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pin me on some I ain't even do
I don't got time for that shit I be working to hard they don't know that a nigga in school
Can't trick me yea I can't be

around popped them niggas by one

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How I be when money come, niggas that hate me stay begging for sum
Like no you lil bitches

around popped them niggas by one
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How I be when money come, niggas that hate me stay begging for sum
Like no you lil bitches

I get crazy
No not like jay z
This shit get hazy
I get crazy, I get crazy
Stop alert this bitch
Can't say I snuck em yeah we won't forget
they talk

[Jay-Z]
Uhh, uh uh uh
It's big pimpin baby..
It's big pimpin, spendin G's
Feel me.. uh-huh uhh, uh-huh..
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah..

go ahead break them out the spell 
Teach them how to love theirselves they ain't gotta wait no one else 
You'll gotta put yourself through hell to find

just to rap in, nigga
Bought me a mansion, I deserve that shit
Bought a Maybach, cause Jay Z did
Bought me a Sprinter, cause I seen TI's
Bought me

[Ice Cube]
Ayo, I want y'all to meet a nigga from the Lench Mob
He gaffled for his meals (McDonald's is my spot)
Ayo Jay Dee, kick some shit for the Maad

Dopeman

201

2 Deep N Da Game

1998

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

We turn this bitch into SOCOM 2
I'm the best rapper alive, Lil Wayne's migraine
Jay-Z's headache, touchin what the lead ain't
Motherfuck your feelings,

nigga Issa Rae pulled her seat up to that table
Black excellence no messages from pessimists Im petty
White waiters with cold beverages
Cardi pull up

the way that it flirt
I stay ten toes so I can't be lazy
Work nonstop let people think I'm crazy
Gotta mask on, no corona, gotta make it up like Jay-Z
Ion

is a skit
Couple of years we been doing these skits
And no cap by now I thought we would be rich
No
Niggas hit my how you doing?
Well I'm fine
Knowing

Keep that Glock, on my hip and i ain't ridin' with no safety
Keep one above these niggas, so they can't not try to play me yeah
Oh oh ohhh, I'm on it, if

you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go,

It's a Shame

Z-Ro

A Bad Azz Mix Tape

2003

into someone who is evil, Z-Ro
Motherfuckers all up in my business, broadcasting my life
Presidential Records suing Z-Ro, and his pockets ain't right

I can't hang around these niggas they ain't got no plans
He crashing out over a bitch that is not yo mans
Niggas out here buying blue checks they

or mix tracks?

Or drop my stack on knick knacks?
Ain't no time to relax
I can't take your feedback 
I became too dope and I won't reeelapse

Body full

We're back at center court here
At Reebok invitational brought to
You by Jay-Z's S dot Carter tennis shoe set

That's right John i hear
They're

a drive-by
And I don’t even watch power, but I got 50 in this Tommy, send ‘em all high
And I’m a big dog, cant kick it with no small fries
Feel like Jay-Z, I

Matter fact, no, I take that back
See I don't play with real legends
Of rap like you do and I'm crucial
Concealed by real Crips and Soowoos
And they shoot

in a new zone, who this?
This ain't no Redbone and who this
I'm sorry, my top is unavailable right now, my roof gone, who this?
Nigga, my taste

home
Nigga, I been in like the zone
I'm looking like Rambo in this bitch
But nigga, I ain't feeling like Stallone
Feel more like I'm in a heist alone

produced by Ronald but it could be 
Could call up Brian too, those my brothers
How it should be 
Record a hit with Preme and the team 
And Danny I ain't seen