| Letras de Canciones de Jay-Z | | |
| Artista: Jay-Z |
| Album: Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life |
| Canción: Nigga what, nigga who (originator ´99) |
| | [Jay-Z]
Uh-huh uh-huh, gi-gi gi-geyeah
Roc-a-Fella y´all, uh-huh uh-huh, Jigga
Timbaland shit, nine-eight BEYOTCH
Say what, say what? Uh-huh uh-huh, follow me beotch
Nigga what, nigga who?
Nigga what, nigga who?
Switcha flow, getcha dough
Can´t fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe
Switcha flow, getcha dough
Can´t fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe
[Jay-Z] [first four lines overlap the section above]
Can´t fuck with me
They ain´t ready yet
Uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
Motherfuckers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous
shots with the fo´-fo´
Faggots wanna talk to Po-Po´s, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full clip
Motherfuckers better duck when the fool spit
One shot could make a nigga do a full flip
See the nigga layin shocked when the bullet hit
Oh hey ma, how you, know niggaz wanna buy you
But see me I wanna _Fuck for Free_ like Akinyele
Now I gotta let her take this ride, make you feel it
inside your belly, if it´s tight get the K-Y Jelly
All night get you wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you´re too much for me
[Chorus: Jay-Z (with Amil-lion)]
(Nigga what?)
Make you think you can fuck with me
(Nigga who?)
Recognize girl, Jay to the Z
[*repeat 3X*]
(Nigga what?)
Make you think you can fuck with me
(Nigga who?)
Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin Z
[Jay-Z]
Got a condo with nuttin but condoms in it
The same place where the rhymes is invented
So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke
See how I was flowin on my last cassette?
Rapid-fire like I´m blastin a Tec, never jam though
Never get high, never run out of ammo
Niggaz hatin n shit cause I slayed your bitch
You know your favorite, I know it made you sick
And now you´re, actin raw but you never had war
Don´t know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe
Now she´s mad at me, causer Your Majesty, just happened to be
A pimp with a tragedy
She wanted, us to end, cause I fucked with friends
She gave me one more chance and I fucked her again
I seen her tears as she busted in, I said, "Shit..
there´s a draft, shut the door bitch and come on in!"
[Chorus (with variation in last line)]
[Jay-Z]
Gotta vendetta even though I been better
Left him in the cold with a thin sweater
Rap niggaz on Prozac get the bozack, niggaz threw
two at me I threw fo´ back, hold that
Let the dough stack, way before Big had the gold Ac´
Dame had the Lex black
Motherfuckers wanna test that, stress that
And right where you´re stressed, where you rest at
I suggest that, niggaz invest, in a vest, when I come through
with the glock jet black, you niggaz step back
I´m the best at, you know I ain´t no apprentice to this
Me and my niggaz we invented the shit
I came into the business with this, The Originator, non greater
Jaz-O finish this shit
[Big Jaz]
Better learn, Jaz´ll relax that, ever heard of me?
Worldwide Originator, say word to me
The population holla certainly, I burn a nigga
like a third degree, see me shine so bright
Nigga I´m my light, runnin rulin with rigor and vigor
Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga
You fly-by-nights stop chirpin B
Heavyweights type work to me
For the time, in this motherfucker ain´t nobody hurtin me
What? Cut your face in like surgery
Who the fuck got a VS, fuckin BM´s on the road
when you had to be in bed at the PM
Need the info, Jaz on the C-N-N
forever touchin my workers beginnin you´re endin
Nigga your style´s no style my style´s hostile
C´mon, faggot nigga down to take the gun home
O-R-I-G-I-N-A-T-O-R (can´t FUCK with it can ya?!)
[Chorus (with variations)]
[Amil-lion] [*repeat to fade*]
Switcha flow, getcha dough
Can´t fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe
Switcha flow, getcha dough
Can´t fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe |
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