Uh-huh, uh-huh, Gigi, Gigi, Rockefeller, yo Uh-huh, uh-huh, Jigga, Demolanshi, 9H, Biach Say what, say what, uh-huh, uh-huh, follow me, Biach N***a what? N***a who? Can't fuck with me N***a what? N***a who? Don't spit your flow, get your dough Can't fuck with this Rocco shit, though Spit your flow, get your dough Can't fuck with this Rocco shit, though Motherfuckers wanna act loco? Hit it with numerous shots with the 4-4 Faggots wanna do the po-po, smoke em like cocoa Fuck rap, coke by the boatload Fuck that, on the run by, gun high, one eye closed Left hoes, ooh, some got clothes Stop your bullshit, Glock with the full clip Motherfuckers better duck when the bull spit One shot can make a n***a do a full flip See the n***a lay a shock on the forehead I hate my high, you know n****s wanna buy you But see me, I wanna fuck for free Like I got nothing to drive, make you feel it inside your belly If it's tight, get the KYJ All night, get you wide, I'm inside your telly Side to side, till you say Jay-Z, you're too much for me N***a think you can fuck with me Recognize, girl, Jay to the Z N***a think you can fuck with me Recognize, girl, Jay to the Z N***a think you can fuck with me Recognize, girl, Jay to the Z N***a think you can fuck with me Recognize, bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin' Got a condo and nothin' but condoms in it The same place where the rhymes was invented So all I do is rap and sex Imagine how I stroll See how it's flowin' on my last cassette Rappin' quiet like I'm blastin' the tech Never jam, though, never get high Never run out of ammo N****s hatin' this shit cause I shaved your bitch You know you're favorite, I know what made you sick And now you actin' raw, but you never had war Don't know how to carry your hoes when I'm out of your hood Now she's mad at me cause your majesty Just happened to be a pen with a tragedy She want us to end cause I fucked a friend She gave me one more chance and I fucked her again I seen the tears that she busted in, that's the shit There's a draft, shut the door, bitch, and come on in N***a think you can fuck with me Recognize, bitch, Jay to the Z N***a think you can fuck with me Recognize, girl, Jay to the Z N***a think you can fuck with me Recognize, bitch, Jay to the Z N***a think you can fuck with me Recognize, bitch Got a vendetta even though I've been better Left him in the cold with a thin sweater Rap n****s do Prozac at the Bozac N***a threw two at me, I threw four back Hold that, let the dough stack Wait before bitch had to go act They ain't had their legs black Motherfuckers wanna test that, stress that And right where you're stressed at, where you rest at I suggest that, n****s invest in the best When I come through with the glide jet black You n****s step back, I'm the best at You know I ain't no apprentice to this Me and my n****s, we invented this shit I came into the business with this The originator, none greater Jazzo, finish this shit Better learn, Jazzo, relax that Ever heard of me? Worldwide originator, say word to me The population holler, certainly I burn a n***a like a third degree See me shine so bright, n***a, I'm my life Running, ruling with rigor and vigor Nobody bigger than me Up my n***a, jigga, you fly by Nightstop, Cherokee Heavy weights, light work to me All the time, n****s, motherfucka Ain't nobody hurting me What? Cut a patient like surgery Motherfuck out of BFs Fuckin' BFs on the road When you had to be in bed in the PM Leave the info, Jazzo, the CNN Forever touching, my work is beginning You're in it, n***a, your style's no style My style's high style, come on Back a n***a down and take the gun home The originator N***a think you can pump with me Recognize, bitch, pay to the C N***a think you can pump with me Recognize, bitch, pay to the C N***a think you can pump with me Recognize, bitch, pay to the C N***a think you can pump with me Recognize, bitch, pay to the C Never fuck with me Recognize me N***a think you can pump with me Recognize me In your flow, with your donut Pumping, Chuckただ Chico Hey, come on, where you got these from? Like, I'm felling shit Jazz Goat, Chicka, Million Don't spit your flow, with your dough Can't fuck with this fucker though Don't spit your flow, with your dough Can't fuck with this fucker though Chee-chee Don't spit your flow, with your dough Can't fuck with this fucker though Don't spit your flow, with your dough Can't fuck with this fucker though