Lyrics:
Yeah, what the fuck! Jay-Z, Marcy, Brooklyn
Representin' the, what, what
Roc-A-Fella y'all, for life
Stretch Armstrong bring the noise, haha
See the Grin on My face?
See me skinning a Jay that's Brimming with haze?
Nice to meet ya!
And while you digging in crates
I'm a hitting the vape
[Chorus - 2x]
Take a look at my life, everybody around here so shife
No love, no sacrifice, fellas in the street ain't acting right
[Z-Ro]
Watch your
a mango
Growing up, I had two choices, either trap or work
Instagram hoes be low-key broke, they just be acting turnt
Stuck inside the internet, that mean
'Sace, 'sace
'Knock one, 'knock one
Mustard on the beat, ho
Shirt, shirt by Versace
Bitch you better fuck sumn
Ho, Hoes wanna knock one
Bitch you
Jay-Z
Who you know fresher than Green, riddle me that
Lloyd Banks
I'm on the Road blowin Grade A Hayes
Young Buck
Don't be mad at me dogg this all
Seven deadly sins [repeated several times - Morgan Freeman]
[Jay-Z]
Yeah yeah yo Ice what's up?
Just chilling ya heard? It's the god.
Know what I
Seven deadly sins [repeated several times - Morgan Freeman]
[Jay-Z]
Yeah yeah yo Ice what's up?
Just chilling ya heard? It's the god.
Know what I
young Billy wanna be the next Jay Z
You better fight with us if you wanna be part of this culture
You wanna live like Pablo but you've never been
I pull up fast in the whip
Scurd
She wanna suck up my drip
Slurp
I'm watching these niggas in pip
Bloop
I roll me a jay and I sip
Ohhhhh
Stop
I pull up fast in the whip
Scurd
She wanna suck up my drip
Slurp
I'm watching these niggas in pip
Bloop
I roll me a jay and I sip
Ohhhhh
Stop
the ROC, in ya area!"
You better warn ya folks
They hate to see a real clique, but now
[Chorus w/ (Jay-Z ad-libs)]
[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]
Highest paid
the big boys
Like me Ahya
Verse 1:
Maxima
3 Cadillacs
And a Acura
Happy bruh
2 Benzos my hoes laugh at ya
Starter kit pushers I’m melting your Jesus
moving five mill when I shoot dough
Audemar, Hublot
One point five on the two-do'
Old hustle, new flow
Old money, new ho
Sucker-free and I'mma chill, bro,
shit they didn't like
Ridin marble white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
I'm talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes
pockets swole (the money)
Big bankroll, top floor South Beach (top)
Long money Gucci, ask your bitch 'bout me (ask)
Penthouse suite, four hoes, two weeks
chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady
Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z
Jig is up, you fuckers who didn't write anything
Are getting washed now, chicka-chicka-chicka,
that I just signed to Baby (yeah)
I can't let em in secret society feel like Jay-Z (yeah)
I need big smoke I like grabba when I'm rollin (yeah)
My bitch
Like
Biggie, Pac, Big Pun Nas
Jay-Z, Big Daddy Kane catch a vibe/
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was Raised by the Rap Gods/
wouldn't show out?
Man I'mma take over like Jay-Z
I'mma rock out
Grab your Slurpee and popcorn
I'm bout to make it hot for 'em
They didn't even invite me
the type that talk wild
But nigga's white cloud, soft as a baby's bottom
You know Jay Z's spot him
I haven't heard him in a while
And you know how
Hott Skolla
Formed a dolla
Kinda smart but
Now I'm smarter
Four books
Three skollaz
Two pots, one plan
To go all the way
Goal digger, on the trigger
to hot to be placed in a box
Life always gave me seeds what you hearing is the crops
Distracted by ass like Sir Mix A Lot
They gon throw these hoes at me
on the wall, white babes on the call
Spanish joints on the call, white grape on the pour up
Champagne when you see us, man came from to see us
Jay-Z and Penny
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