City is Mine 12 — текст песни (Jay-Z)

Jay-Z:
I did it again niggaz
Fucked up, right? ha, I know
I know what y`all niggaz asking yourself
He gonna ever fall off?
No...

...lot of speculation
on the monies I`ve made, honeys I`ve slayed
How is he for real? Is that nigga really paid?
Hustlers I`ve met or, dealt with direct
Is it true he slay the beef and slept with a tech?
What`s the position you hold? Can you really match
a triple platinum artist buck by buck by only a single goin gold?
Roc-A-Fella ship fold, and you`re left out in the cold
Is it back to charging motherfuckers 11 for an O
For the millionth time askin me
Questions like Wendy Williams, harrassin me
then get upset when I catch feelings
Can I get a minute to breathe? And in that minute you leave
While I`m looking at my Rol` ice spinnin on my sleeve
Uggh, nice watch, do you really have a spot?
Like you said in Friend or Foe and if so, what block?
What you doin in L.A., with phillipinos and ese`s
Latinos and Cheve`s, down by Pico withh Frederico
I answer all your questions but then y`all got to go
Now the question I ask you is how bad you want to know? BLAOW!

uh-huh uh uh uh uh-huh uh-huh, How we do? What?
uh-huh uh uh uh uh-huh uh-huh, How we do?

`98 Primo remix and ain`t nothing different
I don`t kow what the hell niggas been snifin`
Jiggas still dippin Chrome on the whips and
4 days out the week find me in the kitchen
Still in the game nigga, hooked like glue
Popie gave me one pie, but it cook like two
I`m a crook like you,
Cats around my way was buyin brand new whips and shit, what could I do?
Know when I`m supposed to style,
I`m the huster`s poster child, Rock lizards and crock-a-dile
Live ironic and what-not
Put all that ice on the face of a watch just to make it hot
Now you see me on them stages
Rocks in the air lookin` like Blue Lasers, Never fool gazers
Act couragous, I smack `em wit da two aces
Mack double one, nigga I`m troublesome
All I got for chicks hard dick and bubble gum
Flip bricks like Fred, Barney Rubble and thum
It`s the Rock-A-Fella click, What`s Fucked up wit` thum?
Not a damn thang nigga, we doin our damn thing.. BLAOW!!!
uh-huh uh uh uh uh-huh uh-huh, How we do? Come on....

Radio Announcer:
Sounds so beautiful, Don`t you agree ladies and gentlemen??
(Music Changes)

Jay-Z:
HA! Well they call me Jay-hovah cause the flow is religious
Ever since I was 16 I been holding digits
I`m seeing this industry clearer
As if I had coke in the trunk and cops in the rear mirror
I slow flows all to death, So ya`ll ho`s know whos best, Jigga!!
The flow be ipendito, for the mama`s I hable espanol nikito
O-et-te I got timing like a subway, now holla back ba-by
Uh-huh-huh Jay-Z, you motha fuckin right
in the darkest nights let off my gun for light
To guide ya`ll through, show you how it`s done
I`m the question and the answer like Iverson
Jets be private ones, no gate to lift
So when I take flight it`s from Hanger 6
Bang wit this, Wake up wit one in your brain
and the cocaine flows straight, numbin your pain
This ain`t your speed young man, run in your lane
So I can come through doin a hundred and change
I put one in your frame picture that, Who`s runnin the game
Let`s get to that I guess we one in the same, A Million and One
Once Again
Novacane flow, ho you ain`t know
Like a balla in an Impalla Jigga remain Low
Then I pop up and tear your block up and kick off like soccer
In a range rove twist ho`s like ankles, Till the next time Poppa
I hit ya`ll with a million more



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