Lyrics:
are shoes by the way)
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
Excuse me, what's your name? You're so foxy girl
This
are shoes by the way)
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
Excuse me, what's your name? You're so foxy girl
This
Jay
Bro-brother Marquis
Bus-bust a rhyme
Extra extra, hear all the bad news
About the whacky-whack emcees and the ones like you
Because I've done
[Jay Hype:]
Get lost in my mind (My mind, my mind)
Get lost every time (Time, time)
Need you by my side (My side)
Getting way to high
[070 Shake]
[Jay]
One two, one two, and I say
I go by the name of Jam Master Jay
And the Hollis Crew, we here to stay believe that
[D.M.C.]
Hey, as we let
(Gotta throw on ya Scooby Doo's, those are shoes by the way)
You're so contagious, I can't take it have my baby, let's just make it
Excuse me, what's
Let it blow like a Chicago snow storm
Even if it's 20 below still bear arms
Jay rock, K Dot nigga piss yo pants
(where we from) California let
Me see
(8ok)
And if dem boy try to test us out, we going to the extent of getting some blazed
Man If you don't know bout izzi Jay by now, better check my resume
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
gotta come and
Make that pick up
Dog, I hit your block in a pick-up
Jay Rock I'm me, a lion, a man, a
I do it by myself
With a hook and an uppercut
Doctor
[the Jay-Z and Tariq verses are from Shaquille O'Neal's "No Love Lost"]
what the hell...what the hell...
check check check check it out
what
a new Too $hort tape
And hes spitting pimp game with his homeboy Jay
Chorus: Jermaine Dupri
We talk shit, cause we are the shit
Never looked back
on by another kid named Jay
Jay was poppin' junk to Gene at a party
Sent him home in a body bag
Word to mother, that kid Jay was in pain
And Gene got
Working hard, working late
I got bars I got jays, jays
I got bars I got jays, jays
Why they pocket watching
I count money by the pound it ain't ever
the sound of this
Guy on stand by jay-Z's half the reason why
Poor poets are held at bay
Lyrics sharp as a ginsu for you
And other people to sway
Back
(Intro 1 - Killah Jay)
Hello?
Bro I told you to leave me alone, stop calling me, stop texting me
No, what you said really did hurt
You know I’m not
me
Or get slit bitch you couldn't slip nothin' by me
Try me and I'll pop shots like I'm supposed to
I'm from the field where the covers are
of my mind
(Cause you can't knock the hustle)
Who do you think you are (Jay Z baby)
Baby one day you'll be a star
Last seen out of state where I drop my
The sheer sincere rap engineer's here
And wherever I go yo
You know my man Jay's near
More than up to par
Styles indicate who we are
Like
That's a forlon fuckin image painted by -
Four knobs in a twitter fight -
With a bitter guy who can sit and cry! (yuh!)
And I don't wanna be the one
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
who we are)
Oh, oh-oh, ay
So the dee jay started changin' up the beat (ooh)
I was movin', I could feel it in my feet (ooh)
And the girl, she took
base soldiers
Plans to rock the nation like Jay Hova
Step up in the building like a takeover
My stakeholders push the Range Rovers
My dawgs move like
I feel alone in this world nobody here with me
I was born a gangster knowing im die a g
2016 lost jay money and that hurt me niggas talk behind my
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