grinding like I went broke Hit the Forbes again but I'm grinding like I went broke Man, man let me holla at the yungsta Let me holla at Ali, Rap-A-Lot
dimples Hit the Forbers, grinding like I went broke Hit the Forbes again but I'm grinding like I went broke Man, man let me holla at the yungsta Let me
Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York Till I lace my and1 show 'em how to run in New York They tryin to take me downtown put me under the
the day *****z hating on me, they don't want Jayceon to play And the DA waiting on Jayceon to make a mistake So they can put me in the squad car and lock me
And I know you put me on my feet and all, but I mean, it's time for me to grow You gotta let me go baby, you gotta let me go I'm done for now, so one
t hurt me 'Cause on the low half of these rappin' ass niggaz wanna work for me Now picture me standin' on somebody block tryin' to rock I drop bombs and niggaz see me
hard, we go hard (repeated in background) Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard (Repeat 6X more)? Jay-Z: Ard?go hard (Jay-Z) Verse 1: This is black hoodie
system sound travel 3 blocks bulletproof doors and all you can eat tops runnin out to me, i only need the funerals i button all you niggas up like Jay-Z
think he sayin "Fuck me" Only he could judge me, care less what they thinkin of me Cause honestly I'd be aight if no one ever love me (love me) I write
everything I got a crazy lady, So money ain't a thing, jay-z, JD, Like Jay-Z lady, it's Beyonceing, Supporting your women goes beyond paying, Watching me
Time to bring 'em back Yeah [JAY-Z] (BIG) It's the Commission, niggaz B-I-G lives on ???, Brooklyn Uh, uh, uh, uh, Let's go! It's fuckin' deadly Lucky
it's like you knew exactly how I wanted you to feel [Hook] [Jay-Z] We are really high, really high tonight Lucky Lefty, kiss the wife tonight for me
m Jackie Robinson Except when I run base, I dodge the pen Lucky me, lucky we, they didn't get me Now when I bring the Nets I'm the Black Branch Ricky
't ugly But the thoughts that I drop is heavy, try to budge me Momma loved me, Pop left me Still the homies call me lucky lefty Im flashy and deadly
York Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York Till I lace my and1 show 'em how to run in New York They tryin to take me downtown put me under