Lyrics:
you mention Pac, Biggie or Jay Z
Don't forget Weezy, baby
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (Amen)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been?
woah
Smoking on the opp want taste roll
Jay Z and I don't really chase them hoes
Last time I tried I almost dropped my pole
Nigga said fuck nice had
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
rocks like Colorado
Waddle off the champagne
Cristals by the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though (me)
Slick like a gato, ya boy Jay-Z
My pops
inside
Ya Dreams can come true you see I'm not Crazy
Maybe one day you'll see me on a song with Jay z
But right now I wanna tell you bout this lady
With
rapper
Like some niggas don't never leave the house and they whole style sounds like Jay-Z
Know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause they just listen to Jay-Z
They
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Jay-Z)
[Freeway]
Man if I get rocked, this shit for my kids nigga
It's that real shit...
[female singer, repeated throughout
clowns stand your ground
With the crown prince of the underground
Sounds like I'm ready to catch wreck now
The heat's on sweat now, Jay Z's on
Be gone
You know what the fuck time it is
I was seventeen, flexing with a AP (huh?)
Bitch, I had the blueprint, no Jay-Z (what?)
Pull up in a 'Rari like
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 to the block, to pull
Em is the G.O.A.T, G.O.D. them says dump him also Jay-z
And basically every OG MC
I say pump them so they be, scared of me
Jump them so they be,
Made
Write like Oda can’t control my imagination
Custom Made
Tryna be like Jay no Z cause you can not end my fire
Lit forever and God made us with
premature
Shit went sour after Jay-Z left
But they didn't care
I was glad Jay-Z gave me respect
See I was young, fast forward
Hot dollah had the streets
featuring Teflon and Jay Z
Lil' Fame:
Seventy five
Raised on a strip called here brotha hill
Where guns pop and cops get
holdin' wit music rollin' in the gold infinite
[Jay-Z]
We keep it raw & uncut for all the niggas and hoes
The first time you sniff it
It might hurt
in a Mercedes
But that don't make your basic ass Beyonce or Jay-Z
What's happenin'? Obama 'bout to move out the White House
What's happenin'? Couple
the night
You gotta walk towards the light, everything is aight
Make sure, everything you endure stays tight
Big Shaq, Lord Tariq, Jay-Z outta sight
am
Even as a baby I crawled to the bands
Even as a baby had balls like a man
Pull up like I'm Jay-Z and cop another whip
A nigga talking shit I'm
they die
No dime don't meant I'm a friend to low life
Life's full of pain, Jay's king of hardship they'll say time flies
Little me transformed to this
[Jay-Z]
Turn the lights even lower!
Hova
Memphis Bleek
Beanie Seigel
Roc-a-fella y'all
[DMX]
Jigga, my nigga, rhyme all night
[Jay-Z
the night
You gotta walk towards the light, everything is aight
Make sure, everything you endure stays tight
Big Shaq, Lord Tariq, Jay-Z outta sight
I'm tryna stack it up Jay-Z
Ball like KD
Slim lil bitch with me no shady
I'm finna pipe now she going crazy
Put her to sleep like Rockabye baby
Go
Before time in the AD, I was completely crazy
I'm not Jay-Z nor am I Slim Shady
She is my baby, we getting bigger lately
Mistakenly, mistaken, not
Jay-Z niggas know they can't tame me
How could you play me
Huh
Real gangster bitch can't be no lady
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
But how could you blame me
Woo
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