Jigga My Nigga bonus Lyrics by Jay-Z

Jigga My Nigga bonus Lyrics

    Roc-A-Fella, Ruff Ryders, Swizz Beats
    It's almost over y'all
    Jigga, how real is that?
    Uhh, uhh, uhh, lights out niggaz!

    Chorus: Jay-Z (and Amil)

    (Jigga) What's my motherfuckin name?
    (Jigga) And who I'm rollin with huh?
    (My niggaz) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh
    Niggaz better get it right, bitches better get it right, WHO?
    (Jigga) What's my motherfuckin name?
    (Jigga) And who I'm rollin with huh?
    (My niggaz) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh
    Niggaz better get it right, bitches better get it right

    [Jay-Z]
    Yeah.. yeah..
    From the crap tables down in A.C.
    back on the block Jay-Z motherfucker 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 niggaz 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 dick down chicks all emerged in my fame
    Jigga been dope 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, niggaz scared of that
    Got a new motto this year, "Don't Fuck 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
    Niggaz get fly, let em defy gravity
    Fo'-five rapidly lift your chest cavity
    Streets won't let me chill
    Always been a clumsy nigga, don't let me spill
    Muh'fuckers wanna wet me still, I remain y'all
    more than one, like five divided by four
    Shit, 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 fuck
    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 niggaz 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 fuck 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 they glad
    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 motherfuckin name?
    (Jigga) And who I'm rollin with huh?
    (My niggaz) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh
    Niggaz better get it right, bitches better get it right, WHO?
    (Jigga) What's my motherfuckin name?
    (Jigga) And who I'm rollin with huh?
    (My niggaz) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh
    Niggaz better get it right, bitches better get it right, WHO?
    (Jigga) What's my motherfuckin name?
    (Jigga) And who I'm rollin with huh?
    (My niggaz) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh
    Niggaz better get it right, bitches better get it right, WHO?
    (Jigga) What's my motherfuckin name?
    (Jigga) And who I'm rollin with huh?
    (My niggaz) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh
    Niggaz better get it right, bitches better get it right..
    (Jigga) ...

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