Lyrics:
from the shores breeds gangsters and Vice Lords
Bustin' pistols while we runnin' from the five, oh
Hit the adversaries up because we drive slow
Oh, I
Nkululu feed me more, i need Mandela face on my pockets
Ngetela tinumber on my account, zulazula 24/7
I'm a hustler, by the industry i need some blessings
Znów leję wachę na blok a flow wypierdala z klatek
Kładę kawę na szkło bo stoję tu jako raper
I łap blachę na wlot gadasz z wyklętym asem
Co lata se
Pogoniłeś od chuja tego Skubidubido ya
Bym Ci tekst napisał, byś do miliona dobujał
Jest czym się szczycić, zgoliłeś 500 tysi
A 4, 900 tej ostatniej, widzisz?
a sucker
Plaques on the wall, hustler so I can say, "Fuck 'em"
Bel Air for the hoes, Cîroc in the pool (yeah)
My bitch is a stripper, her name is April's
leaves, when I work for cheap
Burn my AC up, foreign chick, forgot who Jay Z was
Ladies love em like he cool James
Big body, when I role through
ludzie, co drożsi są dla mnie, niż diament i pałac z miliona karat
Wczoraj mrok, dziś już promień zdobi twarz
Trochę słońca z okien prosto w nowy dom
Nowa
Mayonaise
I got some kinda fever
It's the kind with haze
Hazy, lazy
Jay-Z, Jay-Z!
Crazy, crazy!
I like onions
They smell really nice
When I put em in my
wit jay-z 'cause he sux and he's lazy, his rhymes are weak and crazy, like mike jones on 24's I still tip, I go bigger than Jay-z's and Fantasia's lips.
sucker for love
Killa bitch go to trial handy stuff in the glove
I'ma hop in the bed, dog gon jus pop off her head (you know what is is)
Tell "Oh Jay-Z
elders
I respect the hustlers, plus the grinders and the sellers
Yous a customer buster, here go jet propellers
[Chorus: x2]
You gotta hate us
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
Większość raperów mówi, że żyje na bloku
A w gruncie rzeczy wychodzą z niego
Tylko by wyrzucić śmieci I kupić pety
A gdy na zioło mają chęć
Płacą za 10
spiritual help from Jaz and Jay Z
Standin in awe, you saw the best of em all
The rest will fall
Requestin for more, jaws stuck on the floor
These lyrics I
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
Huh
Yeah
What the fuck is up
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Muthafuckas think I'm Jay Z
But I'm more like slim shady
Go crazy
Go crazy
Niejeden bywalec Nascar nim żółte hoodie się stało symbolem
Z radością skakał do gardła by choć na chwile móc poczuć się bogiem
I nie ma w tym bałwochwalstwa
clique, dough sick, no medicine for us
Competition like I said in the chorus, let me spell it out for ya
Jay to the Amil, A to the why stay real fuck how
to a Renegade
Like Eminem and Jay Z
Cause me without music is like
Music is my high
Music's how I get by
Music is my high
Music's how I get by
Music is my high
the great
Riding Racks in the middle like I'z robbing the bank
Murder rate in my city rising stay outta the way
Cuz niggaz shooting like Zion inside
of thotties wanna have my baby
Step on my shoes put that boy in grady
I like my bi**hes slim and not shady
Peri ellis no its not Katy
Mr. Put it on like Jay Z
My heritage, deep in my veins
Blood of a king, lot different than most
I come from from a long line of hustlers
We dig from the dirt, no need
If I was Jay-Z, you'd be my Beyonce
We could rock the nation like they do
And if I was Da Vinci, you'd be Mona Lisa
Paint a smile perfectly on you
At the age of five
I rocked my first fives
Retro Jay's
Thank allah I seen another day
93 made my first beat
Around the Time I saw my first
First key
I
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