The Tunnel

[Jay-Z]<br>This one for the future<br>Everybody wanna be a Roc-a-fella gangsta<br>Hard for the street, sicka for the club<br>Sometimes for the ladies, but this one for my thugs<br><br>Hey yo, niggas wanna drive by the hood and dump<br>Come on stupid, I clap up from your hood to the trunk<br>Foot on the floor, back on the wall, good with the pump<br>Blast through your stomach, stupid, you can look through your lunch<br>Is this what you want? Niggas that`s clappin that priest<br>Runnin the streets, lawless, blastin police<br>Stickin Furby`s out the window, snatchin your niece<br>And nah, we don`t just rap we clap you past the seats<br>Me with the twin eagle, B. Sigel and Bleek<br>And I got the whole city ready to throw toast wit` me<br>I`m loved, niggas wanna throw slugs with Jigga<br>All they, need is a reason to show love for Jigga<br>Niggas wanna go back to back, till both of our gats clack<br>Till we reload in three seconds flat, I`m back<br>Niggas ain`t met ya hat till we entered through ya shoulder<br>And we exit out ya back, gangsta nigga<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Jay-Z: I flow hard for the street, sicka for the club<br> Sometimes for the ladies, but this one for my thugs<br>Bleek: To my thug niggas, slug niggas, tear the club niggas<br> My "I don`t give a fuck niggas."<br>Both: It`s all love niggas<br><br>[Memhpis Bleek]<br>Cock and shoot it, smoke, whole city polluted<br>When I talk the whole block muted<br>Like E.F. Hutton style<br>Bleek not frontin now<br>We suit up for war with no button down<br>We clip up and zip up, hit your wip up<br>Put 4 in your cage, the other 4 in your face<br>And you don`t want that<br>I catch a nigga, who ain`t pump at<br>Send `em to one of my custy`s and bring a lung back<br>Me, Bean, Jay, shit you can`t front that<br>Weed, coke, dope, Bleek nigga pump that<br>Stay in the game for my beef, I tote up <br>Sit blow in the seat, my weed I roll up<br>Smoke one to the head, come between my stomach and leg<br>Yeah I`m the thuggin the street <br>You don`t want nothing with Bleek<br>Its Roc-A, Fella for life, you know that shit<br>Get your guns, get your ones, nigga throw that shit<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Jay-Z: I flow hard for the street, sicka for the club<br> Sometimes for the ladies, but this one for my thugs<br>Bleek: Where my thug niggas, slug niggas, tear the club niggas<br> My "I don`t give a fuck niggas."<br>Both: It`s all love niggas<br><br>[Amil]<br>This goes out to my give head bitches, my suck pussy niggas<br>Supply cookie niggas<br>Yo I live for the sheets, I die for the sheets<br>And I got spit for beets, like I ride for my peeps<br>Yo I love this glamour shit, but bitch I been gutter<br>Before can I get it and double excel covers<br>I thought I heard somebody say they want some hardcore<br>I like everything from my dick to my bras raw<br>Now, is my street niggas no into this<br>Now, is my street bitches not into this<br>Wild loud like my thugs do up in the tunnel<br>You know the rock ??? itchy finger the tussle<br>This territory locked, no more room in this hustle<br>Check the sound scan we getting platinum plaques and bundles<br>Verses I lye them down, they never die down<br>If the crowd rile down then fire another round<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Jay-Z: I flow hard for the street, sicka for the club<br> Sometimes for the ladies, but this one for my thugs<br>Bleek: To my thug niggas, slug niggas, tear the club niggas<br> My "I don`t give a fuck niggas."<br>Both: It`s all love niggas<br><br>[Beanie Sigel<br>I squeeze guns that`ll go through your jeep<br>You know I`m controllin the street<br>Beanie Sigel, Hove, and Bleek<br>I keep rope and a baby mack<br>Don`t get your ladies snatched<br>Comin out that baby gat<br>Fuckin with a crazy cat<br>I know you wanna lay me flat<br>Shit, plenty niggas wanna pay me back<br>Win on stick-ups turn thou` avalanche pick-ups<br>For the soft and the cooked up they lost when they looked up<br>Why you think I roll with the Roc?