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Had 12 stuck to my chest in the field with the Colt Andrew Luck with it We had the rock, hit the block like what's up with it Jay was in the Z, my
niggas Uh, it's 0-11 I figured out what's the matter with This shit It ain't me, it's these niggas It's the Roc, I’m on my Jay Z shit Nah nah, fuck
thanks to The accident, thanks to god Thanks to Roc-A-Fella Jay-Z, Dame Dash, G, my mother Rhymefest everyone that's helped me And I plan to celebrate I
umm right Now, is my time and my moment, thanks To the fans, thanks to the accident Thanks to God, thanks to Roc-A-Fella, Jay Z Dame Dash, G, my mother,
ain't got it, I got it I get it I only give it to those who really live it Like Jay-Z, the Game And my dogs that really did it Like Kweli, like Common
pain But, motherfucker, that ain't your Navy 6 All you do is drive JAY-Z shit Nigga you ain't hardcore Nigga you ain't ever won no warzone You still
[Jay-Z] What, tssh, why'all, what Jigga, uhh uhh uhh, uh-huh Pa-pa, uhh, pa-pa, uhh The G, Roc-A-Fella why'all Who be, in a Japanese
less While you sleep sleep sleep I'm inna Benz going beep beep beep Got your girl sayin' yo who he So let's ride to Rockland's party [Jay-Z
a bad bitch run, uh I just bought a new AP (AP) 'Bout to get the bad bitch one (Yeah) Nigga like the new Jay-Z (Woo) Pockets on fat, Big Pun (Big bag)
in the vehicle bent These days I mellowed out See, success make a fella content Un huh You know, this rap stuff, pop a Jay-Z Hugo, course
Hit the streets and tear this bitch up like I'm Willie B No Tennessee but the chain on my neck is a T No Memphis Bleek, bitch I own the Roc not Jay
enemy Like kennedy, he gettin sprayed So I keep my gauge loaded, pop, pop Uh oh, there they go, let anotha flee 4 real crooks runnin tight wit me Jus
Haha, Jay-Z roc-A-Fella Records Circle of success, ha, DJ Self hey, check it The nerve with you herbs Y'all know who swerve from the curb In
[Jay-Z] R-O-C Memph Bleek do it again Jigga man, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Missy, sho' nuff [Memphis Bleek] Yo check it now, yo Yo Hov' chose I -- I ain't
compare me to Jay-Z I pop my collar, hollar All about the drama blowing scama Pockets stay filled with that good marijuana But you lames hating Cause
Out of range, never running out of game Lotta chains, came with a lot of pain Not a day goes by I ain't got a jay Spending change, where that
Jay-Z They tried to give my autistic son medicine for ADHD Same kid who could look at a piano and memorize all 88 keys I learned everything I need
you mention Pac, Biggie or Jay Z Don't forget Weezy, baby Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (Amen) Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been?
still after me, brrt, brrt, brrt See, I was payin' homage to Hov, I could never diss JAY-Z Y'all know me better than that, I got real street beefs
said she love B.I.G. and she likes Tupac And when I said Jay-Z she say, "It's the Roc" I'ma leave it like this, like this like that Where Brooklyn at?
said she love B.I.G. and she likes Tupac And when I said Jay-Z she say, "It's the Roc" I'ma leave it like this, like this like that Where Brooklyn at?
the gunner pop, tell me who you wanna rock It's crew love Rocafella 'til I die Nigga keep it moving, don't get caught up in this drive-by The breaks over,
know there's snakes in the grass Can get hit with that RICO I'm a hustler like Jay Z And I'ma ball like Alpo Money before these hoes Kickin shit like
Right there by the door, Yeah This gone pop it off This gone top it off I'm in the paint like Andy Warhol This for all my dawgs I don't do
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