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
in it, you know i'm rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag you need a fag and tear a near hole in my ass! chorus: [jay-z] young hov got the game
still twitch off Jay Z O's an animals skirts get mirked don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard
nervous system still twitch off Jay Z Ho's in animal skirts get mirked Don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt Don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard
go, let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go In the land before time, a land before altar boys Synagogues and shrines, man was in his prime look how far I go
rose gold soul with a frozen, flow who will rhyme 'til the climate is cold Diamonds in the rose like Pocanos snow I'm like Alpo, AZ, Rich Mixed with Jay-Z
man in the world. [Chorus - Royce] B3 go "Hard hard hard" Nickel Nine go "Hard hard hard" Kid Vishis go "Hard hard hard" Nigga we so "Hard hard hard
close to bein' slavery, in Texas n**** it's scary I reached out to C-Murder, right before I came home And when him home, let me go I make sure that his
'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
gonna do when shit hit the fan? Take it like a man or snitch like a bitch Whatcha gonna do when shit hit the fan? Pray to God, go hard or lay up in the
A Keys and Jay-Z to get this city poppin' now Rob Base, Snoop Dogg to get it rockin' now Big money talking, Mayweather, Pacquiao Gucci soft up 'cause he can't hard
watch the time go right out the window Trying to hold on and didn't even know I wasted it all just to watch you go I kept everything inside And even
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
shit in the house But I make, babies with babies Let the street drive 'em crazy They say "Cam, good you saved me Now I pimp 'em and they pay me" They feelin' it like Jay-Z
No where to go down these dead end roads I tried to flee, just to free my soul It's a sanction, which way to go I don't know(I don't know) I tried the
And the South'll make ya jump One, two, three, we gone You ain't crazy, don't you play me, don't you know it's Jay-Z When Internet ask you who's the
still got love for you, but I just can't fight the pain It's so hard not to hate, but you grow up in a way [Jay-Z] I think you misunderstood me the
all before yeah nigga you drive me crazy i wanna have your baby [Jay-z] yeah bitch, i heard this all before yeah bitch, i heard this all before [Jay-z
