Jay-Z What's up niggas, ay yo I know you ain't talkin' 'bout me dog You, what? Fuck Jay-Z You been on my dick nigga You love my style, nigga Fuck Jay-
it off, lines is visible. I battle, I challenge, I rhyme my syllables. Sound like Bone, that's dispicable. I'll put you in I.C.U. I see you is not original
ll bust ya head, yup I?ll do it to the heart, rather leave em? dead, Before my time, but I?m still ahead, Of all ya?ll, all ya?ll, Like a nas?y bitch
of pressure, them thangs look free I'm on my way now, desperate need of a lick indeed Believe I got a vick if it's a brick you need My nigga for sheez
my back Unzip the backpack pull out a 50 yap I?ll probably go to jail but nahh that ain?t me I style crazy A net like jay z The black co jac I get money
out Uhhh haha gotta keep it fat Chorus: Jay Z (repeat 2X) I can't get with that I gotta keep it thick never miss so I hit em like this [Jay-Z] Straight
cash for ads, fuckers I don't know what you take me as Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has I'm from, rags to riches, niggaz I ain't dumb I
Van Axel I shake phoneys man, you can't get next to The genuine article I go I do not sing though I sling though, if anything I bling yo A star like Ringo, roll like Crazy bring ya whole set Jay-Z
Jay-Z shoes I call it the Ferrari sniffs, the Phantom flu 'Cause y'all sick, what already exists, can't be you I told y'all niggaz in oh-two that I can
Jay-Z shoes I call it the Ferrari sniffs, the Phantom flu 'Cause y'all sick, what already exists, can't be you I told y'all niggaz in oh-two that I
days All I want, all I need All I want is to be with you all of my days All I want baby Yeah ha ha, check it All I want, all I need You in my life,
What's fuckin' with this shit?' Jay-Z told 'em, look how many he sold 'em '99's my time to shine and control 'em Spread ones with sons, guns, I still
muthafuckin' sound a likes Sounded like (Mobb deep!) Sounded like (Jay-Z!) Sounded like (B.I.B.!) And we don't need no more please Yoouu gonna have to change up all
, I out draw y'all Whether clubs or the street, I out ball y'all Niggas ain't ready, I doubt all y'all Fly ass niggas, I reroute all y'all If it ain'
nobody copin' like Mr. Jay-Z Shit, you're crazy I'm hot like the six maybe, deep dish with the great seats I flow greater than your navigator I drop
till I close up, it's all basic I been spending hundreds since they had small faces Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas Me and Jay-Z got