Lyrics:
DJ Clue
(Jay-Z)
New Shit
(Uh, huh, check it out now)
Road Dawgs
Amil, Eve, Da Brat
(Amillion, E-V-E)
Jay-Z
First Lady, check it out, uh yo
Don't
flooded with cabs and limousines
Where the fuck is Jay-Z
(God damn traffic is getting on my nerve)
(I see your face by the curb)
Goddamn dog I been
mothers hamper
cops drop when my glock makes the pow sound
im from a wild town u know my style clown so bow down
word up.. 95 style.. i got my man Jay-Z
stopped rappin, it aint no westcoast thug
just westcoast wut? to my real niggas stuck in da street game
Cause rappers like Jay Z, be pumpin Kool-Aid
ain't with that cool shit, I'm with that ra-ra
JAY-Z wouldn't battle Nas if Nas killed Ty Ty (he wouldn't)
Pookie rollin' over in his grave, you got him
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Lady,
nothin but sit back and drop hits, ya heard me?
I ain't nothin but a thug that got rich ya heard me
Drop the top when it's hot
If not call Jay tell him
money, smoking my weed
Counting my money, smoking my weed
Counting my money, bumping Jay Z, Jay Z, Jay Z
20 minutes go by, this nigga run out
I ain't
Holla holla haaa
Holla holla haaa
Maybe it's me, maybe I bore you
Oh no, it's my fault 'cause I can't afford you
Maybe, baby
Puffy, Jay-Z
Holla holla haaa
Holla holla haaa
Maybe it's me, maybe I bore you
Oh no, it's my fault 'cause I can't afford you
Maybe, baby
Puffy, Jay-Z
Holla holla haaa
Holla holla haaa
Maybe it's me, maybe I bore you
Oh no, it's my fault 'cause I can't afford you
Maybe, baby
Puffy, Jay-Z
the trial of
(I'm gone)
The State vs. Shawn Carter, a.K.a. Jay-Z
(Uhh, uh huh uh, uhh, uh huh uh, uhh)
Whatever the verdict in this trial may be
the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still struggling
Trying to get some money with this mastermind I'm juggling
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year
feat. Geda K, Jay-Z, Lil' Cease
[Into: (Memphis Bleek)]
Ya know, it's the... ROC (bounce)
Yea I see ya, let's go... drop one
Yeah, Yo, Yo..
you take all my cash
"You ain't got to lie Jay," you already gettin' the ass
She loved that I was a thug it turned her on
soon as I got soft it turned
sure everything you endure stays tight
Big [boom] Lord Tariq, Jay-Z, outta sight
[Chorus 1]
[Nas]
I spend nights on corners, see the crack, cop my
feat. Geda K, Jay-Z, Lil' Cease
[Into: (Memphis Bleek)]
Ya know, it's the... ROC (bounce)
Yea I see ya, let's go... drop one
Yeah, Yo, Yo..
replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me Big (and another one)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking
thug, the Roc|Hoes they all clock like||[Jay-Z (Amil)]|(Hey papi)|Even if they don't understand the flow|They understand the dough|My ladies going|(Hey
(Z-Ro talking)
This is dedicated to the motherfuckers
That think we don't go through shit, just one thug baby
[Chorus - 2x]
One thug, one thug, lord
I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me BIG
(And another one!)
And my name is Jay-Z
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
ticka-ticka-ticka like Jay-Z
I'm slim shady with rabies
Nasa one, bout to go crazy
Like McGrady in the fourth
This gonna be unforgettable like Sway Lee
I was last,
your face in a state of disgust
Hating but still trying to be like us
Verse One: Jay Z
Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma
Then head
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