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Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Jay Z-You're Welcome (Feat. Mary J Blige) Lyrics

You're Welcome (Feat. Mary J Blige) Lyrics - Jay-Z

[Intro: Mary J. Blige]
Turn, turn me up a little bit, when that music comes in it gets loud

[Jay-Z]: Swizzy!!!!!!

[Swizz Beatz] (Jay-Z) (*Mary J. Blige):
YES!!!!!!!! Hands up! Hands up! Hands up high!
Hands up! Hands up! Hands up high! (*La dee da da da!)
(It be very different now, Swizzy)
Hands up! Hands up! Hands up high! Hands up! Hands up! Hands up high!
(*Oh oh oh!)
(I need everybody put your hands up, wave from side to side right quick for me)
Slow down HOV your killin 'em

[Verse 1: Jay-Z] (Swizz Beatz)
Yeah! You would think I was on 'roids
I been hittin so long and I'n a big headed boy
Nah we ain't on HGH
Though I might pick up some weight when I'm runnin through your state
(Runnin through your state! ) Nah nah nah we ain't on the clear
We on the runway in back to back Lairs (In the air!!!)
Yeah Yeah! It's Ms. No More Drama
And Barack Obama rhymers feel honored (Talk to 'em HOV)
I put my life on these tracks
You act like y'all don't wanna p-pay me for the facts
Luckily my therapy is to rap
I just bare my soul I don't expect nothin back (Get it up!)
Your all welcome long as you felt them
I was 'gon get mine you know where the hell I'm from
I'm from the bottom so I do this from the diapers (Stinky!!!)
Quick fast turn the big apple into cider (Nasty!!!)
I do this, I'm a writer and a rider
Spew it cause I'm nicer but I do this for the lifers (Tell 'em again Hov!!!)
I'm a writer and a rider
Spew it cause I'm nicer but I do this for the lifers, your welcome

[Chorus: Mary J. Blige - singing in tune of Slick Rick's "La Di Da Di"]
To all of y'all, keepin y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
Your ahhhh-lll... , your ahhhh-ll
Your ahhhh-ll are welcome (Yeah! Now everybody get yo' hands up)

[Swizz Beatz]
Hands up, hands up, hands up, high!
Hands up, hands up, hands up, high!

[Mary J. Blige] (Swizz Beatz)
Your ahhhh-lll... , your ahhhh-ll
Your ahhhh-ll are welcome (Slow down HOV Your killin 'em!)

[Verse 2: Jay-Z] (Mary J. Blige) (*Swizz Beatz)
Yeah yeah, you probably never see again
(Uh-ah! ) Somebody so deadly via the pen (No never no)
Viva Hovito bandito muy bien
Big up to Biggie and Pac, I do it for them
Until I rich Kaleek, I do it for him
Do it for those who can't do for self do to the pen
May these bars reach through your bar
And ma, when Mary sing it heals your heart (*Hands up!)
God so Lisa Stansfield you are
Love Is A Battlefield we all get scarred (*OH!)
AH! I put my heart into this
This is much more than marketed music
The reason I got a market to do this
As there's people goin through pain I'm just walkin 'em through this
(I'm here for you) This ain't no marketed music
People goin through pain I'm just talkin 'em through it, your welcome

[Chorus: Mary J. Blige - singing in tune of Slick Rick's "La Di Da Di"]
To all of y'all, keepin y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
Your ahhhh-lll... , your ahhhh-ll
Your ahhhh-ll are welcome (Yeah! Now everybody get yo' hands up)

[Swizz Beatz]
Hands up, hands up, hands up, high!
Hands up, hands up, hands up, high!

[Mary J. Blige] (Swizz Beatz)
Your ahhhh-lll... , your ahhhh-ll
Your ahhhh-ll are welcome (Slow down Mary your killin 'em!)

[Verse 3: Mary J. Blige] (Swizz Beatz)
If it wasn't for your love it would all be a dream
And you made our dreams come true
That's why y'all don't need to thank us
Cause we do this all for you (Talk to 'em Mary!)
We know what you were goin through
Because we were goin through it too
When no one seems to understand
We were always there to hold your hand

[Verse 4: Jay-Z] (Swizz Beatz)
Sure I taught you 'bout watch brands and watch bands
I also said watch the man hoppin out of vans (WOO!!!)
I ain't only teach you about Efizel
I told you how to fish and not let other niggas feed you, your welcome

[Chorus: Mary J. Blige - singing in tune of Slick Rick's "La Di Da Di"]
To all of y'all, keepin y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
Your all are welcome, your all are welcome, your all are welcome

[Outro: Swizz Beatz - *beatbox scratching*]
Now everybody say, M-*juva*-J-*erva*-B
*Eh-uh-eh-evra* H-*erra*-O-*evra*-V
*Eh-uh-eh-evra* M-*juva*-J-*erva*-B
*Eh-uh-eh-evra* H-*erra*-O-*evra*-V
Now-now-now-now-now-now-now
Knock 'em out the box, k-k-k-knock 'em out the box (Mary!)
Knock 'em out the box, k-k-k-knock 'em out the box ( HOV!)
Knock 'em out the box, k-k-k-knock 'em out the box, (Swizzy!)
Knock 'em out the box, k-k-k-knock 'em out the box (Individuals!)
HEY! (Get it up!) HO!! (Get it up!)
HEY! (Get it up!) HO!! (Get it up!)
HEY! (To the left!) HO!! (To the right!)
HEY! (To the left!) HO!! (Good night!)
Good night! Good night! Good night! Good night!
Good night! Good night! Good night! Good night!
Good night! Good night! Good night! Good night!
Good night! Good night! Good night! Good night!

Jay Z-Your Love Lyrics

Your Love Lyrics - Jay-z

[jay-z]
Christion.. listen
Uhh, jigga
How easy is that?

Lame mad cause the game that i, spat at his chick
So i had to double back quick, and clap at his click
Soon as the smoke cleared, i got back in his *bitch*
Tell that man son, i ain't your ave-rage
My-rap-is-as-sick-as-it-gets
All the while, hand my hand on her, ass and hips
Told her, "let's get gone; listen to christion"
Play full of smoke, take small pulls to choke
She almost overdosed, how them cats hold their notes
Know that the flow's no joke, mine strictly fold dough
And since you over age, and, i'm overpaid
We can play in the rover til the verse is over.. jay

[christion](bring back your love) bring back your love babe
[jay-z]for the color y'all (bring back your love) funk dat
[christion]bring back your love
[jay-z](bring back your love) geyeah
[christion] bring back your love babe
[jay-z] right, for the color y'all (bring back your love) uh
[christion] bring back your love (two, three)
[jay-z] turn that up.. uh-huh

[christion]
I... uhh, think of you
Late at night (uh-huh) love that's all i do
Tell me why (uh-huh, jigga, uh-huh) do you have to leave
Love me lady (uh) c'mon (uh) bring it back to meee..

[jay-z]for the color (bring back your love) yea
[christion]bring back your love bab-ay
[jay-z](bring back your love) yea
[christion]begging you bring it back to meee
[jay-z] (bring back your love) uh-huh, who you wit
[christion]uh-huh, baby come on back
[jay-z] (bring back your love) oh yea
[christion] bring back your love
[jay-z]yeah, yeah, pause .. who you wit

[christion]
Love (uh-huh), is a funny thing
When i'm with your babe (gi geya) you make my heart sing
It's so cold .. it's so colllld .. inside my bed
Come back home (yea) .. come back home ..
Because i don't wanna fuss and fight (funk dat)
Baby i wanna talk, about you and me
This ain't the way it's 'sposed to be
I don't wanna be alone, so bring back your love

[jay-z]uh, uh, uh (bring back your love) yea
[christion] do you wanna hear me beg baby
[jay-z]uh-huh uh uh (bring back your love)
[christion]i said please, pleasse, please!
[jay-z]listen (bring back your love) you hear me?
[christion]don't you wanna come back home to me?
[jay-z]listen (bring back your love) feel this, yea
[christion]bring back your lovin baby
[jay-z]uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh (bring back your love)
[christion]everytime i close my eyes, i, think, bout you, babe
[jay-z]uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh (bring back your love) right
[christion]baby since you said goodbye; it's all i do
[jay-z]listen! (bring back your love) .. funk dat
[christion]baby i just can't go on like this
[jay-z]funk dat (bring back your love) uhh
[christion]i miss your kiss baby
[jay-z]funk dat (bring back your love) uhh
[christion]bring back your love
[jay-z]uh-huh (bring back your love)
[christion] come back, come back

[jay-z]
Yea (bring back your love)
I mean don't, don't hate, congratulate
It's all good though (bring back your love)
Roc-a-fella incorporated, you know?
Enterprise baby, enterprise -- feel that?
Listen! uh-huh, uh-huh-uh
Christion, jigga, how easy is that?
Yea!

Jay Z-Young Forever Lyrics

Young Forever Lyrics - Jay-Z

[Mr. Hudson]
Let's dance in style,
Let's dance for a while,
Heaven can wait we're only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst,
Are you gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever,
We don't have the power but we never say never,
Sitting in a sandpit,
Life is a short trip,
The music's for the sad man,

Forever young,
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever young I wanna be
Forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, forever

[Jay-Z]
So we live a life like a video
When the sun is always out and you never get old
And the champagne's always cold
And the music is always good
And the pretty girls just happen to stop by in the hood
And they hop their pretty ass up on the hood of that pretty ass car
Without a wrinkle in today
Cuz there is no tomorrow
Just some picture perfect day
To last a whole lifetime
And it never ends
Cos all we have to do is hit rewind
So lets just stay in the moment, smoke some weed,
Drink some wine,
Reminisce talk some shit forever young is in your mind
Leave a mark that can't erase neither space nor time
So when the director yells cut,
I'll be fine,
I'm forever young...

Forever young,
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever young I wanna be
Forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, forever

Fear not when, fear not why,
Fear not much while were alive,
Life is for living not living up tight,
See ya somewhere up in the sky,
Fear not die, I'll be alive for a million years, bye bye,
So not for legends, I'm forever young
My name shall survive
Through the darkest blocks, Over kitchen stoves,
Over Pyrex pots, my name shall be passed down to generations
While debating up in barber shops, young slung, hung here,
Shorty, the nigga from here
With a little ambition just what we can become here,
And as the father passed his story down to his sons ears,
Younger kid, younger every year, yeah
So if you love me baby this is how you let me know.
Don't ever let me go, that's how you let me know, baby

Forever young,
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever young I wanna be
Forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, forever

Slamming Bentley doors,
Hopping out of Porsche's,
Popping up on Forbes lists,
Gorgeous,
Hold up,
Niggas thought I lost it,
They be talking bullshit
I be talking more shit
They nauseous,
Hold up,
I'll be here forever
You know, I'm on my fall shit,
And I ain't waiting for closure, I will never forfeit,
Less than four bars,
Guru bring the chorus in,
Did you get the picture yet,
I'm painting you a portrait of young...

Forever young,
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever young I wanna be
Forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, forever

Jay Z-You're Only A Customer Lyrics

You're Only A Customer Lyrics - Jay-Z

Intro:Ha ha, ha ha, roc-a-fella y'allFuturistic shit beeotchUh, what the fuck? how we do. how we do. uh haVerse 1:Triple platnum nigga with the solid gold fadeAll that nickle and dime shit, don't hold no weightFortune 5, top 5 in the forbes (you'll see) as youThumb through the source I read the ride reportClass c, cold me down with the plasticThat's all I ask of you, like raphael saadiqAt the hotel, nico, robbin' the val suiteMy people's eyes through the peep holeI'm lovin' you down freak as iShoot through the city like a rumorNot soon enough, to stop 'em from spreadin' the newsPaper headin' read jay-z breaths, 80 degreesThe only thing to cool them off is a malibu day breezeCan't sop for the feds, say cheeseYou know they wanna take a nigga picturePray for the day to get ya, but I'm a parlay and stay richer for nowJigga hasn't done dirt in a whileYou know my stomach getin' weak from livin' on the streets for realTryin' to oversee it from suites, orderin' eatsAt the top where the criminal minds meetThat's where the cream is (right) , that's where your dream is (well ain'tIt? )Hook:You're only a customer (uh)Walkin' in the presence of hustlersYou spend money all night longAll night long - mary j. bligeVerse 2:A-yo my youth had a nigga too aggressiveI use to speed excessive, both eyes closedNo thought infestedHittin' pot holes, cop-o's will snatch your weightBut your game most preciousHad to rethink things, is pinky ring worthLife on the run and time served in sing singI don't know to tell the truthIf I'm pressed for doe, I got to consoul irv gotti y'allIrv gotti:Heads got to rollJay-z:I was raised to live, lord I pray you forgiveIf not, I just handle it like jason kiddWhat you're facin' is official (it's official)Most cases when I'm blazin' won't miss you (won't miss you)Case and point mad bullshitted issueI see it to the end, my writting is so personalMy heart bleedin' out my pen, make no mistake aobut meIt's only one nigga livin', I got a half a cake about meI got love, to make a nigga die bleedin' is nothin'You make a motherfucker die breathin' then you sayin' somthing, beeotchHook (x3)More flavor than y'all can image havin'Graphic like sega, saturn, traffic like the bodegaIt just so happens, you caught me at the the tail end of my diveMy brain ain't right from inhaling the work of my lifeFuck it, 3's in ya, had to holdD.c. high pissy off cristle3 g's high seasoned bacardy, uv'sBlesses my body, we be fresh at the partyPlay yourself go head if you don't no the ledgeIt's like spittin' to godGet it in your face fuckin' with niggas over your headTake your time with me, shifteeUse to make coke stretch like the samplin' a 950Shit with that, while I'm o a kawasoki bikeAt the light, doin' a pike, with a bitch on the backAnd take flight, my life like it was directed by hypeIn 35 slow-mo, with the rockafella logoAccapoco to arruba, bay breezes and caviar balugaVery little loot, a loserIn the grashish blueish, les coup it's the root of evil in these peopleHook (x3)

Jay Z-You, Me, Him And Her Lyrics

You, Me, Him And Her Lyrics - Jay-z

[Jay-Z]
Told y'all... Dynasty... Roc-A-Fella Records, you heard me?
Unstoppable, niggaz! Uhh
Memph Bleek.. Amil-lion.. Sigel Sigel ya heard?
It's a Dynasty! Who do you believe?

Jigga Man, mo' better, mo' cheddar
Foes knock the man off your Polo sweater
Roll with the R-O-C, A-Fella
Remember me? The teachers used to fail us
Now it's mo' scrilla, hoe killers
Fo'-wheelers, we - gorillas
Oh please feel us - we heat holders
Fightin? Listen boy, Roy Jones couldn't still us
The plot thickens, the block clickin
We got the game tied up, stop trippin
Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek what? Amil-lion, uhh
Cat be him, El Cap-i-tan
The fire I spit burn down Happyland
Social Club, we unapproachable thugs
Non-social, gone postal
Great aim, harm the arm close to your toast
Like a Don's supposed to, Shawn
I thought I told you, these ain't just vocals
Don't make me take it to the old school
I put holes through your hoes too
Through your clothes to the foes to the nigga close to you
Fuck it; Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y'all
Amil-lion what? Memph Bleek..

[Memphis Bleek]
Y'all dudes don't - get it, come widdit
Fifth loaded with slugs that'll rest in your fitted
It's M dot E-M, the Roc be them
Got the mamis sayin look, who can stop be them?
You wan' press your dumb luck, get blam blam-ed up
I crush your larynx, you talk 'bout us nigga
No obituary, I get it critical
You know Memph'll hit the pall bearer liftin you
When I cock the plastic, make 'em drop the casket
When it's hot, I'm blastin, it's the Roc, you bastards
Jigga Man what? Amil-lion yeah
Memph Bleek huh? Sigel Sigel c'mon
Spit acid, c'mon
Witcha bullshit smash hit, get your bullshit smashed in
Niggaz wanna front and get jumped
Bet the ruger give your right side a nice-sized lump
Nigga, we are, the supreme squad
You can dream hard but reality is
We push the dream cars, fuck the queen broads
Puff the green raw, we as real as it get
We the R-O-C dot A dot Fellas
Bitches don't talk to us, the hoes they e-mail us
Nigga, Jigga Man what? Memph Bleek huh?
Amil-lion yeah, Sigel Sigel rap

[Beanie Sigel]
R (dot) O (dot) C (dot) stop
From tower to mind pop, I move out stop
Shower your mind block, move out with glocks
Raw to the cook, look, move out them blocks
Take it to the bucks who be grindin it up
Usually take it to the dubs so they diamond it up
Competition, linin 'em up
Forty-five ACP, let me squeeze lime 'em up
You want, drama what? Well silence it up
Since a young buck, violent as fuck
Wettin me dog, the high will do it; I used to wild off embalmin fluid
I send niggaz to the trauma unit
Forty-five or the nine'll do it
I fuck around and have your moms go through it - I'm a beast!
Shit, niggaz always wanna ye shit, then they wanna cease shit
When they motherfuckin peeps hit
But I don't cease nuttin, I decease som'un
I fuck around and have you sleepin underneath som'un
Jigga Man what? Sigel Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek uh, Amil-lion right

[Amil]
Yo, A to the M-I, feminist
Holdin the semi, leave niggaz faced with a dilemmi
Am I, gon' run or stay, can I
Get away no you can't can't I surrendi?
And I, lazy bop, Mercedes hot
In my way through the tunnel like Lady Di

[Jay-Z]
Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek what? Amil-lion uhh

Jay Z-You Must Love Me Lyrics

You Must Love Me Lyrics - Jay-z

[Kelly Price (Jay-Z)]
Talking: Throughout my life (uh huh uh huh uh)
No matter what I've done.(Right)
You've been merciful and your love endureth (yeah)
Through all things (ye yeah) For that
I am eternally grateful.

[Verse 1]
Since my date of birth
Bought you nothing but hurt
Play those video games
Stole change from ya purse
Sat on the cold court bench
'til I was arraigned in ya skirt
Saw the pain in ya face
Through you maintained a smirk
All you did was motivate me
Don't let 'em hold you back
What I do I turned around
And I sold you crack
I was a bastard for that
Still I'm drowning in shame
Just remember one thing now
You're not to blame
You was newly seperated
Tryin' to escape ya world
And through my thirst
I didn't help you
I just made things worse
I hated me and everybody
That created crack
Had me thinkin'
The newest kicks and the latest gat
Still haven't apologized
So please play this back
While I try to come to terms
With such a heinous act
You know in more than one way
Cocaine numbs the brain
All I did was think about
How the funds once came
Then I ran across this memory
And it stung the brain
How can you ever destroy the beauty
From which one came
That's a savage you're the reason
Why me and these beats make a marriage
Why I rhyme above average and
I ain't shit
Glad you got yourself together
No thanks to me
Strong and beautiful the way thangs should be
You must love me

[Chorus (K. Price) (You must love me repeats in background)]
Say that you love me
All I know say that you must love me.
Ohh yeah

[Verse 2]
We used to fight every night
But I never would suffer
Just smile my big brother's
Tryna make me tougher
As we grew fussing and fighting continued
As I plundered through ya stuff
And snuck ya clothes to school
Got intense real intense
As we got older
Never believed it would lead
To be popped in one in ya shoulda
Where my rings? Knew you had it
'cause you took too long
As Mickey, Andy, and the girl that bought it looked on
Huffin' and puffin' gun in my hand
Told you step outside
Hoping you said no but you hurt my pride
Made our way down the steps
Maybe you thought it was just a threat
Or maybe ya life was just that crazy
And you was beggin' for death
Try to justify this in my young mind
But ya drillin' it
And my ego hurt combined
Drove me berzerk
Saw the devil in your eyes
High off more than weed
Confused I just closed
My young eyes and squeezed
What a sound
Opened my eyes just in time
To see ya stumbling to the ground
Damn what the fuck I done now
Runnin' around in a circle
Thinking I'm assed out
Hot gun burnin' my waist
Ran straight to Jazz' house
Like a stranger damn I just shot my nigga
And ran off into the night as if it was not my nigga
Left the scene how could I go out that way
Still you asked to see me in the hospital ya next day
You must love me.

[Chorus (You must love me repeats in background)]
What after all the wrong I've done
I know you must

[Verse 3 (Starts over last line of chorus)]
Everything in my power and within my frame
To protect you from this life and
Keep you away from the game
But you was one of the few people
That I can trust
And the fact of the matter I slang
These pies for us
You put the pressure on me dearly
Rarely would you let it go
Was a thousand and one times
I had to tell you no
When it was one of those days
When nobody was around
And I needed emergency trip
Out of town
Searched my mental rolodex
For all the numbers I know
As you stared in my face
Asking me could you go
I'm agreed said sender
Everything'll go smooth
Just tell her what to do
And everything'll go through
Strapped her body with them thangs
As you boarded the plane
Couldn't explain these strange feelings
That I caught and the pain
I'm thinkin' why would I send you
When I knew it ain't right
I'm thinkin' what would
Make you sacrifice ya life
You must love me

[Chorus (You must love me repeats in background)]
After everything that I've done wrong
I know inside you must love me
I know that you love me
You showed me I know it
I know
Say that you love me
Say that you love me
I know you must love me
Oh yes you do
Inside I know it
You've always shown it
You love me yea yeah
Oh yeah
I know that you love me

Jay Z-You Me Him Her (live From Madison Square Garden) Lyrics

You Me Him Her (live From Madison Square Garden) Lyrics - Jay-Z

(feat. Amil, Beanie Sigel, Memphis Bleek)

[Jay-Z]
Told y'all... Dynasty... Roc-A-Fella Records, you heard me?
Unstoppable, niggaz! Uhh
Memph Bleek.. Amil-lion.. Sigel Sigel ya heard?
It's a Dynasty! Who do you believe?

Jigga Man, mo' better, mo' cheddar
Foes knock the man off your Polo sweater
Roll with the R-O-C, A-Fella
Remember me? The teachers used to fail us
Now it's mo' scrilla, hoe killers
Fo'-wheelers, we - gorillas
Oh please feel us - we heat holders
Fightin? Listen boy, Roy Jones couldn't still us
The plot thickens, the block clickin
We got the game tied up, stop trippin
Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek what? Amil-lion, uhh
Cat be him, El Cap-i-tan
The fire I spit burn down Happyland
Social Club, we unapproachable thugs
Non-social, gone postal
Great aim, harm the arm close to your toast
like a Don's supposed to, Shawn
I thought I told you, these ain't just vocals
Don't make me take it to the old school
I put holes through your hoes too
through your clothes to the foes to the nigga close to you
Fuck it; Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y'all
Amil-lion what? Memph Bleek..

[Memphis Bleek]
Y'all dudes don't - get it, come widdit
Fifth loaded with slugs that'll rest in your fitted
It's M dot E-M, the Roc be them
Got the mamis sayin look, who can stop be them?
You wan' press your dumb luck, get blam blam-ed up
I crush your larynx, you talk 'bout us nigga
No obituary, I get it critical
You know Memph'll hit the pall bearer liftin you
When I cock the plastic, make 'em drop the casket
When it's hot, I'm blastin, it's the Roc, you bastards
Jigga Man what? Amil-lion yeah
Memph Bleek huh? Sigel Sigel c'mon
Spit acid, c'mon
Witcha bullshit smash hit, get your bullshit smashed in
Niggaz wanna front and get jumped
Bet the ruger give your right side a nice-sized lump
Nigga, we are, the supreme squad
You can dream hard but reality is
we push the dream cars, fuck the queen broads
puff the green raw, we as real as it get
We the R-O-C dot A dot Fellas
Bitches don't talk to us, the hoes they e-mail us
Nigga, Jigga Man what? Memph Bleek huh?
Amil-lion yeah, Sigel Sigel rap

[Beanie Sigel]
R (dot) O (dot) C (dot) stop
From tower to mind pop, I move out stop
Shower your mind block, move out with glocks
Raw to the cook, look, move out them blocks
Take it to the bucks who be grindin it up
Usually take it to the dubs so they diamond it up
Competition, linin 'em up
Forty-five ACP, let me squeeze lime 'em up
You want, drama what? Well silence it up
Since a young buck, violent as fuck
Wettin me dog, the high will do it; I used to wild off embalmin fluid
I send niggaz to the trauma unit
Forty-five or the nine'll do it
I fuck around and have your moms go through it - I'm a beast!
Shit, niggaz always wanna ye shit, then they wanna cease shit
when they motherfuckin peeps hit
But I don't cease nuttin, I decease som'un
I fuck around and have you sleepin underneath som'un
Jigga Man what? Sigel Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek uh, Amil-lion right

[Amil]
Yo, A to the M-I, feminist
Holdin the semi, leave niggaz faced with a dilemmi
Am I, gon' run or stay, can I
get away no you can't can't I surrendi?
And I, lazy bop, Mercedes hot
In my way through the tunnel like Lady Di

[Jay-Z]
Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek what? Amil-lion uhh

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