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жанры: hip-hop, rap
альбомы: Reasonable Doubt, Original Album Classics, Chapter One, Bring It On: The Best Of, Greatest Hits
Ain't No Nigga
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Jay-Z
жанры: hip-hop, rap
альбомы: Reasonable Doubt, Original Album Classics, Chapter One, Bring It On: The Best Of, Greatest Hits
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Foxy Brown What? Jay-Z, whatI keep it fresher than the next bitch No need for you to ever sweat the next bitch With speed, I make the best bitch see the exit, indeed You gotta know you're thoroughly respected by meYou get the keys to the Lexus with no driver You gotcha own '96 suh-in, the ride And keep your ass tighter than Versace, that's why You gotta watch your friends you got to watch me, they connivin' shitThe first chance to crack the bank They try me, all they get is 50 cent francs And papayas, from the village to the tele Time to kill it on your belly, no question I got more black chicks between my sheets than EssenceThey say sex is a weapon, so when I shoot Meet your death in less than eight seconds Still poundin' in my after life laughin', my shit is tight Who you askin', right?Ain't no nigga like the one I got (No one can fuck you betta) Sleeps around but he gives me a lot (Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone (Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha) Tell the freaks to find a man o' they own Man o' they own, man o' they own (Yea, yea)Fresh to Def in Moschino, coach bag Lookin' half black and Filipino, fakin' no jacks Got you a beeper to feel important Surroudin' your feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles JordanI keep ya dove but love You know these ho's be makin' me weak Y'all knows how it goes B and so I creepI've been sinnin' since you been playin' wit Barbie and Ken 'n' You can't change a player's game in the ninth innin' The chrome rim spinnin' keeps 'em grinnin' So I run way the fuck up in 'em and wrinkle the face like linenI play hard-eh till they say God He's keepin' it real, jigga, stay hard Lawd, don't even trip I never slip, nigga, get a gripWhat you don't see is whatcha get Weapons concealed, what the fuck y'all feel? When you niggas play sick we can all get ill (What the deal?)Ain't no nigga like the one I got (No one can fuck you betta) Sleeps around but he gives me a lot (Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone (Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha) Tell the freaks to find a man o' they own Man o' they own, man o' they ownYo, ain't no stoppin' this, no lie Promise to stay monogamous, I try But love, you know these ho's be makin' me weak Y'all knows how it goes B, so I stay deepWhat up, boo? Just keep me laced in the illa snakes Bank rolls and shit, back rubs in the French tub Mackin' this bitch, wifee, nigga So when you flip that coke, remember the days you was dead brokeBut now you're style and I raised you Basically, made you into a don Flippin' weight, heroin and shit, you know the pussy is all that That's why I get bagets five carats and all thatFrom Dolce Gabana to H Vendell, I'm ringin' bells So who the playa? I still keep you in the illest gators Tailor-made so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin' On how I fuck the best o' shitSpecially when I'm flippin' Baileys Don't give a fuck about how you move with them other mamis I push da Z, eatin' shrimp scampi with rocks larger than life Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife wasI got you frontin' in Armani sweaters before this rap shit When you was in levers and bullshit berettas And eek classes with mo in the glasses, shows in Cali Wit all the flavor suede Bally'sNow all your mens' up in your Benz's high post I swear you be killin' me playin' inside my pubic hairs I never worry 'bout them other chicks 'Cuz you proved who was your wiz when you was spinnin' that bitchI took a little when you was up North, your comisary stay pilin' How you livin' large on the island, all them collects have me vex But when you come home Knew I was comin' off wit half of dem checksNow we on the rise, your diamond mami wit the slanted eyes Holdin' this grip cocked the green and the shit Fucks no, I see half o' the dough Made you into a star, pushin' hundred thousand dollar carsAin't no nigga like the one I got (No one can fuck you betta) Sleeps around but he gives me a lot (Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone (Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha) Tell the freaks to find a man o' they own Man o' they own, man o' they ownAin't no nigga like the one I got (No one can fuck you betta) Sleeps around but he gives me a lot (Keeps you in diamonds and leathers) Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone
Это интересно:Шон Ко́ри Ка́ртер ((англ. Shawn Corey Carter), более известный как JAY Z (англ. Джей Зи) 4 декабря 1969, Бруклин, Нью-Йорк) — американский рэпер, один из самых влиятельных и состоятельных деятелей современной хип-хоп музыки, имел собственный капитал более $500 млн. по состоянию на 2012 год. Джей Зи, избавился от дефиса в своем псевдониме: теперь он называет себя не Jay-Z, а JAY Z. Об этом сообщает в твиттере журналист... продолжение
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