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Les paroles de Nigga What Nigga Who


Artiste:Jay-Z
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Album:Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life
Titre:Nigga What Nigga Who
 
Date d'ajout:18/10/2007
Votes:Aucun vote     
Vues:54 fois
 
Paroles: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



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 runnin to the 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-lion)



(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 stroll

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 friend that 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 don't relax, stat 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 all over with rigor and vigor

Nobody bigger than me and my

nigga Jigga

You fly-by-nights stop jerkin beef

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

Leave the info, Jaz on the seat, and then

forever touchin my workers beginnin

you're endin

Nigga your style's no style my style's hostile

C'mon, faggot nigga down

to take the gun home

O-R-I-G-I-N-A-T-O-R (can't FUCK with it can ya?!)





Chorus (with variations)



[Amil-lion] * repeat to fade *

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
 
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