Letra It's alright de Jay Z

[Jay-Z:]
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It´s Alright, you heard?, It´s Alright, Holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It´s Alright, you heard? It´s Alright, yeah yeah

I need a ho in my life to blow on my dice
So we can make our points twice and skate out a town
I need that glow in my ice, E-Class
Ladies screamin Jigga you know we ease that, flowin out like Jees-ass
Jay-Z and me holdin the mic
so when you like you find MC´s so impolite
And me I´m so into nice, got cats on the corner like
Don´t me and Jigga be flowin alike?
Nah, Not in your life ain´t nobody copin like
Mr. Jay-Z, shit you´re crazy
I´m hot like the six maybe, Deep dish with the great seats
I flow greater than you´re navigator
I drop in you´re town, block you´re data
Pimps all comin through with a hot pair of gators
And a crew with rocks the size of craters
Can´t touch like hot potatoes, Ya Heard?

Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It´s Alright, you heard?, It´s Alright, Holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It´s Alright, you heard? It´s Alright, Holla back

[Memphis Bleek:]
In the middle of a war rockin a vest
Who´s the illest shorty alive, I confess
I take nine to the chest and I swear to the heaven sky´s, I bless
The mics until the day I rest, till they can feel what I feel
I´ma try my best, and if you real like I real
you can provide the rest
Anything left out, you can blame it on the brain, not the heart
I´m playing my part, stretched out, just about the best out
Any nigga realer than me, is in a messhall with their chest out
Any rapper with less clout, sell more records than me
We extort them as soon as they record ´em, Bleek
My name is clear, back when a shorty used to braid my hair
On the project stairs, Once I drop to a ceaser Ma I don´t need ya
From the block to the hot two-seaters

[Jay-Z:]
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It´s Alright, you heard?, It´s Alright, Holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It´s Alright, you heard? It´s Alright, Check

On the two Jew-el´s I blew more money than Latrell, who else?
They don´t know you, think they know you too well, you jell
Like Flubber I hover above the city in a private jet, the livest set
Press you´re brakes, Feds wanna investigate, Mr. I don´t cop nothin
Less than eight, and anything involved with my name
Regardless of the fame
It´s hard, I can´t even walk through Harlem again,
Charge it to the game, I´m platinum like American Express
My boy died, and all I did was inherit his stress
To make every jam tougher, you ain´t my man fuck ya
I suggest let you live right? Negative, I swear
It´s dough or die, I hope your soul provides you with an afterlife
Close you´re casket tight
Take you´re last two deep breaths and pass the mic
To Jay-Z nigga, That´s Right!!

Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It´s Alright, you heard?, It´s Alright, Holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It´s Alright, you heard? It´s Alright