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jay z - squeeze 1st كلمات الأغنية

yeah
william h., n-gg-s
holla, yeah, yo

that’s why i squeeze first, ask questions last
that’s how most of these so called gangstas p-ss
i squeeze first, ask questions last
‘cuz when i pull up, always pop, that’s why i’m livin’ today

yo, when i meet ya, i heat ya down
when i greet ya, meet ya with pound
not the handshake but the kind that make ya demand a wake
the kind that put land over your face

i pop ya, let doctors st-tch ya
i n f r a will not miss ya
i move light like my shoes too tight
leave n-gg-s confused from the day to the night

at night, see the light, when the pistol’s sparkin’
daytime it gets dark when that pistol barkin’
i keep cash ‘case cops arrest me
‘case kids kidnap me, kids could get back me
you shall repent ‘fore you spend a red cent
if not, you somebody up close to sin

thou shalt not f-ck with raw me or he
face a thousand deaths from mr. shawn correy
carter, rap harder like i’m part of a cult
like cuban cigar maker ‘cept i’m hard to smoke
and y’all choke, motherf-ckers

that’s why i squeeze first, ask questions last
that’s how most of these so called gangstas p-ss
squeeze first, ask questions last
‘cuz when i pull up, always pop, that’s why i’m livin’ today

i said thou shalt not f-ck with raw me or he
face a thousand deaths from mr. shawn correy
carter, rap harder like i’m part of a cult
like cuban cigar maker ‘cept i’m hard to smoke

i said thou shalt not f-ck with raw me or he
face a thousand deaths from mr. shawn correy
carter, rap harder like i’m part of a cult
like cuban cigar maker ‘cept i’m hard to smoke
y’all choke, n-gg-s

i squeeze first, ask questions last
‘cuz when i pull up, always pop, that’s why i’m livin’ today

see, when i’m low in digits, i push blow in a blizzard
i’m a player for real, i post and pivot
c-ke distribute, be where the ghosts visit
where the demons live, sh-t my scene is vivid

squeamish kids, y’all get the f-ck outta this verse
it’s about to get so obscene in a minute
i seen and live it, i did some things, i admit it
wasn’t proud of it but i was a child, f-ck it

kept a pow tucked in a brown belt
couldn’t sit down, big gun kept stickin’ my pelvis
sh-t, it was either that or be livin’ wit elvis
n-gg-s is jealous, h-ll is hot, you heard x

wanted to tell god that i don’t deserve this
was afraid that he’d tell me i deserve less
my life was nervous, you haven’t heard stress
til you heard the cries of my mama, me givin’ her drama
told her i ain’t promised tomorrow, gotta live for the day
and before she could say jay

i was out the door, pouch full of raw, a outlaw mentality
men gotta do men things for men salary
bad boy, not puff or mike lowery
d-mn, b.i.g. woulda been proud of me
ahh, sh-t man

young hova ya heard?
who could f-ck wit him?

- jay z

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