Lyrics:
can't stop
Yeah the girls are in the back blastin' that good ol hip-hop
Call up some friends disturb the peace
Play a smash by Jaz or Jay-Z's dope
on n***a'z like my name rocky ( Rocky)
B***h's talk to much but they say I'm cocky (cocky)
On my soul Im really really rich (Rich)
Why You thought I brought
a lot of rappers out there tryin' to sound like Jay-Z
I'll help you out, here's what you do
You gonna need a wide lens 'cause that's a very big shoe
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
these niggas but I'm not gon' cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa, Jay-Z die too
Lookin' out for Mobb Deep, nigga when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve
different ma you see em' passing out bars (lets go)
The definition of a jet setter I'm hip hop still living like a good fella'
Castle and crooks sweater
[Jay-Z:]
Uh, one checkin it two, checkin it three
Check out the J, check out the A, check out the why, check out the Z
Hey G!
I'm breaking MC's up like
I don't mean no harm
I'm a be your lucky charm
Herryporter on the block
Jay Z, Yeezy go ham
Im high as a motherf*****
let this ***** know who I am
I'm not gonna cry
I'm a Bad Boy killer, Jay-Z die too
Looking out for Mobb Deep: nigga, when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe
money, n***a why is you lying
B***h I can't stop till I'm flying in private
Off white my feet I got it
Im switching lanes in a Mazi
I need a 3 gram wood
H-Town E.S.G., H-Town, going down, ooh
Oh yeah (know we talking bout)
Ay, ay
I'm out, H-Town
These niggaz, need to know what I'm talking
To play me, ba-by, hey he,
Gone need a track from God featuring Jesus or Jay-Z
Go on floss; ball where it cost
Smile for the cameras, take your shirts
Yeah Jay-z I'm callin you out, you suck, you hang out wit 50 cent 'cause you're not worth a dollar buck. And for chammillionaire you horrible and even
to the plug to cop some work and bring it back
I had to get it by my lonely cause they never had my back
Ain’t nobody give me s**t b***h I got it out the trap
yo, true, stick it on me
I started smoking to prove I'm an adult
Now it's a habt but is it all my fault
I wished my mother would have told me the truth
of bustdowns
Lil nigga from the trenches better calm down
H-A-Z-Z-Y
My nigga you know I'm from H-Town
Shawty peeped the drip
And since I'm up she wanna love now
dans l'tieks
Et j'étais tout seul dans l'bails
Et j'étais tout seul dans l'del
On veut le capital à Jay Z
La paire de fesses a Beyoncé
Sa sort les cross
don't rap for pleasure, I rap for cheddar
Guns clap for treasure straight like that forever
H, Bleek and Jay on a track together
It's a wrap for y'all
real niggas stuck in the street game
'Cause rappers like Jay-Z be pumpin' Kool-Aid through they veins
Is it true what I'm sayin'? Slap your soft ass
real niggas stuck in the street game
'Cause rappers like Jay-Z be pumpin' Kool-Aid through they veins
Is it true what I'm sayin'? Slap your soft ass
And then, Jay-Z, Biggie, Hill be the MCs
God said daughter you next pick up the pen please
And now I use to mic to plant seeds
So when they mention who's
other bullshit is just dumb shit
No responses
Keep doing yo thang fam
This life be too short
Favorite top 5 rappers
Tupac Scarface Pimp C Jay Z and Too
Hip hop ville, tu verras le nom de Jay Z
Ecris au dessus du Roxy
Tu parqueras pr?s de Rock steady,
Pas loin ? pieds tu iras au cin?ma,
Pour re-mater
bags
And ill take the deal
Yeah, still the same me
Catch me with a white girl like H3
They say i spit effortlessly like Jay-Z
See me with a Hublot,
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