Lyrics:
me Dope Man, Dope Man
I try to tell 'em I'm where hope, floats man
(Jay-z is taking the stand)
Ghetto spokes man
Right hand on the Bible, left
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
the torch on my jeans by the waist
Without heat we still gon steam up the place
(Amil-lion, Jigga man, flawless, here we go)
[Jay-Z]
S-dot-Carter
Y'all must
, by-by-by, Jamal-Ski, ki-ki-kiyah!
[Jamal-Ski] {best guess}
Jump up and be upon the mic and stick em
Come follow me the man me work for the mic
They
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)
man, dope man
I try to tell em I'm where hope, floats man
Ghetto spokes-man
Jay-Z is taking the stand
Right hand on the Bible, left hand in
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
Chorus
Skeet and Fel, Zoo Crew,
PeeWee, Dope Boys,
Mustafa, Jay-Jay,
Doc and Casper Dope Boys
Kapernik Dope Boy
Bron James Dope Boy
Farrakhan
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
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
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
[Jay-Z]
Sigel, Sigel y'all
Jigga, Jigga y'all
What
Nah homie, I can't take your take demo
I don't got no pockets
What
Nah man
got the style that gets you open like a bag of smoke
I have your friends "Ah-hah man, that shit ain't dope"
Leave me alone when I'm rocking
you some different I’m changing ya life
Jay after Jay say my dope dynamite
We fuck off the perk that might fuck up your life
Diamonds so bright turn off
reach (It's Gucci)
I do what I want, you do what you can
You a dope boy, I’m a dope man
Six hundred horses in my V, sellin’ P
That bitch use to be thick
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
other New York rappers
Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherf***ers
are understandably shaken up by
[Jay-Z]
This one for the future
Everybody want to be a Roc-a-fella gangsta
Hard for the street, sicka for the club
Sometimes for the ladies, but
a leave a legacy like Im Jay-Z
When It comes to money I ain't ever lazy
Shout out the homies always keep me on my grind
Man im always making music, never
[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.
Call up some friends disturb the peace
Play a smash by Jaz or Jay-Z's dope release
Like a Dove Bar freshly dipped
So you can hook and sling and slip
can rap rap the Hustla! The Hustla!
He supposed to be The Hustla
Man you don't know shit about 50
Slabs up in the crack pack
Writin' verses in the dope
Capri and Jay-Z, It's Kid Capri and Jay-Z
Cause I'm Like That yo ! Cause I'm like that yo !
Verse One: Jay-Z
As a young and dumb man, gun in
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
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