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Артист: Jay-ZНазвание : 22 Two`sДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap hip hop east coast rap jay-z Видео:
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Yo whassup everybody this is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday`s We here tonight to have a good time ("Yo! Start the show! Start the show!") Wait a minute; I see my man over there Jay-Z Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that lil` tape of yours, and it`s fat Why don`t you come up here and kick a lil` freestyle Put that champagne down, and kick a lil` freestyle for me tonight [Jay-Z] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Can I kick it? (Yes you can!) *repeat 3X* Y`all motherfuckers musta hear that Tribe Called Quest, let`s do it again Can I kick it? (Yes you can!) *repeat 3X* Well I`m gone... check this out Too much West coast dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a mission Doin your best Jay-Z rendition Too many rough motherfuckers, I got my suspicions that you`re just a fish in a pool of sharks nigga, listen Too many bitches wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe I`ma call you a hoe, too many bitches are shady Too many ladies give these niggaz too many chances Too many brothers wannabe lovers don`t know what romance is Too many bitches stuck up from too many sexual advances No question; Jay-Z got too many answers I been around this block, too many times Rocked, too many rhymes, cocked, too many nines, too To all my brothers it ain`t too late to come together Cause too much black and too much love, equal forever I don`t follow any guidelines cause too many niggaz ride mine so I change styles every two rhymes, hah, what the fuck That`s 22 too`s for y`all motherfuckers out there, yaknahmean? Shall I continue? Check it out, what? Can I kick it? (Yes you can!) *repeat 3X* Well I`m gone... yo, yo, yo Copped to reach my quota, push rock, roll up smooth like on ya Whole groove like hold-up, swoll up Too many faggot niggaz, clockin my spendin Exercisin you`re, gay like minds like Richard Simmons If you could catch Jay right, on the late night without the eight right, maybe you could test my weight, right I dip, speak quicker than you ever seen adminster pain, next the minister`s screamin your name At your wake as I peak in, look in your casket feelin sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin" You never ready, forever petty minds stay petty Mines thinkin longevity until I`m seventy Livin heavenly, fuck, felony after felony, what? Nigga ya broke, what the fuck you gon` tell me? ("Oooooooooooh!") Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you know this is a fat track (aight) Now this is comin on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella records in ninety-six (no doubt no doubt) well, it is definitely the bomb But you know I do wanna say somethin to you, I know you`ve been havin a lot of problems with the law But I know you innocent, and I`m behind you 100% Mad Wednesday`s, Ruby King, DJ Ace, Dang Dash Roc-A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can come back anytime (Hah, thanks a lot) Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute Ace, turn that music down I smell some reefer, now you see? That`s why, our people don`t have anything Because we don`t know how to go in places and act properly ("Hey shut the fuck up!") Wait a minute wait a minute who told me shut the eff up? Who told me to shut the eff up? Get him out of here I`m not gonna continue this show, until you throw him out Get him out right now, then I`ma continue my speech Thank you, he`s out of here now, now like I was sayin We gotta build our own business, we gotta get our own record companies goin like Roc-A-Fella Records... | Похожие исполнители:
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