- JAY-Z Reservoir Dogs 歌詞
- JAY-Z
- F**k shit is real right here
Roc a Fella LOX takin the streets over motherf**kers
Dont get it twisted
Yo aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo
Yo shut the f**k up fore I blast and Banned From TV your ass
With no mask look at the camera like what
Yeah I did it like them sick white boys the court committed
To the death of me Im spaz like Im on Ecstasy
Drop 100 bars for real like Im lookin for a deal
If I aint hungry who the f**k is Im worse than them African kids
I aint straight til my numbers match the Motorola bid
And walk the streets up in like I dont f**kin care
If I aint strapped that means I took em off my Nike Airs
Get off mine yall talk shit like little children
When I ride mine like bitched when I walk up in the building
Cause I catch tans in the winter with wild whores
Jet-skiin while you keep warm at corner stores
I make it hot floodin your block the best way
Professionally theyll find poison in your X-Ray
As I get roasted lookin at Biggie posted on my wall
Takin shots of Louie til I fall
Nuttin to lose just load the clip up in the groove
And kick rhymes to the poster til I swear Big move
My team you would think was on Thorazine
How we floss and dont give a f**k what its cost-ing
Yo yo pressure bust pipes its time to apply it now
Pick out a quiet town and tie it down
Make niggaz lock it down yall know where to buy it now
Beanie Mac I supply it now
My squad roll deep in foreign cars with two seats
Couple of 5s a 6 a few Jeeps
Bag enough coke to last a few weeks
In case niggaz wanna test vest and a few heats
You really wanna test my name And test my game
Until you have me test my aim
Yall niggaz nuts like testricles
Hit you up in your apartment buildin vestibule
Perhaps its best for you to keep on walkin
Heat from the noggin keep on sparkin
Platinum prezzie Bezzie stay sparklin
Cop off the lot never see me at the auction
Pint of Bacardi darken when its hawkin
Out on the strip until I reach the margin
Not tryin to meet the Seargeant at the precinct
Eatin cheese sandwiches down for the weekend
Locked up with dirty white boys and Ricans
Now if I kill you I probably do ten in the box
Come down on appeal then Im killin your pops
You feelin The LOX nigga why you grillin The LOX
If this rap shit dont work niggaz still in the spot
You bring it to me I gotta lose your family
Gangstas dont die they get chubby and move to Miami
Shit is deep now dog but it gets deeper
F**k it the weathers nice and the price is much cheaper
I put it on tape you gon buy it I put it in a bag
You gon try it yall niggaz cant deny it
Lot of cats still tryin to study my last bounce
Tell you what get a beat tape and a half ounce
They got me where I cant be without my large gat
Teflon long sleeve and my hardhat
Dont matter if Im openin up or headline
Doin the speed limit orpushin red lines
Six months in the county or fed time
Ima be the Kiss nigga until its bedtime
Anything Im on is a classic any nigga
Ever had beef with son is a bastard
Anytime I spit spit acid L O X
Ruffryder you heard We got the game mastered
I told you the pain was comin
You wouldnt listen
You tried to play me like a joke
Now who got the last laugh
Now take these bullets with you to hell
You motherf**kers is sick dont think Sauce the shit
So many niggaz on my nuts I thought I lost my dick
Picture me fallin off Im camera shy
Hammers fly might miss you but your manll die
Whats the difference Either way Im stunnin your crew
I f**k to win yall niggaz comin to lose
Somethin to prove Spit it we can have a sprayoff
I lay off wet niggaz and kill em on my day off
Aint nuttin for me to bust a trey off
Murder the whole month of April nigga just to take May off
Run with more Germans than Adolf you light crews
Now I concentrate on your camp like Jews
Flow hot like a heatwave bitch
Whips fatter than them shits they beat slaves with
Im a meal stackin nigga who pull quick still packin
For you Phil Jackson niggaz on that Bull
I dont give a F**K who you are so F**K who you are
I dont care about a pretty bitch watch or a car
I dont care about your block and whoever you shot
I dont care about your album and whenever it drop
I dont care about your past if I did I woulda asked
Im too busy lightin dro with a whole lotta hash
Far as this rap shit Im ten steps ahead of niggaz
Shootin backwards just for practice
Ride or die nigga hoppin in your casket
Bout to go to hell with you blow the L with you
Tell the whole world Im spittin let em know the shells hit you
I tell niggaz quick suck dick and get a glock
My name ring bells like Sunday at twelve oclock
Im half past seven bust six then eleven
You know me slide my man my joint say reload me
I ruffryde and pop a fella for Roc-a-Fella
Jay (what the f**k) spendin mozzarella
I know pop you cant stand us cause you cock them hammers
Run in your crib no prisoners pop your grandma
Locked in the slammer Nope popped up in Atlanta
Crossed up in a drop I popped up the antenna
Whoa watch your manners when my veins pop like scanners
Like raindrops you hear the thunder when I cock the cannon
Big thang big chains aint shit changed
Get brained in the four dot six Range
Shit main switch lanes
Every town I hit switch planes bitch flipped big caine
Flow with no cut you take it in vain/vein to the brain
Muhfukas is noddin and throwin up you know that
You dont wanna owe that man
Hell hit you get the picture Kodak man
Gotta love for war I dont floss no more
I just sit on my money til Im above the law
How the f**k you gonna stop us with your measly asses
We dont stop at the tolls we got EZ passes nigga
Multiple cars and divas with D-classes
Iceberg sweat with I B on the elastic
Shit beyotch What the f**k ya heard me
Put some more beat on that joint
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