Jigga My N***a Lyrics
| Song | Jigga My N***a |
| Artist | Jay-Z |
| Album | DJ Hero Renegade Edition |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : CARTER, SHAWN/DEAN, KASEEM | |
| Roc-a-fella, ruff ryders, swizz beats | |
| It's almost over y'all | |
| Jigga, how real is that? | |
| Uhh, uhh, uhh, lights out *******z! | |
| Chorus: jay-z (and amil) | |
| (jigga) what's my mother****** name? | |
| (jigga) and who i'm rollin with huh? | |
| (my *******z) uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh | |
| *******z better get it right, ******* better get it right, who? | |
| (jigga) what's my mother****** name? | |
| (jigga) and who i'm rollin with huh? | |
| (my *******z) uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh | |
| *******z better get it right, ******* better get it right | |
| [jay-z] | |
| Yeah.. yeah.. | |
| From the crap tables down in a.c. | |
| Back on the block jay-z mother******* from the, the, the roc | |
| Went solo on that ass but it's still the same | |
| Brooklyn be the place where i serve them thangs | |
| B. my *******z was strugglin, to the 'burbs they came | |
| And then we got to hustlin, murderin thangs | |
| I dipped in my stash, splurged on a chain | |
| Now i'm titanic, iceberg's the name | |
| Leave players on injured reserve, hurt the game | |
| The best way to describe me in a word, insane | |
| I ************ down chicks all emerged in my fame | |
| Jigga been **** since slick rick's first chain | |
| The god, send you back to the earth from which you came | |
| I'm baking soda, waterfire, merged with 'cane | |
| Ladies don't know me said, 'i heard he's vain' | |
| Well guess what mami? i heard the same | |
| You heard the name | |
| Chorus | |
| [jay-z] | |
| Yeah, uhh, i got a | |
| License to kill so i stare at the gat | |
| Roc-a-fella, ruff ryders, *******z scared of that | |
| Got a new motto this year, 'don't ******* with my ones' | |
| Knock on your door, three in the mornin, | |
| 'it's just us and the guns!' | |
| See i scrambled with priests, hustle with nuns | |
| I got the, mind capacity of a young butch cassidy | |
| *******z get fly, let em defy gravity | |
| Fo'-five rapidly lift your chest cavity | |
| Streets won't let me chill | |
| Always been a clumsy *******, don't let me spill | |
| Muh'*******s wanna wet me still, i remain y'all | |
| More than one, like five divided by four | |
| ************t, this just the hate that's been provided by y'all | |
| Reciprocated and multiplied by more | |
| You likely to see jigga in a widebody or | |
| Drop-top bentley azure, holla at me y'all | |
| Uh | |
| Chorus | |
| [jay-z] | |
| I don't give a ******* | |
| If i sold one or one million, but i think you should | |
| Cause if i only sold one, then out comes the hood | |
| All black in the club, the outcome ain't good | |
| Them *******z act like wolves, how come? they could | |
| Cause we don't drop hits, we drop bombs that smash | |
| Til the wrists is lit up, the arm looks like glass | |
| The necklace chipped up, the charm it flash | |
| Could ******* up your eyes like the bombest hash | |
| See the reason why chicks let me palm they ass | |
| All i gotta do is let em call me shawn de'glass | |
| Let me sit up in they whip til i launch it back | |
| Snap they neck, then shoot em til they arch them back | |
| The calmest cat, trust me when i palm this gat | |
| Kill your mind, body and soul, push your conscience back | |
| Monster's back, and flex drop a bomb to that | |
| And e'rybody sing-a-long to the track, c'mon | |
| Uh-huh uhh uhh | |
| Chorus: jay-z (and amil) | |
| (jigga) what's my mother****** name? | |
| (jigga) and who i'm rollin with huh? | |
| (my *******z) uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh | |
| *******z better get it right, ******* better get it right, who? | |
| (jigga) what's my mother****** name? | |
| (jigga) and who i'm rollin with huh? | |
| (my *******z) uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh | |
| *******z better get it right, ******* better get it right, who? | |
| (jigga) what's my mother****** name? | |
| (jigga) and who i'm rollin with huh? | |
| (my *******z) uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh | |
| *******z better get it right, ******* better get it right, who? | |
| (jigga) what's my mother****** name? | |
| (jigga) and who i'm rollin with huh? | |
| (my *******z) uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh | |
| *******z better get it right, ******* better get it right.. | |
| (jigga) ... |
| zuo ci : CARTER, SHAWN DEAN, KASEEM | |
| Rocafella, ruff ryders, swizz beats | |
| It' s almost over y' all | |
| Jigga, how real is that? | |
| Uhh, uhh, uhh, lights out z! | |
| Chorus: jayz and amil | |
| jigga what' s my mother name? | |
| jigga and who i' m rollin with huh? | |
| my z uhhuhuhuhhuhhuhh | |
| z better get it right, better get it right, who? | |
| jigga what' s my mother name? | |
| jigga and who i' m rollin with huh? | |
| my z uhhuhuhuhhuhhuhh | |
| z better get it right, better get it right | |
| jayz | |
| Yeah.. yeah.. | |
| From the crap tables down in a. c. | |
| Back on the block jayz mother from the, the, the roc | |
| Went solo on that ass but it' s still the same | |
| Brooklyn be the place where i serve them thangs | |
| B. my z was strugglin, to the ' burbs they came | |
| And then we got to hustlin, murderin thangs | |
| I dipped in my stash, splurged on a chain | |
| Now i' m titanic, iceberg' s the name | |
| Leave players on injured reserve, hurt the game | |
| The best way to describe me in a word, insane | |
| I down chicks all emerged in my fame | |
| Jigga been since slick rick' s first chain | |
| The god, send you back to the earth from which you came | |
| I' m baking soda, waterfire, merged with ' cane | |
| Ladies don' t know me said, ' i heard he' s vain' | |
| Well guess what mami? i heard the same | |
| You heard the name | |
| Chorus | |
| jayz | |
| Yeah, uhh, i got a | |
| License to kill so i stare at the gat | |
| Rocafella, ruff ryders, z scared of that | |
| Got a new motto this year, ' don' t with my ones' | |
| Knock on your door, three in the mornin, | |
| ' it' s just us and the guns!' | |
| See i scrambled with priests, hustle with nuns | |
| I got the, mind capacity of a young butch cassidy | |
| z get fly, let em defy gravity | |
| Fo' five rapidly lift your chest cavity | |
| Streets won' t let me chill | |
| Always been a clumsy , don' t let me spill | |
| Muh' s wanna wet me still, i remain y' all | |
| More than one, like five divided by four | |
| t, this just the hate that' s been provided by y' all | |
| Reciprocated and multiplied by more | |
| You likely to see jigga in a widebody or | |
| Droptop bentley azure, holla at me y' all | |
| Uh | |
| Chorus | |
| jayz | |
| I don' t give a | |
| If i sold one or one million, but i think you should | |
| Cause if i only sold one, then out comes the hood | |
| All black in the club, the outcome ain' t good | |
| Them z act like wolves, how come? they could | |
| Cause we don' t drop hits, we drop bombs that smash | |
| Til the wrists is lit up, the arm looks like glass | |
| The necklace chipped up, the charm it flash | |
| Could up your eyes like the bombest hash | |
| See the reason why chicks let me palm they ass | |
| All i gotta do is let em call me shawn de' glass | |
| Let me sit up in they whip til i launch it back | |
| Snap they neck, then shoot em til they arch them back | |
| The calmest cat, trust me when i palm this gat | |
| Kill your mind, body and soul, push your conscience back | |
| Monster' s back, and flex drop a bomb to that | |
| And e' rybody singalong to the track, c' mon | |
| Uhhuh uhh uhh | |
| Chorus: jayz and amil | |
| jigga what' s my mother name? | |
| jigga and who i' m rollin with huh? | |
| my z uhhuhuhuhhuhhuhh | |
| z better get it right, better get it right, who? | |
| jigga what' s my mother name? | |
| jigga and who i' m rollin with huh? | |
| my z uhhuhuhuhhuhhuhh | |
| z better get it right, better get it right, who? | |
| jigga what' s my mother name? | |
| jigga and who i' m rollin with huh? | |
| my z uhhuhuhuhhuhhuhh | |
| z better get it right, better get it right, who? | |
| jigga what' s my mother name? | |
| jigga and who i' m rollin with huh? | |
| my z uhhuhuhuhhuhhuhh | |
| z better get it right, better get it right.. | |
| jigga ... |
| zuò cí : CARTER, SHAWN DEAN, KASEEM | |
| Rocafella, ruff ryders, swizz beats | |
| It' s almost over y' all | |
| Jigga, how real is that? | |
| Uhh, uhh, uhh, lights out z! | |
| Chorus: jayz and amil | |
| jigga what' s my mother name? | |
| jigga and who i' m rollin with huh? | |
| my z uhhuhuhuhhuhhuhh | |
| z better get it right, better get it right, who? | |
| jigga what' s my mother name? | |
| jigga and who i' m rollin with huh? | |
| my z uhhuhuhuhhuhhuhh | |
| z better get it right, better get it right | |
| jayz | |
| Yeah.. yeah.. | |
| From the crap tables down in a. c. | |
| Back on the block jayz mother from the, the, the roc | |
| Went solo on that ass but it' s still the same | |
| Brooklyn be the place where i serve them thangs | |
| B. my z was strugglin, to the ' burbs they came | |
| And then we got to hustlin, murderin thangs | |
| I dipped in my stash, splurged on a chain | |
| Now i' m titanic, iceberg' s the name | |
| Leave players on injured reserve, hurt the game | |
| The best way to describe me in a word, insane | |
| I down chicks all emerged in my fame | |
| Jigga been since slick rick' s first chain | |
| The god, send you back to the earth from which you came | |
| I' m baking soda, waterfire, merged with ' cane | |
| Ladies don' t know me said, ' i heard he' s vain' | |
| Well guess what mami? i heard the same | |
| You heard the name | |
| Chorus | |
| jayz | |
| Yeah, uhh, i got a | |
| License to kill so i stare at the gat | |
| Rocafella, ruff ryders, z scared of that | |
| Got a new motto this year, ' don' t with my ones' | |
| Knock on your door, three in the mornin, | |
| ' it' s just us and the guns!' | |
| See i scrambled with priests, hustle with nuns | |
| I got the, mind capacity of a young butch cassidy | |
| z get fly, let em defy gravity | |
| Fo' five rapidly lift your chest cavity | |
| Streets won' t let me chill | |
| Always been a clumsy , don' t let me spill | |
| Muh' s wanna wet me still, i remain y' all | |
| More than one, like five divided by four | |
| t, this just the hate that' s been provided by y' all | |
| Reciprocated and multiplied by more | |
| You likely to see jigga in a widebody or | |
| Droptop bentley azure, holla at me y' all | |
| Uh | |
| Chorus | |
| jayz | |
| I don' t give a | |
| If i sold one or one million, but i think you should | |
| Cause if i only sold one, then out comes the hood | |
| All black in the club, the outcome ain' t good | |
| Them z act like wolves, how come? they could | |
| Cause we don' t drop hits, we drop bombs that smash | |
| Til the wrists is lit up, the arm looks like glass | |
| The necklace chipped up, the charm it flash | |
| Could up your eyes like the bombest hash | |
| See the reason why chicks let me palm they ass | |
| All i gotta do is let em call me shawn de' glass | |
| Let me sit up in they whip til i launch it back | |
| Snap they neck, then shoot em til they arch them back | |
| The calmest cat, trust me when i palm this gat | |
| Kill your mind, body and soul, push your conscience back | |
| Monster' s back, and flex drop a bomb to that | |
| And e' rybody singalong to the track, c' mon | |
| Uhhuh uhh uhh | |
| Chorus: jayz and amil | |
| jigga what' s my mother name? | |
| jigga and who i' m rollin with huh? | |
| my z uhhuhuhuhhuhhuhh | |
| z better get it right, better get it right, who? | |
| jigga what' s my mother name? | |
| jigga and who i' m rollin with huh? | |
| my z uhhuhuhuhhuhhuhh | |
| z better get it right, better get it right, who? | |
| jigga what' s my mother name? | |
| jigga and who i' m rollin with huh? | |
| my z uhhuhuhuhhuhhuhh | |
| z better get it right, better get it right, who? | |
| jigga what' s my mother name? | |
| jigga and who i' m rollin with huh? | |
| my z uhhuhuhuhhuhhuhh | |
| z better get it right, better get it right.. | |
| jigga ... |
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