I need a hoe in my life, duh, blowin' my dice, so we can make our point twice, then skate outta town, I need thatGlowin' my ice, E-class, ladies screamin' Jigga, you know he needs that, flowin' our life, Jesus, they ain't seein' meHoldin' a mic, so in your life, you'll find them C's, so impolite in me, I'm so in the nice, got cats on the corner nightsDon't me and Jigga be flowin' alike, nah, not in your life, ain't nobody poppin' like Mr. Jay-Z*, you crazy, I'm hot like the Six Navy, deep dish with the great C's, I flow greater than your NavigatorI drive through your town, block the data, chances are I'm comin' through with a hot pair of GatorsIn a crew with rocks the size of craters, can't be touched like hot potatoesYou heard? Now we can bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball, play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna flossIt's alright, you heard? It's alright, holla backWe can ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke, kill if you wanna kill, loaf if you wanna loafIt's alright, you heard? It's alright, holla backIn the middle of a war, rockin' the vets, who's the illest shorty alive?I confessI take lies to the chest, and I swear to the heaven's skies, I bless the mics until the day I restTo make you feel what I feel, I'ma try my best, and if you real like I reel, you can provide the restEverything left out, you can blame it on the brain, not the heart, I'm playin' my part, stressed out, just about the best outAny nigga realer than me, is in a mess or with they chest outAny rapper with less clout, sell more records than me, we extort em as soon as they record emBleak, I made this clear, back when the shorty used to braid my hairOn the project stairs, once I *** to a Caesar, Ma, I don't need ya, from the block to the hot two-seaterYeah, now we can bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball, play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna flossIt's alright, you heard? It's alright, holla backWe can ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke, kill if you wanna kill, loaf if you wanna loafIt's alright, you heard? It's alright, check on the jewels, I blew more money than the trailWho else?They don't know you, think they know you too well, you gel, like flubberI hover above the city in the private jet, with the live in setPress your brakes, if that's one to investigateMister, I don't cop nothing, less than eightAnd anything involved with my name, regardless of the fame, it's hardI can't even walk through Harlem again, charging to the game, I'm platinum like American ExpressMy boy died, and all I did was inherit his stress, to make every jam tougherYou ain't my man, * ya, I should just let you live, right?Negative, I swear, it's go or die, I hope it's so provide you with a afterDelight, close your casket tight, taking last two deep breaths, and pass the micTo Jay-Z nigga, that's rightYeah, we can bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball, play if you wanna playFlaws if you wanna fold, it's alright, you heard?It's alright, holla backWe can ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke, kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loafIt's alright, you heard?It's alright, holla backWe can bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball, play if you wanna play it I think it's game in handPlay if you want to play.Blows if you want to blow.It's alright.You heard?It's alright.You can ill if you want to ill.Smoke if you want to smoke.Kill if you want to kill.Blow if you want to blow.It's alright.You heard me?It's alright.And holler back.It's alright.