| Letras de Canciones de Jay-Z | | |
| Artista: Jay-Z |
| Album: Reasonable Doubt |
| Canción: Coming of age |
| | [Jay-Z]
Yeah...
Come experience... life as we know it
As some of you should know it, yeah, yeah
Place, Marcy, Brooklyn
Actions... well, y´all know the actions
Uhh, I got this shorty on my block always clockin my rocks
He likes the style and profile I think he wanna mock
He likes the way I walk, he sees my money talkin
to honies hawkin I´m the hottest nigga in New York and
I see his hunger pains, I know his blood boils
He wanna, run with me, I know this kid´ll be loyal
I watched him make a few ends, to cop his little sneakers and gear
then it´s just enough for re-up again
I see myself in his eyes, I moved from Levi´s
to Guess to Versace, now it´s diamonds like Liberace
That´s just the natural cycle, nobody wanna be like Michael
where I´m from, just them niggaz who banned from a gun
We out here trying to make hard white into cohhhhld green
I can help shorty blow out like Afro-Sheen
Plus I can relive my days of youth which is gone
That little nigga´s peeps, it´s time to put him on
[Chorus: Jay-Z and Memphis Bleek]
It´s time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)
Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)
It´s time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot)
Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)
[Memphis Bleek]
I´m out here slingin bringin the drama, tryin to come up
in the game and add a couple of dollar signs to my name
I´m out here servin disturbin the peace, life could be better
like my man reclined in plush leather seats
He´s sellin weight, I´m sellin eight... balls
sixteen tryin to graduate to pushin quarters y´all
I ain´t gon´ sweat him I´ma let him come to me
If he give me the nod then these niggaz gon´ see
I´m tired of bein out here round the clock
and breakin day, and chasin crackers up the block for my pay
I´m stayin fresh, so chickens check
I´m tryin to step up to the next level, pushin Vettes to the Jets
Diamonds reflect from the sun, directly in your equilibirum
and stunned I´m waitin for my day to come
I got the urge, to splurge, I don´t wanna lifetime sentence
just give me the word
[Chorus]
[JZ] Hey fella I been watchin you clockin
[MB] Who me holdin down this block it ain´t nothin
You the man nigga now stop frontin
[JZ] Hahahh I like your style
[MB] Nah, I like YO´ style
[JZ] Let´s drive around awhile
[MB] Cool nigga
[JZ] Here´s a thou´
[MB] A G? I ride witchu for free
I want the longterm riches and bitches
[JZ] Have it all; now listen to me
You let them other niggaz get the name, skip the fame
Ten thou´ or a hundred G keep yo´ shit the same
[MB] On the low?
[JZ] Yeah, the only way to blow
You let your shit bubble quietly
[MB] AND THEN YOU BLOW!
[JZ] Hey keep your cool
The only way to peep a fool is let him show his hand
Then you play your cards
[MB] Then he through dealin I understand
[JZ] Don´t blow your dough on hotties
[MB] The only thing I got in this world is my word and my nuts
and won´t break em for nobody!
[JZ] Hah, I like resume, pick a day, you can start
[MB] From now until death do us part...
[Chorus 2X] |
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