo Assassin
Gimme one of them tracks I
Can just ride on motherfuckers with
Mobb deep niggas talkin' bout we can't rap?
I'm a hop on the track and go crazy
When it comes to money I ain't ever lazy
I got the city jumping like we crazy
Im a leave a legacy like Im Jay-Z
lately
More money can't ever change me
And these games can't ever play me
Imma really be paid like Jay Z
And I'm plotting my steps y'all in trouble in now
the first show
Of Jay-Z's eight-night run at the
Brand-new Barclays Center in Brooklyn, but
He says he'll come back
Too "Ain't no afterparty more
Important
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
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
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
[Jay-Z]
Turn the motherfucking music up
[Cam'Ron]
Just Blaze, man. You owe me nigga
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Welcome to the Empire State.
Discuss these change the game by jay z Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In