Intro - hand it downJay-z |
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| Sorry boys.. but all the money in the world couldnīt bring me back again Lay down, lay down Gonna stretch my mic out in Ponce Funeral Home on Marcy All those new niggaz stop there but a lot later than a whole gang of people thought The last of the real hustlers, well maybe not the last Bleekīs gonna be a good rapper New, IMPROVED Jay-Z I quit Iīm retirin Ainīt enough money in THIS game, to keep me around Sorry Big, I tried Honest Canīt go with me on this ride though Iīm callin the shots The barīs closing Where we going to for breakfast? Roc-a-Fella yīall OKAY, IīM RELOADED! "Bringin the drama" "Tryin to come up in the game" "Marcy" "Had a couple of dollar signs to my name" "Roc-a-Fella yīall" "One of the best!" "Waitin for my day to come" "Just give me the word" [Memphis Bleek] Nah this ainīt Jigga itīs your lil nigga Bleek Reportin to these motherfuckers live from the street Game I peeped those, my mind so advanced At nine I used to geese hoes for Easter clothes Peep the steez, I represent for all those with 28 grams, on a come-up tryin to creep the keys Large niggaz told me park the car, keep the keys Find a hoodrat and creep to Mickey Dīs First gun two bullets, niggaz know I do pull it Niggaz tryin to kill me dog, who wouldnīt? Screw Gooden, I pitch in the PJīs Lit off the EJ, I split Dutchies with my ring finger You find a bitch that donīt be cream, bring her Last seen with Bing, he got dropped between us Shit is constant, thatīs why I pack the Johnson and Johnson for the nonsense who wants it? I go to sleep with a picture of a Porsche on my wall Man Iīm tryin to come up on yīall Get one up on yīall, thatīs why I hustle in these streets from sundown to sunup on yīall Mama said keep bullshittin theyīll kill you dead One week of this hustlin brought a living room set Went to ? Dīs, niggaz mad, veins out Copped the Jordanīs, two weeks before they came out Flashy, fly little nigga Nosy bitch from the third floor like "Why little nigga?" Bitch please, twist the trees Took a long pull, like bitch to breathe Thatīs my answer, lifeīs like cancer And Iīm serious "Waitin for my day to come" "Just give me the word" Visitas: 168 |
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