Bounce, bounce, bounce, Jay-Z, Yeah, yeah, yeah, Roc-A-Fella, y'all Bounce, bounce, bounce, Roc-A-Fella, y'all Check, check Yo, I'm makin' short term
Okay, I'm reloaded You motherfuckers, think you big time? Fuckin' with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time Here come the, "Pain" Jigga, jigga, bigga, bigga
's We here tonight to have a good time (Yo, start the show, start the show) Wait a minute, I see my man over there Jay-Z Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear
Yeah Come experience, life as we know it As some of you should know it, yeah, yeah Place, Marcy, Brooklyn Actions, well, y'all know the actions Uh, I
Dear God, I wonder can you save me? [Incomprehensible] mind, soul over body Dear God, I wonder can you save me? Secret Society, tryin' to keep it [Incomprehensible
' venom up in the, minds of young women Mink thoughts to think thoughts type similar Might you remember, my shit is cold like December Smoother than Persian rugs, the cashmere Chromosomes make a nigga Jigga Jay-Z
Yeah, geah, Roc-A-Fella We invite you to somethin' epic y'all know? Well, we hustle out of a sense of hopelessness Sort of a desperation Through that
ever, ever come around here no more Time to pay now, you try to rise, I wave the gun, lay down This time you're really going to listen to Jay now" I
guess it ain't your night Suckin' me in like a vacuum, I remember Tellin' my family I'll be back soon, that was December Eighty five and, Jay-Z rise
lot of things to drop Brooklyn to Queens I gotta keep my steam, niggaz wanna try to hem my long jeans Uptown fiend for Jay-Z to appear on the scene In
Stress Sunshine Geyeah I sold it all from crack to opium in third person I don't wanna see 'em so I'm rehearsin' With my peoples high to GM from a remote
[Jay-Z] Geyeah, y'all nigaas finished yo Is y'all niggas finished Got your little radio play your little BDS, huh You finished nigga, huh huh, y'all finished
my name be ringin' Warmin' it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and Ya Feelin' it? To all the girls I bought the girdle to conceal my bricks No doubt
a steady grow, bet he glow Pay five dead it from blow, better believe I have Eleven sixty to show, my doe flip like Tae-Kwon Jay-Z The Icon, baby, you
翻訳: ジェイZ. （合理的\u200b\u200bな疑い）時代の到来.
翻訳: ジェイZ. 敵か味方（合理的な疑い）.
rocks like colorado bottle off the champagne, cristals by the bottle its a damn shame what ya knot though me slick like i got though (who?) fuckin Jay-Z
: This shit is wicked on these mean streets None of my friends speak We're all trying to win, but then again Maybe it's for the best though, 'cause when
