never blew it hurt my lung I only look nice See the wall black and I dress all white Yeaaa [Jay Rock:] Mama says she love it when I'm color coordinated
left hook I don't swing golf clubs but I sell like Golf Brooks I'm hot man I rocky rock man If it ain't the G Unit its the S Dot man [Verse 2: Jay-Z
lock me away Give me a odd job in the pen for minimum pay Let me out so I can drive down criminal way Pushing the rock, nah this ain't no subliminal Jay
in the Chevy With no stash spot, when you in Compton ask coppers If that Aston Martin's the same color as grass hoppers I'm runnin the rock, not J, Dame
Even Aborigines, in Australia bump me They say underground fans are all the color of talcum But who the fuck you think buy 50 and Jay albums? Who the
on the way, The Eight Wonder on the way, Clear the way, I'm here to stay, Y'all can save the chitter chat, this and that, this and Jay, Dissin' Jay '
And that day I came and I tracked the beat and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said, "oh you a real soulful dude" [Jay-Z: "you a real soulful dude"]. And he
she just wanna swallow ship I'm living the future so the presence is my past My presence is a present kiss my ass [Chorus: Kanye West] [Jay-Z:] Sasquatch
Jay's Stepped on my Jays He just stepped on my Jay's These just came out He just stepped on my Jay's [JD:] I got em all (got em all) But they don't get
down at the bottom, 30 mo at the top All invisible set in little ice cube blocks If I could call it a drink, call it a smile on da rocks If I could call
more in my headphones loud-a. Uh. Sweetheart, shake yo' ass cheeks. Bust it. Mmm-hmmm. Mmm-hmmm." We gon' knock it down and put this rock solid Amplified
uh huh [Jay-Z] Check, Ghetto pro' federal Jay-Z shake the dice, let 'em go Bet a load I tear down every show Better know cheddar crowed like the front babe row Says R., Jay
I wrote, nigga! 5 ounces, take a toke Of this Maybach music, the realest shit I wrote BOSS! [Jay-Z:] YOUNG! Fuck it then! [Jay-Z:] Black Maybach, white
