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jay z - can't get with that lyrics
[jay-z]
yeah!
check it check it out
uhhh haha gotta keep it fat
chorus: jay z (repeat 2x)
i can’t get with that
i gotta keep it thick never miss so i hit em like this
[jay-z]
straight to the track my lyrics is phat i rip it the h-ll down
more than a fluke i’m regularly wreckin this joint so what now
with so many n-gg-s that’s biting it’s harder to detect who i be
well check out the j, check out the a, check out the y, z
original rap, i’m makin it slap, i’m hemmin it up like that
stingin it, strikin it, swingin it fat, – dj reverse – bring it back
i be that n-gg- with a gat, boom-clack
don’t ever sweat it when i go, i zoom back
better than ever, never better, you better, whatever
i suggest the ex-lax and that’ll get your sh-t together
i give you a snotty nose from body blows
n-body’s safe at a party even gotti goes adios
i got-got-got flav-flav-flav-flavor, so save yours
one verse and it’s a he-rs-, i played and i slayed yours
get it, got it, ready to flip, i doubt it
no need to prolong, check out the man gone, haha
chorus
[jay-z]
the next, player, never get no rest, you’re livin with stress
cause just around the corner beez the best player
you’re fearin my clout, if weed got you runnin your mouth
you better blow that shhhiiitt out
the jigga’s back, you brothers are flat
i’ll amaze the way that jay rap, now how in the h-ll did he say that?
you diggin me, the, epitome of, rippin it raw
you kiddin me, no artist that rap, gettin bigger thzn me
although these cats are wettin my style, i’m still thristy
and we all gotta fall off, but you first g
i’ll be the last, it’ll be a, cold day in h-ll
before you see me, sauce and jaz, chillin with your wack -ss
we make hits, and harmony, like take 6
while you brothers double pumped up them fake hits
our roc-a-fella never sell-a-out
brothers who don’t have the heart, you better tell your mouth, uh
chorus
[jay-z]
ha-hah
this how we do
all year round, this is how it goes down
now check it out
i don’t kick it i punt it, i’m so wicked you want it?
my tongue is tired from lickin my fingers and countin up hundreds
so i bought a money machine and it goes
a tat-tat-trrrittaat-tat-triiatttt-at-t-t-t-t-t-t-dough
how many styles i gotta kick to prove i’m def?
i can even-hah-kick my-hah-rip that sh-t-hah-and catch a breath
you can’t see this, ask this n-gg- dash
now he don’t count cause i’m makin him mad rich
this n-gg-‘s nothin but the truth
many view jay-z as a threat to they loot. so
my thing is tight, can’t slip, gotta grip
like a pit in a dog fight, yo, i’m a-iight
i ain’t checkin for you ‘less you my peoples
and just in case you didn’t know peep the — steelo
it goes, one dime for your mind
two bone crushers for your spine
cause none of ya game is rougher than mine
chorus: repeat 2x
ha-hah. jay-z. live in the ninety-five
with a little help along, c’mon
sacue money defintly repesentin
big jaz in the house
superman production type sh-t
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