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Hey Papi

Jay-Z

Nutty Professor II: The Klumps

2000

a hood thing, wood grain, off the chain
She give me good brain
Love the way I push my slang
Callin' my jack soon as the hop in my V
They catching

Pure Uncut

Master P

Lost [Clean]

1998

Ahh! I kicks it off, n**** what rhyme wit no f***in problem,
down wit them drama boys, an also Eightball,
understand I gotta plan, to get me some

smoking that backwoods like a fiddle
I'm Jay-Z mixed with some Hank III (woo)

Plus a little bit redneck, mother (oh yeah) (uh)
Little bit six-piece

get a tab or a solid [I dissolve it]
Palm tree, sneaky profit [on the sneak]
The custee take a Z off exotic 

On my momma
I been movin' hot, no sauna
Do

sweatin' grindin' this bitch, I need a shrine in this bitch
Fuck 007, I work 24/7
Ain't got time to bond with no bitch
Heard Jay-Z got a new Cognac, where

average (That's real)
It gets dangerous when all I see is jealousy (All I see is Jealousy)
Inhaling trees to balance out my energy
Cause I'm a Fucking

turned off suggestions
Live my life by my own discretion
You get the message
Nac or English you still be less than

Me
I put my heart on i c e
Cuz all you

these lens, and we buying now, no lease or rent, and a 80's Benz something you see Jay-Z in, and play me in, Eminem, Jay z, Ken, with Benjamin's,. with

Oh my God to who raised me (the streets)
The drugs and the streets raised me
'Cause I wanted diamonds like Jay-Z
Oh my God, who I'm beefin' with

ain't bleeding enough 
More than imported vinyl to the Japanese "Ohayou" 
I be knowing what's up I get draws off "Kon'nichiwa" 
She down to smash even

Jay-Z I went through hard knocks
This block front they all shot
Auntie came in the trap with smallpox
They gon' find percs in my autopsy
I will rob

fuck a nigga hoe , give em back, but they don't thank me
Trying  to (print)all the( blues), but I ain't never met no (Jay-Z)
We get (One Life) to fit

stepped and now the ball in the net
Don’t get hit with a tech
My shit sophisticated
We freeing shooters off the elevators
New deal I’m touching hella paper

on niggas thats lazy 
When shit gets real I get hazy 
No we cannot talk nigga pay me

Nobody can phase me
Own empires just like I’m Jay-z
I don’t give a fuck,

Scooby Doo (Wait what)
Where are you (Ok ok)
Smoking boof (What what)
Get a clue (Ah huh)
Scooby Doo 
With da crew 
Got the glue
I keep it in my shoe

been cold, they hate the word forgiveness
So I close my eyes, b*tch, I ain't even gonna witness
N*ggas see how I come, so they c*ck block
By the way she

Planet Boot 2 you better get a jay
Bitch I'm balling I been making plays
The pack touchdown hip hop hooray!
I take off on niggas like Veteran's Day

Catch em ' stretch em , Roc-aFella like Jay-Z
Quit the fuck a nigga up like Tay-Keith
Bitch, this shit ain't sweet, my name rang from West to east
Ibeen '

karma don't stop the sinning
Thats why I know it's hard to pick a struggle
You can be Jay Z in the making and get Nipsey Hustled
Lands of the SLAVES

back
I just crashed my lac
I was drunk off jack
And had a bitch on my sac
She broke her neck
Died with her head in my lap
I didn't feel sorry
It's

for ya then get the fuck up out the kitchen period looking for the weakest link it aint here on my Mike Tyson flow might fuck around bite ya ear off

give me hickey that's a bug bite
I am DMX on Jay-Z's hard knock life tour
Black pro club with shorty's contour
Dusse got my dick like a sword
Stabbing

Yo

You'd think after all these years of being clean I'd get my feelings back
Right? So why it don't feel like that
It's like God built my heart

Simmons Incorporated

Run-D.M.C.

Crown Royal

1999

black as a goner
Didn't really want to call my momma in Savannah

[Mike Ransom]
I spit dynamite ignite turn off lights
Recite, spit poetry type, get