IntroHand It Down — текст песни (Jay-Z)





featuring Memphis Bleek
Sorry boys..
but all the money in the world couldn`t bring me back again
Lay down, lay down
Gonna stretch my mic out in Ponce Funeral Home on Marcy
All those new niggaz stop there
but a lot later than a whole gang of people thought
The last of the real hustlers, well
maybe not the last
Bleek`s gonna be a good rapper
New, IMPROVED Jay-Z
I quit
I`m retirin
Ain`t enough money in THIS game, to keep me around
Sorry Big, I tried
Honest
Can`t go with me on this ride though
I`m callin the shots
The bar`s closing
Where we going to for breakfast?
Roc-a-Fella y`all
OKAY, I`M RELOADED!
Bringin the drama Tryin to come up in the game
Marcy
Had a couple of dollar signs to my name
Roc-a-Fella y`all
One of the best!
Waitin for my day to come
Just give me the word
[Memphis Bleek]
Nah this ain`t Jigga it`s your lil nigga Bleek
Reportin to these motherfuckers live from the street
Game I peeped those, my mind so advanced
At nine I used to geese hoes for Easter clothes
Peep the steez, I represent for all those
with 28 grams, on a come-up tryin to creep the keys
Large niggaz told me park the car, keep the keys
Find a hoodrat and creep to Mickey D`s
First gun two bullets, niggaz know I do pull it
Niggaz tryin to kill me dog, who wouldn`t?
Screw Gooden, I pitch in the PJ`s
Lit off the EJ, I split Dutchies with my ring finger
You find a bitch that don`t be cream, bring her
Last seen with Bing, he got dropped between us
Shit is constant, that`s why I pack the
Johnson and Johnson for the nonsense who wants it?
I go to sleep with a picture of a Porsche on my wall
Man I`m tryin to come up on y`all
Get one up on y`all, that`s why I hustle in these streets
from sundown to sunup on y`all
Mama said keep bullshittin they`ll kill you dead
One week of this hustlin brought a living room set
Went to ? D`s, niggaz mad, veins out
Copped the Jordan`s, two weeks before they came out
Flashy, fly little nigga
Nosy bitch from the third floor like Why little nigga?
Bitch please, twist the trees
Took a long pull, like bitch to breathe
That`s my answer, life`s like cancer
And I`m serious
Waitin for my day to come
Just give me the word



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