- JAY-Z Hola' Hovito 歌詞
- JAY-Z
- [Jay-Z]
(J) uhh (A) uh-uh (Y) uh uh-uh
Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
Ah ch-ch ah , ch-ah, ah uh-uh
Its that hop Im talkin bout right here Timbo!
I cant be stopped when it hop like this family, uhh!
(Uno, dos, tres, cuatro! )
They say hola hovito
Thats what they sayin when I roll up with my people
My music bangin like - them vatos locos got rap in a chokehold
And I wont surrender it with, beats by Timbaland
Calle-te la boca, my baby
All I wanna, do is, stroke ya all crazy
My, dick game is vicious, insane at bitches
Mami keep comin back cause mami came vicious
Catch Hov in the drop, nasty thang lane switchin
Once you turn your neck for a sec your dames missin
Bujando, bujando, the cops is comin
Got that rap patrol behind yo, get to runnin
Im unstoppable Hov, untoppable flows
Im the compadre, the Sinatra of my day
Ol Blue Eyes my nigga, I did it my way
If yall not rollin with Hov then hit the highway
[Chorus] *
(Hola hovito!) Yeah, yeah (Hola hovito!)
Yeah thats what they sayin when that music get to bangin
Put it down for my PEO-PLE!
(Hola hovito! Hola hovito!)
Yeah thats what they sayin when that music get to bangin
Put it down for my PEO-PLE!
* an extra 'yeah' before the 5th line first time, 2nd line second,
and the 5th line the third time
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah naw I dont fuck around, stay on my J.O.
Hov been about that dough since Iwas a day old
Oh, push perrico if I need to for the rule of evil
Was born in the belly thats the way the streets breed you
One life to live - notice you get no sequel
So I truly got to live this like my last movie
Six oohie, jewels drippin, big toolie
I ball for real, yall niggaz is Sam Bowie
And with the third pick - I made the earth sick
M.J., hem Jay, fade away perfect
I rhyme sicker than every rhyme spitter
Every crime nigga that rhyme or touch a mic because my minds quicker
Im a eighty-eighter, nine-six to 'Reasonable Doubt'
Temper short, dont take much to squeeze you out
Yeah you shinin but the only thing youre leavin out
Youre a candle in the sun - that shit dont even out
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
Hold up; naw muhfuckers - yall muhfuckers
better run to the post office and get a job muhfuckers
or starve muhfuckers, cause Jays been the only one
eatin thus far sub-par muhfuckers
Naw even though yall hate I love yall muhfuckers
'Friend or Foe,' yall all my muhfuckers
If you havent heard, Im Michael Magic and Bird
all rolled in one - cause none got more flows than Young
Plus got more flows to come
And if I aint better than Big, Im the closest one
So move over - hoes, choose Hova
My food for though so hot it give you dudes ulcers
Rovers, roasters, poseurs
gettin it in with me, livin like they supposed tah
Watches, chain, front row at the game
Sold out arena, all screamin my name, cmon
[Chorus]
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