Текст песни 1, 2 Y'all - Memphis Bleek , Lil' Cease , Jay-Z
Yo,
look
I'm
the
best
rapper
not
discovered
The
other
people
raps
is
weak
How
dey
get
discovered,
ya
can't
fuck
wit
me
Everybody
know
me,
I'm
hype
to
tha
D
Hangin'
with
the
R
O
C,
we
in
the
place
to
be
Chillin'
in
the
back
of
the
club,
popin'
bub
When
my
spinnaz
keep
spinnin'
all
the
Ladies
show
me
love
I'm
here
to
takeover
I
was
originally
suppose
to
replace
hova
Not
slim
thug,
east
cost
rappers
weak
They
can't
hang
with
me,
B
hype,
D
tha
name
Fuck
all
y'all
lames,
I
was
sent
to
take
ya
fame
And
change
the
game
yo,
I
can
spit
a
verse
But
if
these
wack
ass
rappers
stay
in
the
game
This
shit
is
gonna
get
worse
one
day
I'm
a
make
it
big
I'm
the
best
and
this
goes
down
to
all
my
niggz,
ohh
We
pull
up
in
them
big
boy
trucks,
big
boy
drops
We
be
the
only
young
boys
that
the
big
boys
watch
Neef
and
C
official
like
a
ref
wit
a
whistle
Protect
shit
a
nickel,
it's
death
on
a
whistle
Lose
breath
when
I
hit
you,
your
best
bet
is
to
get
through
Fuck
outta
the
lane
I'm
much
outta
my
pain
The
stronger
the
game
is
quicker,
live
by
the
code
fool
Dinner
time
cold
food,
aim
is
sicker,
much
faster,
blast
ya
Tearin'
ya
niggaz,
we
don't
discriminate
Hoes
get
the
same
as
niggaz,
comin'
straight
Out
the
north
of
death
we
give
a
fuck
about
a
level
We
extort
the
best,
who's
the
boss,
nigga?
I
came
to
set
it
off,
came
to
jump
off
Nigga,
I
came
to
set
a
nine
off
Maybe,
a
A.K.,
I
ain't
here
to
play
I
just
want
to
have
it
my
way
I
don't
face
no
fear,
I'm
the
rapper
of
the
year
So
respect
me,
nigga
It's
gettin'
hot
so
the
shorts
is
on
Gotta
tote
the
snub
it's
too
warm
for
the
long,
nigga
You
could
pass
me
to
baby's
zoo
One
shot'll
turn
a
nigga
face
into
baby
food,
blah
Get
it
clear,
now,
why
they
lookin'
for
Saddam?
Weapons
of
mass
destruction
is
here,
I
got
a
few
in
my
hood
In
case,
a
nigga
ever
get
the
feelin'
and
he
think
that
he
could
Or
would,
pull
skeet
on
me,
I
could
show
you
first
hand
what's
a
felony
And
a
hobby
and
the
process
of
gettin'
money
is
nothing
I'm
not
Sosa,
but
the
dogs
is
coming,
this
is
not,
not
No,
no,
motherfucking
game,
entertain
you
motherfuckers
Is
not
why
I
came?
It's
R
O
C
and
M
O
P
I
wipe
floors
wit
little
niggas
for
fuckin'
wit
my
team
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Yo,
check
it,
shit,
I'm
here
now,
where
it's
at?
I'm
there
now,
when
I
walk
through
the
club
The
real
have
stare
downs
and
I
walk
by
Lil'
nigga,
play
the
short
guy,
pockets
is
grown
When
I
cock
it,
it's
on,
you
believe
that
All
the
chickenz
be
where,
the
treez
at
Car
hopping
bitches
be
where
the
V's
at
I
plot
to
get
mo,
stacks
and
a
crib
Sometimes,
I
hear
that
Ele
hold
a
gat
in
the
crib
Can't
relax
in
the
crib,
niggaz,
did
max
bids
Niggaz,
clap
shit,
ain't
no
acting
in
this
You
a
playa?
Well
nigga
who
you
working
for?
'Cuz
who
coachin
that
team
that
you
be
otin
for?
When
I
ride
by,
I
know'
you
looking
to
spray
me
But
I
got
a
ghetto
bird
that
go
half
on
a
three
eighty
It's
the
game
of
life,
you
it,
so
play
it
right
Bitches
like
you,
Memph
Bleek,
yeah,
right
Do
that
one,
two,
y'all
there
go
the
last
call
I'm
a
ghetto
nigga,
hand
always
on
my
trigga
Now
look
all
these,
niggaz
think
they
dat
nigga
Well,
you
know,
what
I
came
for,
ohh?
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Yessuh,
y'all
know,
who
the
next
up
Hopping
out
them
thangs
wit
the
fresh
cuts,
fresh,
come
on
Watch
right,
nice
bright,
fin
to
do
the
rest
up
This
that
knock,
wit
Swizz
and
the
gunnaz
connect
up
Big
homie
president,
y'all
can
hang
the
rest
up
Yessuh,
it's
me,
N
E
double
to
F
up
Young
gunz,
nigga
indeed,
double
your
bets
up
We
double
them
tecs
up,
we
silence
the
violence
Nigga,
you
fucked
if
you
messed
up
I'm
in
the
S
5,
all
black,
no
tint
With
a
nice
dime,
all
ass,
no
tits
Still,
rippin'
the
glock,
Bleek,
playin'
the
block
Fuckin'
with
mine,
M
E
M,
gettin'
it
hot
I'm
so
rich
that
I'm
sittin'
on
the
lock
Me
and
the
Roc
be
switchin'
lanes
in
The
maybach,
nigga,
I'm
hot
ain't
fake
Ya
raps
is
fake
so
do
the
jump
off
then
nigga
set
it
off
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
Time
to
set
it
off,
nigga
It's
the
Roc
mutha
fuckas,
you
bitch
ass
bastards
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