On and off the mic, I always set trends Either you see me with hoes or I'm rolling with pimps Brook land to Oakland, I keep smokin' Jay-Z and short
y'all, un huh jigga Watch this y'all, un huh, uhh Roc-a-fella ya'll, uhhhh, come on yea It's kid Capri and Jay-z, it's kid Capri and Jay-z 'Cause I'm
, fast money lets slow it up Niggaz try to stop Jay Z to no luck Roc A Fella foreva CEO, what? What? Us the villains, fuck your feelings While y'all playa hate
im god blessed know this angels are priced so devels cant afford them maybe 'cos im young black rich and the rest of it maybe 'cos where doing jay-z
soon as I decided to put that bottle down and pick up my tie bridges The writings on the wall since niggas seen me at the baseball game with Shady and Jay-Z
Long as when I'm pushin' up daisies and gone As long as you place me amongst one of them greats When I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z
As Jay-Z, Nas, Pac, Biggie or maybe The name me somewhere down at the bottom, right after AZ Or say he ripped that Biggie verse, or that Jay-Z Yo his
of my wits with half this shit that gets in I got a list here's the order of my list that it's in It goes, Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie Andre from
say What's on my mind At any given time of day 'Cause I'm a renegade Never been afraid To talk about anything (Anything) Anything (Anything) Renegade (Jay-Z
and chain plates, we communicate Chicago to Brooklyn, niggas real ones do relate If lyrics sold then truth be told I'll probably be just as rich and famous as Jay-Z
to brooklyn nigga real ones do relate (Verse 2: Talib Kweli) If lyrics sold then truth be told I'll probably be just as rich and famous as jay-z Truthfully
I make contact for sure the emcee Me and mine we don't just get by We get free and that's ready [Mos -- nigga] [Jay-Z] Just to get by Nigga I sold coke
feet, ain't no way you finna fuck with me Ain't no way you finna fuck with Boss, ain't no way you finna fuck with B Jay'Ton, DSR hate the click and boys
bosses on the same page So me and young Pimp went hit 'em from center stage Next thing you know we got this call from the N.Y. It's Jay-Z saying y'all
Jay! Fuck that, this is it right here baby! You know what it is Yo, I used to have bad luck, now you might see me in a Jag truck Mad stuck, either with
's, motherfuckers Chorus: Just some ghetto boys Living in these ghetto streets -- these ghetto streets And everyday they gotta fight to stay alive It's just reality Verse Two: Jay-Z
I'm better. Lick my balls, til they are dry, Sorry... come again. Things just ain't the same for Bin Laden, This planet hates me more than Michael Jackson, Hating
up ? battle Kool Moe Dee Chubb Rock hit the Grammys, Hitman Howie Tee, Doug E. Fresh, Chill Will, Barry B BDP, Eazy E, PRT, Lakim Shabazz, Jaz, Jay-Z