Lyrics:
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
mensen m'n tracks nekken
Ook al ben ik next best ze willen 't niet beseffen
Maar ga ik echt lekker weet ik wat ze gaan zeggen
Zo van ik nekte Z al voor hij
featuring Blake see Jay Z Mr. Bristal
[Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc A Fella (uh huh)
Gener al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
Life, Life)
Life Goes on (Life, Remember, Remember Ya'll)
Remember tha G'z that were, here now there gone
Life goes on (Life, Life, Life)
Pancake
choose by the h*** back then ‘cause now they want me
Talking bout money, I’m on that
Otherwise y’all can fallback
Trying get straight to the plug, I’m
can't define me
Blowing in the wind on my RZA
Shit you can't find me
Anyway the wind blows, Bohemian rap flows
These new niggas just hoe
Like Jay-Z I
H-Town, going down, ooh
Oh yeah (know we talking bout)
Ay, ay
I'm out, H-Town
These niggas, need to know what I'm talking about
Ooh you know,
can't knock the hustle ba-by
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
("I'm A Hustler, I'm a-I'm Hustler, homie" - [Jay-Z])
You can't knock the hustle
can't knock the hustle ba-by
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
("I'm A Hustler, I'm a-I'm Hustler, homie" - [Jay-Z])
You can't knock the hustle
n***a play me
Heard you was a junkie, smoking, more rock than Jay-Z
Thought he's loving me for selling 20 for the KD
That's who you is, lil' n***a
Yeah it's all yours if you want
Ain't no such thing as a broke jay-z
I know I'm on my way can't the way find me?
Why'm I living on this path moving
Dame Dash still fuck with Jay-Z
Still, real still recognize real
I still feel it in the air we still kill at will
Now first Pac got got
Then Big
313, and I'm feeling so shady
420, got me smoking like crazy
5 AM, and I'm calling my baby
4:44, cause I'm bumping to Jay-Z
313, and I'm feeling so
Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
As a youngin dumbin, gun in
love me
Friends wish they hit my head they don't really love me
My ni**&z won't break bread cause they'n really love me
Just caught a graze by my ribs
b***h yeah! I'm dizzy
Gucci bag
Only fan
Call me back
Easy!
Doing them private shit, kind Jay-Z
Flexing on n***s kho serf daghi ki ji
Wlad houmti chi
ball like a baby
Ball like J, but not Jay as in
Jay-Z, J as in Leno
'Cause I got a huge mansion
No, huge man chin, new Manson, loose cannon
Too
(Jay-Z)
Oohh, live your life 'cause life is love
Always thank the man above (thank you, uh)
The more you the more you get (that's real talk)
Yeah, yeah
is fuckin' crazy
Poppin' like Jay-Z
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest and bitch I've been ready to kill it, it's so
way that I'm letting you win
Half of these rappers shady they never phase me
I ain't here making no friends
Lately, I'm feeling like jay z cause my aim
like god almighty
I don't know why but shawty still try me
Always one to fuck it up yeah I'm so sorry
And I'm by my Vlone no ASAP Bari
I was on my way
lately
More money can't ever change me
And these games can't ever play me
Imma really be paid like Jay Z
And I'm plotting my steps y'all in trouble in now
I could rhyme like JAY-Z, all these Motherfuckers wanna come, pair me to the best, well I got a few things, that I need
To get, off my chest, what
Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
As a youngin dumbin, gun in
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