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Ghetto Gospel, I was chillin' at the jeweler
Thank you, Hov, I could've signed to JAY-Z and been Roc-a-Fella
But I had four bitches clockin' millions

funny how z gets z's on z's on z's but he gets no sleep (jugg x4)

C4 c4
And the CEO

Gucci Mane’s a G, G i’m tryna sell a P, P’s
From A to Z (From A to Z) you know about B
You know about B
You know I fuck with Wee

crazy, baby
Don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder

I probably owe it to y'all
Probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle

forget
That boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder

I probably owe it to y'all
Proud to be locked by the force
Tryin’ to hustle some things that
Go

record from me!

By Any Means
By Any Means
By Any Means
By Any Means

My T. Jones told me""If you want a Benz, go buy a Benz""
My pops said,""Don't call

the head 'cause any minute it could pop
Sleep wit' my heat by my bed, can't let 'em do me like I'm Pop
No, I ain't trustin' nobody, good for that guap,

Watchin' Me

Da Sip

Snappin'

2000

Yeah!
Uh uhh uh-uhh, boom boom boom
D-R-E!
Say it with me niggaz, boom boom
And Jay-Z!
Boom boom boom boom
What the fuck?!
Boom boom boom boom

Brooklyn

Jay-Z

From Nothin' to Somethin'

2007

With a new one, son

[Chorus]

[Fabolous] 
I see you, Brooklyn, what it look like?

[Jay-z]
I'm right here, Fab, wavin' the flag, comin' from

on bein Jay Z
The run that I'm on is gonna be longer than the Euphrates
Got a super model chick that's badder than Tom Brady's
Rap game bunch of clowns

At home eatin' clementine
I got all these problems like
I'm Jay-Z but it's 60, uh
Nobody to guide me, hope this
Label never trick me, uh
To keep it

a pair of vice grips
I don't pay niggas, niggas pay me
(I'm a hustler baby) like Jay-Z
It's the diamond princess million dollar mistress
From the M-I home

Compares 2 U"
4:13 Shawnna - "Gettin' Some" (which samples "Blowjob Betty" by Too Short (which samples "Ring the Alarm" by Tenor Saw))
4:32 Jay-Z - "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

Bang

Waka Flocka Flame

Flockaveli

2010

Niggas ain't have or function like me
Hundred grand chain, you ain't icy like me
R.I.P. to my nigga G-Baby
Got a gun seat behind me like my name Jay-Z

4-5-6

Foxy Brown

Chyna Doll [Clean]

1999

Y'all know how I play quiet towns and tie 'em down
Haters wonderin' how I got a position with Roc
'Cause I listen to The LOX and I listen then watch

time I headlined
They begged for me
Last time I had no whip I bought 3
Now it's gold bottles flooded to the feet
Roc Boy
Ciroc Boy
Now in Ramada Boy
By

award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends

Now I know why they hate me
If I wasn't me I would hate me
Shit is too easy
I ain't tryna go mainstream
Triple four four four no Jay-Z
Welcome to Shyst

I'm gonna do my own version.  
“44 Four's” You ready?  Start counting.

Fortunately for me, I'm a fan of Jay-Z,
I had “Reasonable Doubt” but he spoke

like JAY-Z
Until I finally realized that Jay wasn't me
I took my time to jot down
Every line that's a quotable
Critics say I don't be killing this
Shit

Pull up on the scene, 4-4-4, Jay-Z
Hit a nigga with a combo, like pay me
Fuck you
Pull up on the scene like Imma buck you
Knuck if you buck, run up on me

it's just me by myself
I could have went and got Kendrick, went and got Snoop
Went and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, ScHoolboy Q
Could have went and got E-40,

girl cause I'm lazy

Roc on a fella
No Jay z
Latin girl you know 
Mami too crazy
She said cozy go half on a baby

Tell em I'm sorry
No I can not make it