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[Jay-Z] Yeah, un huh, watch this y´all, come on,watch this y´all, Jigga Roc-a-fella ya´ll, uhhhh, come on yea ! [Kid Capri} It´s Kid Capri and Jay-Z, It´s Kid Capri and Jay-Z Cause I´m Like That yo ! Cause I´m like that yo ! [Verse One: Jay-Z] As a young and dumb man, gun in the waist Sold crack to those who couldn´t take the pain And had to numb it with baste Couldn´t drink the henny straight, I needed somethin to chase I needed something to chase Nowadays I throw shots back,leavin nothin to waste Life is like a treadmill, niggas runnin in place Gettin nowhere fast, a whole year done past I vowed to never stop winin, ´til the earth stop spinnin Rock hot lenin, cop hot cars and hot women If it´s not him then you got it confused, y´all not remembering, My motto is simply I will not lose, abide by the block rules, I buy my glock used, wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it ? I´m raised, illrational, way misunderstood, If you ain´t live like I live then run with the hood I done what i could, to come up with this paper ´til this day still Run with the hood, guess it´s part of my nature, if hell awaits ya ? Nigga I´m coming with the razors, still flashin ya shit Try to pass me in a six, tight classy on the wrist Every bit of 30 karats, this is not a game This isn´t why I came, make these words find a spot on your brain And burn, then I recycle my life I shall return [Chorus: Female voice and Jay- Z] [Woman] How tight is your flow ? [Jay-Z] Cause I´m like that yo ! [Woman] How right is your dough ? [Jay-Z] Cause I´m like that yo ! [Woman] How white is your blow ? [Jay-Z] Cause I´m like that yo ! [Woman] Only writers you know [Jay-Z] Cause I´m like that [Verse 2: Jay-Z] I´m a hop, skip, a jump, from rippin the pump Spittin a couple of curse words, and hittin you chump Shit, I get digits in lumps, I´m a motherfucking problem is this what you want ? Overachiever, I love chicks that puff chiva, And reefer paper, I hate the one´s that blow up ya beeper Cause I, go in ya deeper, I only bone divas Inpregnate the world when I "cum" through your speakers [ha ha] Fuck hot my records got the fever Niggas kick dirt, get ya whole block sweeped up I creep up when the beef heats up, caught him with his feet up And shoes off, bout to snooze off Hatin, cause you can´t turn the booze off You dudes is too soft, when I fuck with you all I might bark your ex, and spit at the locks But, other than that I ain´t even fucking with cats Just me tied B.I., thug it like that, me,dame and biggs What´s fuckin with that ? Y´all can never diss Jigga, get nothing for that Other then a couple slugs in ya back,[huh huh] Rappers y´all runnin around, like I won´t gun ya down Last nigga that fronted, two spun him around Lord, except this offer here´s somethin for your crown I admit no malice, I just met his challenge, In one [Chorus : Repeat 3x] [Jay-Z: Repeat 2x til fade] Girls and guns, all i want stock exchange, rocks and thangs

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