Lyrics Come and Get Me - Jay-Z
[Jay-Z]
I
remove
your
roof
nigga
let
the
sun
shine
in
Thirty-eight
waist,
enough
to
put
one
nine
in
Really
a
thirty-six
without
the
gun
I'm
thin
but
when
the
gat
is
tucked,
I'm
fat
as
fuck
Ignorant
bastard,
I'm
takin
it
back
to
day
one
No
kids,
but
trust
me
I
know
how
to
raise
a
gun
For
niggaz
that
think
I
spend
my
days
in
the
sun
well
here's
the
shock
of
your
life,
the
glock
not
the
mic
Homey
I'm
not
into
hype;
trust
me,
I'm
still
street
You
still
fuckin
up
then
trust
me
I
still
creep
Yeah
I
know
the
platinum
chain
be
lookin
real
sweet
but
reach
and
I
bury
niggaz
sixty
feet
deep
S
dot
Carter
turn
rappers
into
martyrs
Seperate
fathers
from
they
daughters,
why
bother
I'm
a
crook
like
you,
I
took
like
you
I
disobeyed
the
law
threw
out
the
book
like
you
How
dare
you
look
at
Jigga
like
I'm
shook
like
boo
I
keep
the
fifth
with
me
nigga,
come
and
get
me.
COME
AND
GET
ME!
{*gong
sounds*}
Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-come.
{*bell
rings*}
COME
AND
GET
ME!
Ka-ka-ka-COME
AND
GET
ME!
.
{*bell
rings*}
COME
AND
GET
ME!
Ka-ka-ka.
{*bell
rings*}
. Ka-ka-ka-ka-come
{*bell
rings*}
. come
and
get
me
COME
AND
GET
ME
[Jay-Z]
Don't
know
what
y'all
niggaz
is
tryin
to
do
but
I
don't
like
it
Yeah,
straight
gangster
shit
Heyyyy,
uh-huh-uh-uhh
gangster
shit
Uhh,
straight
gangster
nigga
Roc.
Yo,
your
summer's
bout
to
get
hot
Niggaz
home
from
jail
and
they
plottin
Heard
about
the
watch,
the
Bentley
hard-top
The
Continental
T,
got
em
resentin
me
God
I
work
hard,
please
don't
envy
me
I
paid
the
cost
to
be
the
boss
to
floss
this
hard
I
can
recall
a
year
ago
I
almost
lost
this
job
All
y'all
remember
is
the
part
about
me
parkin
the
hog
What
about
all
them
days
I
was
walkin
my
dogs?
Barkin
at
broads,
but
they
never
hollered
back
And
if
they
did
all
they
said
was,
"Where
dem
dollaz
at?"
Imagine,
bein
skinny
growin
up
around
broader
cats
The
quiet
assassin
demeanor
of
them
college
cats
until
I
got
a
gat
and
loudly
start
poppin
back
Round
the
way,
niggaz
called
me
Bobby
Bouchete
Now
all
I
hear
is
whispers
of
what
you
gon'
do
to
Jay
How
y'all
gon'
stick
me
up,
take
my
jewels
away
Pull
out
your
gat,
car
jack
me
take
my
cruise
away
Well
I
got
news
for
y'all
fools
today,
hey.
Chorus:
Jay-Z
I
got,
shots
to
give
come
and
get
me
nigga
Y'all
wanna
rob
the
kid?
Come
and
get
me
nigga
I
won't,
part
with
this
come
and
get
me
nigga
I
worked,
hard
for
this
come
and
get
me
nigga
I
got,
shots
to
give,
COME
AND
GET
ME.
COME
AND
GET
ME.
[Jay-Z]
I
made
it
so,
you
could
say
Marcy
and
it
was
all
good
I
ain't
crossover
I
brought
the
suburbs
to
the
hood
Made
em
relate
to
your
struggle,
told
em
bout
your
hustle
Went
on
MTV
with
do-rags,
I
made
them
love
you
You
know
normally
them
people
wouldn't
be
fuckin
witchu
Til
I
made
em
understand
why
you
do
what
you
do
I
expected
to
hear,
"Jay,
if
it
wasn't
for
you."
But
instead,
all
I
hear
is
buzzin
in
your
crew
How
y'all
scheamin,
tryin
to
get
accustomed
to
my
moves
So
y'all
could
tape
my
mouth,
stake
out
my
house
But
I
got
pride
I'm
a
nigga
first
I
gotta
cock
back
and
pull
the
trigger
first
That's
how
Jigga
work
The
funny
thing;
I
represent
y'all
everytime
I
spit
a
verse
and
that's
the
shit
that
hurts
But
hey,
I
got
my
mind
right,
got
my
nine
right
here
So
when
y'all
feel
that
the
time
is
right.
Chorus
[Jay-Z]
Aiy
yo
yo,
aiy
yo
yo
It's
only
fair
that
I
warn
ya,
rap's
my
new
hustle
I'm
treatin
it
like
the
corner,
fuck
with
me
if
you
wanna
My
game
change
but
my
mindframe
remains
the
same
I
gotta
protect
what's
mine
Shit
I
started
from
nothin;
zero,
zip
I
made
my
way
hustlin,
I
don't
owe
niggaz
shit
I'm
paranoid
now,
so
I
keep
the
gun
gripped
Cats
I
played
skelly
with?
Niggaz
done
flipped
I
keep
a
banger
in
the
ankle,
one
in
the
hip
Two
in
the
stash,
one
come
up
when
I
shift
I
keep
one
under
the
chair
where
I
sit
I
even
got
a
gun
in
the
hair
in
the
bun
of
my
bitch
Ask
Big;
everytime
he'd
come
to
my
crib
he'd
find
another
gun
that
I
hid
I'm
ready
to
make
this
one
of
the,
hottest
summer
there
is
Everyday
like
a
hundred-and-six.
shit.
Chorus
x2
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