[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
[Amil]
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)
(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
