Lyrics:
represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it
represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
Bębny gitary klawisz wokal i wzmacniacz
A ja chcę być pierwszy w świecie rapu i karier
Gramy jak Jay Z
Jestem z tym jak Iverson z Philadelpią nic bardziej
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
with Jay-Z if he wasn't CEO?
Would you be with F-A-be-O if he drove a Neo?
Would you ride with Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo?
Well why the hell you
a pre---nup
Now ask yourself this question, umm
Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasn't C-E-O
Would you be with F-A-B-O if he drove a Neo
Would you ride with
you beefing with lil Jay and expect not to die by gun
My patna come through tripping marching band you know we got the drums
Spinning on they block back
the cardads and all that
Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together
And give a warm welcome
To Jay Fizzle, my nizzle, fo shizzle
Hey, turn up J. Fizzle's
help
But realizing that I cannot
Do this by myself
I try
To make it seem like I'm okay
But deeper in my mind
I'm tryna hide away the pain, yeah
Tryna
Throwing the past away to my face better revenate yeah
J.Brown always laying back can't catch me in the paint yeah
Zombie by my ear
By my ear Z
lost it
It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some JAY-Z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent so much
lost it
It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some JAY-Z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent so much
doubt
Aha, see what you want baby?
Check it out! One-two for my peeps like this, check it out
To the, aah, tick tick, my clique is mad thick so don't
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
Eripe jakbym się dwoił w oczach
Za dobry na jedno imię Jay-Jay Okocha
Jak zostawię rap na zawsze
Wielu pewnie klaskać zacznie
Ja chcę by po tym finale
klasika jak Jay-Z
Punk je keď vybehne na stage DMS tím
Rozbitý jak porcelán behám po celom areáli
Málokedy vzadu, vždy som bol radšej medzi vami
Zažil som
me ghetto up in heaven be a
Place where we all meet
Fresh out the box, no mistake if they off me
Strapped by the crotch
Gates waist like a car seat
jsem čurák, co jsi kurva ty?
Zasranej vidlák, spalte burany
Píčo, smrdíš jako dick
Běž se umejt a pouštěj Churaq Clique (Kundo)
Byla jedna vesnice, někde
musisz udowadniać ludziom swojej wartości
Bo oni zawsze będą zazdrościć
Siły odwagi by chcieć w życiu coś stworzyć
Przekroczyć siebie i nie zejść z
messy (Wait a minute motherfucker)
The I got a call from Diddy
The I got a call from Fifty
Then I got a call from Jimmy
Then I got a call from Jay
levels and I think, like
How Jay-Z took it to heights and
Made people be like, "Damn
Hip hop can take you this far!?"
I think you're taking that baton
a nie łzy krokodyla
Bliżej nam do Jay Dill'a niż do muzyki z Defilad
Nadeszła ta chwila by oddać strzał na wiwat
Nie damy się wykiwać przestań nam dupę
beats so
(L.O.D. about to take it to the streets)
Roy Jay go the wickedest mystic magestic flow
From a homicidal clique, Yo E make that psycopathic
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