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[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

it up like Jay Z
Hazy, Anytime I get high does how I view the world and it's crazy
Baby, you feel my style, that is not a maybe
Lately I be thinking

they ain't even met us, 
Tried to get me they ain't even get us, 

Niggas don't ride by code,
Niggas ain't touching road them niggas they fold, 
U know

the Blue on your jeans
To the Jay to the Z, you mean the world to me
I never knew nobody that could take my breath away
Just a glance I'm here to stay, your

didn't need your help I was overly hungry 
Now I help myself and I'm so bloody comfy 

I'm sure they had z's on jay till hov became great 
They had twisted

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

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

Visualizing the realism of life and actuality
Visualizing and realizing
My life is fucking crazy
Rapping like JAY-Z
Dirty dancing with my boy Swayze
Stealing

Visualizing the realism of life and actuality

Visualizing and realizing
My life is fucking crazy rapping like JAY-Z
Dirty dancing with my boy Swayze
Stealing

You see that's why we get high, just to get by
See we sit and wait until it's dark outside and then we ride
On our enemies, you can depend on me
If you

halen je kwijt
So don't run (ssh shh)
Jump on a ride met waps on side
Die mannen van daar zijn geen partij
Jump in die hooptie let's drive by
Ren

Only in LA
Where the gangsters play
Where the gangsters play catching up on fame
Summertime in, West Coast ride

Rolling down Rosecrans bumping D-A-Z

Understand? But it's how I retaliate which
Defines who I am
Jay-Z, ain't nothing dead or alive playing me
I take beef to the grave
That's how my momma raised me

Yeah, what the fuck! Jay-Z, Marcy, Brooklyn
Representin' the, what, what
Roc-A-Fella y'all, for life
Stretch Armstrong bring the noise, haha

my thong
He know I like it make it bang like a hit
Hand on my neck other hand on my hip
He drive me crazy like a real thug
A ride or die that's that

Music music on my mind
Vans on my feet so you know I'm on my grind
Nikkas real nikkas by my side
Bad boys for life we ride we ride or die
Show no

gon' make 'em hate me
That music, it saved me, I'm feelin' like Jay-Z
'Cause I had a hard knock life, now a nigga in the spotlight
I bet you a nigga

Talking)

Yo I remember I use to ride to school with my dawg
Tom and we be listening to Kanye jay z man you know
every body basically and it's crazy now cuz

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

a dream that I met Jay-Z
I didn't have you, I had a new baby
When I was on my own wish they paid me
Yeah I been this sick like I got rabbis
Thought she was

for the Wu-Tang Clan understand
I got a soul of mischief, what you know about Hiero
Jay-Z and Jaz-O, the flows'll make em bedazzled, oh shit, hold up

I see reign
I'm in total disarray
We got played
Are we gonna die?
Jay said not today
He said Reign
Know I love you
You my brother till this day
You

Yeah y'all this Jay-Z, coolin out with the Funk Flex
60 Minutes of Funk, volume two, how we do
Motherfucker... yeah you don't stop
You won't quit,