- You, Me, Him And Her - Explicit Version 歌詞 JAY-Z
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- JAY-Z
- Told yall... Dynasty... Roc-A-Fella Records, you heard me?
Unstoppable, niggaz! Uhh
Memph Bleek.. Amil-lion.. Sigel Sigel ya heard?
Its a Dynasty! Who do you believe?
Jigga Man, mo better, mo cheddar
Foes knock the man off your Polo sweater
Roll with the R-O-C, A-Fella
Remember me? The teachers used to fail us
Now its mo scrilla, hoe killers
Fo-wheelers, we - gorillas
Oh please feel us - we heat holders
Fightin? Listen boy, Roy Jones couldnt still us
The plot thickens, the block clickin
We got the game tied up, stop trippin
Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel yall
Memph Bleek what? Amil-lion, uhh
Cat be him, El Cap- i-tan
The fire I spit burn down Happyland
Social Club, we unapproachable thugs
Non-social, gone postal
Great aim, harm the arm close to your toast
like a Dons supposed to, Shawn
I thought I told you, these aint just vocals
Dont make me take it to the old school
I put holes through your hoes too
through your clothes to the foes to the nigga close to you
Fuck it; Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel yall
Amil-lion what? Memph Bleek..
[Memphis Bleek]
Yall dudes dont - get it, come widdit
Fifth loaded with slugs thatll rest in your fitted
Its M dot E-M, the Roc be them
Got the mamis sayin look, who can stop be them?
You wan press your dumb luck, get blam blam -ed up
I crush your larynx, you talk bout us nigga
No obituary, I get it critical
You know Memphll hit the pall bearer liftin you
When I cock the plastic, make em drop the casket
When its hot, Im blastin, its the Roc, you bastards
Jigga Man what? Amil-lion yeah
Memph Bleek huh? Sigel Sigel cmon
Spit acid, cmon
Witcha bullshit smash hit, get your bullshit smashed in
Niggaz wanna front and get jumped
Bet the ruger give your right side a nice-sized lump
Nigga, we are, the supreme squad
You can dream hard but reality is
we push the dream cars, fuck the queen broads
puff the green raw, we as real as it get
We the R-O-C dot A dot Fellas
Bitches dont talk to us, the hoes they e-mail us
Nigga, Jigga Man what? Memph Bleek huh?
Amil-lion yeah, Sigel Sigel rap
[Beanie Sigel]
R (dot) O (dot) C (dot) stop
From tower to mind pop, I move out stop
Shower your mind block, move out with glocks
Raw to the cook, look, move out them blocks
Take it to the bucks who be grindin it up
Usually take it to the dubs so they diamond it up
Competition, linin em up
Forty- five ACP, let me squeeze lime em up
You want, drama what? Well silence it up
Since a young buck, violent as fuck
Wettin me dog, the high will do it; I used to wild off embalmin fluid
I send niggaz to the trauma unit
Forty-five or the ninell do it
I fuck around and have your moms go through it - Im a beast!
Shit, niggaz always wanna ye shit, then they wanna cease shit
when they motherfuckin peeps hit
But I dont cease nuttin, I decease somun
I fuck around and haveyou sleepin underneath somun
Jigga Man what? Sigel Sigel yall
Memph Bleek uh, Amil-lion right
[Amil]
Yo, A to the M-I, feminist
Holdin the semi, leave niggaz faced with a dilemmi
Am I, gon run or stay, can I
get away no you cant cant I surrendi?
And I, lazy bop, Mercedes hot
In my way through the tunnel like Lady Di
[Jay-Z]
Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel yall
Memph Bleek what? Amil-lion uhh
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