Jay-Z - Greatest Hits [compilation] (2006)

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RELEASE DATE:	2006-09-25
DURATION:	77:36
# OF TRACKS:	18
ALBUM TYPE:	컴필레이션, studio
GENRE/STYLE:	팝 랩/힙합
ALSO KNOWN AS:	-
INDEX:	205

INTRODUCTION

올 10월 20일 제이-지의 첫 번째 내한 공연을 앞 둔 시점에서 그의 과거를 찬찬히 회상시키는 본 앨범은, 오랜 힙합 팬들에게 "스타의 잊고 있었던 과거 찾기" 의미를 넘어서 힙합 음악에 처음 빠져들던 초기 시절의 열정을 다시금 소환할 좋은 선물

with 자룰(Ja Rule), 아밀(Amil), 메리 제이 블라이지(Mary J. Bl ....

TRACKS

Disc 1

Can I Get A……

Jay-Z

5:12

What Well fuck you bitch
Bounce wit me wit me
wit me wit me
Can you bounce wit me
bounce wit me wit me wit me
Can you bounce wit me
bounce wit me ge gi gi gi gi gi
Can you bounce wit me
bounce wit me
bounce wit me
bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya
bounce wit me
bounce wit me
bounce wit me bounce wit me

Can I hit in the MORNING
without givin
you half of my dough
And even worse if I was broke
would you WANT ME
If I couldn't get you finer things
like all of them diamond rings
bitches KILL FOR
would you STILL ROLL
If we couldn't see the sun
risin off the shore
of Thailand
would you RIDE THEN
if I wasn't DROPPIN
If I wasn't ah
eight figure nigga by the name
of Jigga
would you come around me
or would you clown me
If I couldn't flow
futuristic would ya
put your two lips on my wood
and kiss it could ya
see yourself with a nigga
workin harder than 9 to 5
contend with six
two jobs to survive or
do you need a BALLA
So you can shop and tear
the MALL UP
Brag tell your friends
what I BOUGHT YA
If you couldn't see yourself
with a nigga when
his dough is low
Baby girl if this is so yo
Can I get a FUCK YOU
to these bitches from
all of my niggaz
who don't love hoes
they get no dough
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these niggaz from
all of my bitches
who don't got love for
niggaz without doves
Can I get a FUCK YOU
to these bitches from
all of my niggaz
who don't love hoes
they get no dough
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these niggaz from
all of my bitches
who don't got love for
niggaz without doves
Bounce wit me bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me
bounce wit me
Bounce wit me bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me
bounce wit me
You ain't gotta be rich
but FUCK THAT
How we gonna get around
your BUS PASS
Fo' I put this pussy
on your mustache
Can you AFFORD ME
my niggaz breadwinners
never corny
Ambition makes me so horny
Not the fussin and the frontin
If you got nuttin
baby boy you betta
Git Up Git Out and get somethin
Shit I like a lot of Prada
Alize and Vodka
Late nights candlelight
then I tear the cock up
Get it up I put it down erytime
it pop up huh
I got to snap em let it loose
then I knock ya
Feel the juice then I got ya
when you produce a rocka
I let you meet momma
and introduce you to poppa
My coochie remains
in a Gucci name
Never test my patience nigga
I'm highma intenance
HIGH CLASS
if you ain't rollin bypass
If you ain't holdin I dash yo
Can I get a FUCK YOU
to these bitches from
all of my niggaz
who don't love hoes
they get no dough
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these niggaz from
all of my bitches
who don't got love for
niggaz without doves
Can I get a FUCK YOU
to these bitches from
all of my niggaz
who don't love hoes
they get no dough
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these niggaz from
all of my bitches
who don't got love for
niggaz without doves
Now can you bounce for me
bounce for me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me
bounce wit me
Can ya bounce wit me
bounce wit me
Gi gi gi gi can ya bounce wit me
bounce wit me
It ain't even a question
how my dough flows
I'm good to these bad hoes
Like my bush wet and undry
like damp clothes
What y'all niggaz don't know
it's eazy to pimp a hoe
Bitches betta have my
money fo' sho'
Before they go runnin they mouth
promotin half
I be diggin they back out
go 'head let it out
I fucks with my gat out
bounce and leave a hundred
Makin em feel slutted even
if they don't want it
It's been SO LONG
since I met a chick ain't
on my tips but then
I'm DEAD WRONG
when I tell em BE GONE
So HOLD ON to the feelin of
flossin and platinum
cause from NOW ON
you can witness Ja the ICON
with hoodies and TIMBS ON
cause I thugs my bitches
VeVe studs my bitches
then we rob bitch niggaz
I'm talkin bout
straight figures
if you here you wit us
If not Boo you know what
I still fucked you
Can I get a FUCK YOU
to these bitches from
all of my niggaz
who don't love hoes
they get no dough
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these niggaz from
all of my bitches
who don't got love for
niggaz without doves
Can I get a FUCK YOU
to these bitches from
all of my niggaz
who don't love hoes
they get no dough
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these niggaz from
all of my bitches
who don't got love for
niggaz without doves
Now can you bounce wit me
bounce wit me
Ge gi ge gi gi gi bounce wit me
bounce wit me
Wit me wit me wit me
bounce wit me bounce wit me
Bounce bitch bounce wit me
wit me wit me wit me
Can ya bounce wit me wit me

Can ya bounce wit me
bounce wit me Geyeah

Can I hit in the MORNING
without givin
you half of my dough
And even worse if I was broke
would you WANT ME
If I couldn't get you finer things
like all of them diamond rings
bitches KILL FOR
would you STILL ROLL
If we couldn't see the sun
risin off the shore
of Thailand
would you RIDE THEN
if I wasn't DROPPIN
If I wasn't ah
eight figure nigga by the name
of Jigga
would you come around me
or would you clown me
If I couldn't flow
futuristic would ya
put your two lips on my wood
and kiss it could ya
see yourself with a nigga
workin harder than 9 to 5
contend with six
two jobs to survive or
do you need a BALLA
So you can shop and tear
the MALL UP
Brag tell your friends
what I BOUGHT YA
If you couldn't see yourself
with a nigga when
his dough is low
Baby girl if this is so yo
Can I get a FUCK YOU
to these bitches from
all of my niggaz
who don't love hoes
they get no dough
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these niggaz from
all of my bitches
who don't got love for
niggaz without doves
Can I get a FUCK YOU
to these bitches from
all of my niggaz
who don't love hoes
they get no dough
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these niggaz from
all of my bitches
who don't got love for
niggaz without doves
Bounce wit me bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me
bounce wit me
Bounce wit me bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me
bounce wit me
You ain't gotta be rich
but FUCK THAT
How we gonna get around
your BUS PASS
Fo' I put this pussy
on your mustache
Can you AFFORD ME
my niggaz breadwinners
never corny
Ambition makes me so horny
Not the fussin and the frontin
If you got nuttin
baby boy you betta
Git Up Git Out and get somethin
Shit I like a lot of Prada
Alize and Vodka
Late nights candlelight
then I tear the cock up
Get it up I put it down erytime
it pop up huh
I got to snap em let it loose
then I knock ya
Feel the juice then I got ya
when you produce a rocka
I let you meet momma
and introduce you to poppa
My coochie remains
in a Gucci name
Never test my patience nigga
I'm highma intenance
HIGH CLASS
if you ain't rollin bypass
If you ain't holdin I dash yo
Can I get a FUCK YOU
to these bitches from
all of my niggaz
who don't love hoes
they get no dough
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these niggaz from
all of my bitches
who don't got love for
niggaz without doves
Can I get a FUCK YOU
to these bitches from
all of my niggaz
who don't love hoes
they get no dough
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these niggaz from
all of my bitches
who don't got love for
niggaz without doves
Now can you bounce for me
bounce for me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me
bounce wit me
Can ya bounce wit me
bounce wit me
Gi gi gi gi can ya bounce wit me
bounce wit me
It ain't even a question
how my dough flows
I'm good to these bad hoes
Like my bush wet and undry
like damp clothes
What y'all niggaz don't know
it's eazy to pimp a hoe
Bitches betta have my
money fo' sho'
Before they go runnin they mouth
promotin half
I be diggin they back out
go 'head let it out
I fucks with my gat out
bounce and leave a hundred
Makin em feel slutted even
if they don't want it
It's been SO LONG
since I met a chick ain't
on my tips but then
I'm DEAD WRONG
when I tell em BE GONE
So HOLD ON to the feelin of
flossin and platinum
cause from NOW ON
you can witness Ja the ICON
with hoodies and TIMBS ON
cause I thugs my bitches
VeVe studs my bitches
then we rob bitch niggaz
I'm talkin bout
straight figures
if you here you wit us
If not Boo you know what
I still fucked you
Can I get a FUCK YOU
to these bitches from
all of my niggaz
who don't love hoes
they get no dough
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these niggaz from
all of my bitches
who don't got love for
niggaz without doves
Can I get a FUCK YOU
to these bitches from
all of my niggaz
who don't love hoes
they get no dough
Can I get a WOOP WOOP
to these niggaz from
all of my bitches
who don't got love for
niggaz without doves
Now can you bounce wit me
bounce wit me
Ge gi ge gi gi gi bounce wit me
bounce wit me
Wit me wit me wit me
bounce wit me bounce wit me
Bounce bitch bounce wit me
wit me wit me wit me
Can ya bounce wit me wit me

Can ya bounce wit me
bounce wit me Geyeah

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Hard Knock Life (The Ghetto Anthem)

Jay-Z

4:01

Take the baseline out
uh huh
Jigga uh huh uh huh uh huh
It's the hard knock life
for us
It's the hard knock life
for us
Steada treated
we get tricked
Steada kisses
we get kicked
It's the hard knock life
From standing on the
corner poppin
To driving some of the hottest
cars New York has ever seen
To dropping some of the hottest
verses rap has ever heard
From the dope spot
where the smoke lock
Fleeing the murder scene
you know me well
From nightmares of a lonely cel
my only hell
But since when ya'll niggas
know me to bail Fuck Naw
Where all my niggas
with the rubber grips
off shots
And if you with me ma
I rubbing your tits
and what not
I'm form the school of the
hard knocks we must not
Let outsiders violate
our blocks and my plot
Let's stick up the
world and split it 50 50
uh huh
Let's take the dough and
stay real jiggy uh huh
Let's sip the Cris and
get pissy pissy
Flow imminently like the
memory of my nigga Biggie
baby
You know it's
hell when I come through
The life and times of Shawn
Carter nigga Volume 2
ya'll niggas get ready
It's the hard knock life
for us
It's the hard knock life
for us
Steada treated
we get tricked
Steada kisses
we get kicked
It's the hard knock life
I flow for those droned out
All my niggas locked
in the 10 by 4
controlling the house
We live in hard knocks
we don't take over
we bomb blocks
Burn 'em down and you can have
'em back daddy
I'd rather that
I flow for chicks wishing
they ain't have to strip to
pay tuition
I see you vision mama
I put my money on the longshots
All my ballers
that born to glock
Now I'ma be on top
whether I perform or not
I went from lukewarm to hot
Sleeping on guitars and cots
the king size
dream machine to grief
I've seen pies let the
thing between my eyes
analyze life's ills
Then I put it down tight grill
I'm tight grill with the phony
rappers you might feel we homeys
I'm like still you don't know me
shit
I'm tight grill when my situation
ain't improving
I'm trying to murder
everything moving Feel Me
It's the hard knock life
for us
It's the hard knock life
for us
Steada treated
we get tricked
Steada kisses
we get kicked
It's the hard knock life
for us
It's the hard knock life
for us
Steada treated
we get tricked
Steada kisses
we get kicked
It's the hard knock life
I don't know how to sleep
I gotta eat
stay on my toes
Gotta a lot of beef
so logically I prey on my foes
Hustlin still inside of me
and as far as progress
You be hardpressed
to find another rapper
hot as me
I gave you prophecy
on my first joint
and ya'll lamed out
Didn't really appreciate it
till the second one came out
So I stretched the game out
X'ed your name out
Put Jigga on top
and drop albums non stop
for ya nigga
It's the hard knock life
for us
It's the hard knock life
for us
Steada treated
we get tricked
Steada kisses
we get kicked
It's the hard knock life
for us
It's the hard knock life
for us
Steada treated
we get tricked
Steada kisses
we get kicked
It's the hard knock life

It's the hard knock life

It's the hard knock life

It's the hard knock life

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Wishing On A Star (D Influence Remix)

Jay-Z

5:54

I'm wishing on a star

to follow where you are

I'm wishing on a dream

to follow what it means
Check it out you can catch me
on top now playin a club
Throwin a shot down
tryin to stay above
Ground another ground breakin
day in the club
Surrounded by my home thoughts
playin a cut
Reminesin on days I didn't have
a pot to piss in
No watches to glisin
no V's with hot systems
Missin my homies that passed
right in front of my eyes
Due to the fast life
we told wonderful lies
On how we would live forever
time proved us wrong
Had to get our shit together
and move it along
Had dreams of being Big niggas
Jig niggas
Drivin the hottest cars
I'm Wishing on a star

to follow where you are

I'm wishing on a dream

to follow what it means

Was interuppted by this chicken
that I used to cluck wit
Back in the days when I was
movin much shit What up chick
Maintanin it's the same old thang
A little stress
a little bullshit
ain't too much changed
I see you kept it movin
you see I kept improving
she nodded her head in agreement
Remember when I used to
walk up and down the cement
puttin it down
While the Streets is Watchin
stay hooded down
Just to earn a rep
but what good is it now
She said Damn I just stopped
to say Hi Bye
I was too deep for you
from day one
Thats why we never had relations
continued in my own zone
I'm wishing on a star

to follow where you are

I'm wishing on a dream

to follow what it means

And I wish on all the rainbows
that I see
I wish on all the people
who really dream
And I'm wishing on tomorrow
praying it will come
And I'm wishing on all the loving
we've ever done
We used to play tap tap
for rap tracks
Run catch and kiss
in the back park
until it got dark
Wanted to be like the older
fellas sneak and drink old Chample
Dangerous games we played
on the third rail
Fiend for the summer breeze
Hopped out the Lee's Dungrares
into the Hawaiian shorts
relying on sports
to take us away from here
but I cut too much
So I had a plan B used
to rhyme with a brush
My sinners used to back me up
Like Doug E Fresh
and Ricky D Eric Mickey and Me
All my niggas is you with me
each of ya'll
Let's reach for
the stars now Jigga
I'm wishing on a star

to follow where you are

I'm wishing on a dream

to follow what it means

And I wish on all the rainbows
that I see
I wish on all the people
who really dream
And I'm wishing on tomorrow
praying it will come
And I'm wishing on all the loving
we've ever done

I'm wishing on a star

to follow where you are

I'm wishing on a star
And I wish on all the rainbows
that I see
I'm wishing on a star

to follow where you are

I'm wishing on a star
And I wish on all the rainbows
that I see

I'm wishing on a star

to follow where you are

I'm wishing on a dream

to follow what it means
Check it out you can catch me
on top now playin a club
Throwin a shot down
tryin to stay above
Ground another ground breakin
day in the club
Surrounded by my home thoughts
playin a cut
Reminesin on days I didn't have
a pot to piss in
No watches to glisin
no V's with hot systems
Missin my homies that passed
right in front of my eyes
Due to the fast life
we told wonderful lies
On how we would live forever
time proved us wrong
Had to get our shit together
and move it along
Had dreams of being Big niggas
Jig niggas
Drivin the hottest cars
I'm Wishing on a star

to follow where you are

I'm wishing on a dream

to follow what it means

Was interuppted by this chicken
that I used to cluck wit
Back in the days when I was
movin much shit What up chick
Maintanin it's the same old thang
A little stress
a little bullshit
ain't too much changed
I see you kept it movin
you see I kept improving
she nodded her head in agreement
Remember when I used to
walk up and down the cement
puttin it down
While the Streets is Watchin
stay hooded down
Just to earn a rep
but what good is it now
She said Damn I just stopped
to say Hi  Bye
I was too deep for you
from day one
Thats why we never had relations
continued in my own zone
I'm wishing on a star

to follow where you are

I'm wishing on a dream

to follow what it means

And I wish on all the rainbows
that I see
I wish on all the people
who really dream
And I'm wishing on tomorrow
praying it will come
And I'm wishing on all the loving
we've ever done
We used to play tap tap
for rap tracks
Run catch and kiss
in the back park
until it got dark
Wanted to be like the older
fellas sneak and drink old Chample
Dangerous games we played
on the third rail
Fiend for the summer breeze
Hopped out the Lee's Dungrares
into the Hawaiian shorts
relying on sports
to take us away from here
but I cut too much
So I had a plan B used
to rhyme with a brush
My sinners used to back me up
Like Doug E Fresh
and Ricky D Eric Mickey and Me
All my niggas is you with me
each of ya'll
Let's reach for
the stars now Jigga
I'm wishing on a star

to follow where you are

I'm wishing on a dream

to follow what it means

And I wish on all the rainbows
that I see
I wish on all the people
who really dream
And I'm wishing on tomorrow
praying it will come
And I'm wishing on all the loving
we've ever done

I'm wishing on a star

to follow where you are

I'm wishing on a star
And I wish on all the rainbows
that I see
I'm wishing on a star

to follow where you are

I'm wishing on a star
And I wish on all the rainbows
that I see

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Can'T Knock The Hustle

featuring Mary J Blige

Jay-Z

5:16

I'm makin sure it turns gold
when the weather folds
just put away the leathers and
put ice on the gold
chilly with enough bail
money to free a big willy
hi stakes
I got more estate than philly
shopping sprees coppin 3
deuce fever IS'n
fully loaded aahh yes
bouncin in the lex luger
tight in smoke like budah
50 g's to the crap shooter
niggas cant fade me
chrome stocks beamin
through my perithial
I see you schemin
stop dreamin
I'll leave ya body steamin
niggas is fiendin
whats the meanin
I'm leanin on any nigga
intervenin with the
sound of my money machine'n
my cup's runnin
over with hundreds
I'm one of the best
niggas that done it
6 digits and runnin
y'all niggas dont want it
I got the godfather flow
the don juan demarco
swear to god dont get if
fucked up
takin out this time
to give you a piece of my mind
cuz you cant knock the hustle
who do you think you are
well maybe one day
youll be a star
last seen outta state
where I dropped my slang
I'm deep in the south
kickin up top game
bouncin on the highways
switchin 4 lanes
screaming though the
sunroof money aint a thing
your worst fear confirmed
me and my fam roll tight
like the firm
gettin down for life
thats right
you better learn
why play when fire burns
we get together like a choir
to acquire what we desire
we do dirt like worms
produce g's like sperm
till legs spread like germs
I get extensive hoes
with expensive clothes
and I sip fine wines
and spit dangerous flows
what y'all dont know

cuz ya cant knock the hustle
runnin till the late day
I'm the one whos crazy
cuz thats the way youre
makin me be
cuz you cant knock the hustle
I'm just tryin to get mine
I dont have the time
to knock the hustle for real
y'all niggas lunchin
punchin the clock
my function
is to make much and
lay back munchin
sippin remy on the rocks
my crew somethin to watch
nothin to stop un stoppable
scheme on the ice
I gotta hide ya crew
I gotta
let you niggas know the
time like movado
my motto
stack rocks like colorado
while I order champagne
kristals by the bottle
its a damn shame
what ya not though me
slick like a gato
fuckin jay z
my pops knew exactly
what he did when he made me
he tried to get a nut and
he got a nut and what
straight bananas
can a nigga see me
got the US Open
advantage jigga
serve like Sampras
play fake rappers like a canvas
le tigre
son youre too eager
you aint havin it
good me either lets
get together and
make this whole
world believers huh
at my arraignment screamin
all us blacks got is sports
and entertainment
until we even leavin
as long as I'm breathin
cant knock the way a nigga eatin
fuck you even fuck you
takin out this time
to give you a piece of my mind
who do you think you are
well maybe one day
youll be a star
runnin till the late day
I'm the one whos crazy
cuz thats the way
youre makin me be
the way you make me feel
I'm just tryin to get mine
I dont have the time
to knock the hustle for real

cuz ya cant knock the hustle
runnin till the late day
I'm the one whos crazy
cuz thats the way youre
makin me be
cuz you cant knock the hustle
I'm just tryin to get mine
I dont have the time
to knock the hustle for real
y'all niggas lunchin
punchin the clock
my function
is to make much and
lay back munchin
sippin remy on the rocks
my crew somethin to watch
nothin to stop un stoppable
scheme on the ice
I gotta hide ya crew
I gotta
let you niggas know the
time like movado
my motto
stack rocks like colorado
while I order champagne
kristals by the bottle
its a damn shame
what ya not though me
slick like a gato
fuckin jay z
my pops knew exactly
what he did when he made me
he tried to get a nut and
he got a nut and what
straight bananas
can a nigga see me
got the US Open
advantage jigga
serve like Sampras
play fake rappers like a canvas
le tigre
son youre too eager
you aint havin it
good me either lets
get together and
make this whole
world believers huh
at my arraignment screamin
all us blacks got is sports
and entertainment
until we even leavin
as long as I'm breathin
cant knock the way a nigga eatin
fuck you even fuck you
takin out this time
to give you a piece of my mind
who do you think you are
well maybe one day
youll be a star
runnin till the late day
I'm the one whos crazy
cuz thats the way
youre makin me be
the way you make me feel
I'm just tryin to get mine
I dont have the time
to knock the hustle for real

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Ain'T No Nigga

featuring Foxy Brown

Jay-Z

4:03

I keep it fresher
than the next bitch
no need for you to ever sweat
the next bitch with speed
I make the best bitch see the
exit indeed
you gotta know your thoroughly
respected by me
you get the keys to the Lexus
with no driver
you gotcha own 96 suhin the ride
and keep your ass tighter
than Versace thats why
you gotta watch your friends
you got to watch me
they conniving sxxt
the first chance to
crack the bank
they try me all they get is
50 cent franks
and papayas from the village
to the tele
time to kill it on your belly
no question
I got more black chicks
between my sheets than Essence
they say sex is a weapon
so when I shoot
mmet your death in less
than 8 seconds
still poundin in my after life
laugin my sxxt is tight
you who askin right
Aint no nxxxa like the one I got
no one can fxxk you betta
sleeps around
but he gives me alot
keeps you in diamonds
and leathers
friends 'ill tell me
I should leave you alone

tell the freaks to find
a man of there own
man a they own
man a they own
Fresh to def in Moschino
coach bag
lookin half black and filipino
fakin no jacks
got you a beeper
to feel important
surrouding your feet
in Joanie Dega's and
Charles Jordan
I keep ya dove but love
you know these ho's
be makin me weak
yall knows how it goes 'b
and so I creep
Ive been sinnin since you been
playin wit Barbie and Ken in
you can't change a players game
in the 9th inning
the chrome rim spinning
keeps em grinnin
so I run way the fuck up in em
and wrinkle the face like linnin
I play hardeh till they say God
he's keepin it real
jigga stay hard
lawd don't even trip
I never slip nxxxa what you
don't see is whatcha get
weapons concealed
what the fuck yall feel
when you nxxxa play sick
we can all get ill
whats the deal
Aint no nxxxa like the one I got
no one can fxxk you betta
sleeps around
but he gives me alot
keeps you in diamonds
and leathers
friends 'ill tell me
I should leave you alone
tell the freaks to find
a man of there own
man a they own
man a they own
Yo aint no stoppin this no lie
promise to stay monogamous
I try but love you know
these ho's be makin me weak
Y'all knows how it goes B
so I stay deep
What up boo just keep me
laced in the illa snakes
bank rolls and st
back rubs in the french tubs
Mackin this bitch wifee nxxxa
so when you flip that coke
remember them days
you was dead broke
but now your style
and I raised you
basically made you into a don
flippin weight heroin and sxxt
you know my pussy is all that
thats why I get bagets 5 carats
and all that
From Dolce Gabana to H Vendell
I'm ringin bells
so who the playa
I still keep you
in the illest gators
Tailor made so we can lay up
in the shade reminiscin
on how I fuck the best a sxxt
specially when Im flippin Baileys
don't give a fuck about
how you move with them
other mamis
I push da Z eating shrimp
scampi with rocks
larger than life
fuck them Reebok broads
you made it known who
your wife was
I got you frontin
in Armani sweaters
before this rap st
when you was in letters
and bullst berattas
and eek classes with mo
in the glasses
shows in Cali wit all
the flavor suede Bally's
now all your mens' up
in your benz's
high post
I swear you be killin me
playin inside my pubic hairs
I never worry bout them
other chicks
cuz you proved who was your wiz
when you was spinnin that bitch
I took a little
when you was up north
your comisary stay pilin
how you livin large
on the island
all them collects have me vex
but when you come home
knew I was comin off wit
half of dem checks
now we on the rise
your diamond mami wit
the slanted eyes
holdin this grip cocked
the green and the st
fucks no I see half the dough
Made you into a star
pushin hundred thousand
dollar cars
Aint no nxxxa like the one I got
no one can fxxk you betta
sleeps around
but he gives me alot
keeps you in diamonds
and leathers
friends 'ill tell me
I should leave you alone

tell the freaks to find
a man of there own
man a they own
man a they own

tell the freaks to find
a man of there own
man a they own
man a they own
Fresh to def in Moschino
coach bag
lookin half black and filipino
fakin no jacks
got you a beeper
to feel important
surrouding your feet
in Joanie Dega's and
Charles Jordan
I keep ya dove but love
you know these ho's
be makin me weak
yall knows how it goes 'b
and so I creep
Ive been sinnin since you been
playin wit Barbie and Ken in
you can't change a players game
in the 9th inning
the chrome rim spinning
keeps em grinnin
so I run way the fuck up in em
and wrinkle the face like linnin
I play hardeh till they say God
he's keepin it real
jigga stay hard
lawd don't even trip
I never slip nxxxa what you
don't see is whatcha get
weapons concealed
what the fuck yall feel
when you nxxxa play sick
we can all get ill
whats the deal
Aint no nxxxa like the one I got
no one can fxxk you betta
sleeps around
but he gives me alot
keeps you in diamonds
and leathers
friends 'ill tell me
I should leave you alone
tell the freaks to find
a man of there own
man a they own
man a they own
Yo aint no stoppin this no lie
promise to stay monogamous
I try but love you know
these ho's be makin me weak
Y'all knows how it goes B
so I stay deep
What up boo just keep me
laced in the illa snakes
bank rolls and st
back rubs in the french tubs
Mackin this bitch wifee nxxxa
so when you flip that coke
remember them days
you was dead broke
but now your style
and I raised you
basically made you into a don
flippin weight heroin and sxxt
you know my pussy is all that
thats why I get bagets 5 carats
and all that
From Dolce Gabana to H Vendell
I'm ringin bells
so who the playa
I still keep you
in the illest gators
Tailor made so we can lay up
in the shade reminiscin
on how I fuck the best a sxxt
specially when Im flippin Baileys
don't give a fuck about
how you move with them
other mamis
I push da Z eating shrimp
scampi with rocks
larger than life
fuck them Reebok broads
you made it known who
your wife was
I got you frontin
in Armani sweaters
before this rap st
when you was in letters
and bullst berattas
and eek classes with mo
in the glasses
shows in Cali wit all
the flavor suede Bally's
now all your mens' up
in your benz's
high post
I swear you be killin me
playin inside my pubic hairs
I never worry bout them
other chicks
cuz you proved who was your wiz
when you was spinnin that bitch
I took a little
when you was up north
your comisary stay pilin
how you livin large
on the island
all them collects have me vex
but when you come home
knew I was comin off wit
half of dem checks
now we on the rise
your diamond mami wit
the slanted eyes
holdin this grip cocked
the green and the st
fucks no I see half the dough
Made you into a star
pushin hundred thousand
dollar cars
Aint no nxxxa like the one I got
no one can fxxk you betta
sleeps around
but he gives me alot
keeps you in diamonds
and leathers
friends 'ill tell me
I should leave you alone

tell the freaks to find
a man of there own
man a they own
man a they own

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Ride Or Die

Jay-Z

4:49

I'm rollin with
Roc a Fella man
Cause they got money man
heh heh
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
uh huh 'Hovah
Yeah Stevie J nigga
Y'all ready Yo yo
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight ride tonight
How many y'all down to
die tonight die tonight
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or
ride or die
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight ride tonight
How many y'all down to
die tonight die tonight
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or
ride or die
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight ride tonight
How many y'all down to
die tonight die tonight
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight
ride or die or
ride or die
Aiyyo fuck y'all
niggaz I crush y'all
rush y'all
with the four drawn and I
touch y'all plus y'all
little mother fuckers
ain't ready for war
I seen your team in a
Chrysler before but I forgot
The same rules apply
don't try to switch up
your style
Y'all niggaz is pumpkin pie
and that's plain as I
much better than you cat
shocked when I got the
news that
this nigga ready for war
well where that fool at
I bruise wack rap niggaz
severely punish them
Especially those that
get fucked for they publishing
heh
Always gotta be the weakest
nigga out the crew
I probably make more money
off yo' album than you
You see the respect
I get everytime I come through
Check your own videos
you'll always be number two
Niggaz talkin real greasy on
them R&B records
but I'm platinum a million
times nigga check the credits
S Carter ghost writer
and for the right price
I can even make YO'
shit tighter
I roast niggaz like ya
smoke niggaz like ya
Take your little jewels
and put the toast to niggaz
like ya
You know what the fuck
we do and why we done it
How I bring it to niggaz who
probably want it
Keep playin
you gon' find me in
your lobby blunted
And I don't even smoke nigga
ain't no joke
Niggaz cat fightin with Jigga
kickin sneaky shit
Makin little tapes but
keepin it secret
Cause I kick that deep shit
that divide your peeps shit
Now I don't know if you
fuckin with Jigga
spittin that weak shit y'all
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight ride tonight
How many y'all down to
die tonight die tonight
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or
ride or die
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight ride tonight
How many y'all down to
die tonight die tonight
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight
ride or die or
ride or die
Niggaz don't want it with Jig
cause somethin got to give
I got homes where you hide
I hustle where you live
Jigga's the Don
bitches scream Jigga dandy
dick is the bomb
about as thick as a arm
Mr Exxon
gas 'em with the wit
and the charm
Bitch I'm tryin to tell you
like Nichalous Bond
I'm a big cat listen mami
can you dig that
Cars jewelry homes
I did that
Oh's shootouts keys
I live that
Actresses models chickenheads
hit that
I get stacks and
still I kick back
and run up on niggaz with the
midac where the shit at
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight ride tonight
How many y'all down to
die tonight die tonight
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight
ride or die or
ride or die
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight ride tonight
How many y'all down to
die tonight die tonight
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or
ride or die
Time to seperate
the platinum from the white gold
right from the door
The real from the fake
ready rock from the raw
The boss from the runners
cats who ride dick
from the cats with the numbers
the five from the six
I got cop n crash money
pop the dash money
Press the button
alluva sudden
glock in the stash money
Beef with Jigga
watch yo' ass Money
It's El Presidente
top brass money
Now I don't flash the steel
I blast for real
My motto
you only good as the
last nigga you kill
I'm here to snatch this meal
nigga that's for real
If you rollin with me
grab the wheel
let's ride huh
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight ride tonight
How many y'all down to
die tonight die tonight
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or
ride or die
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight ride tonight
How many y'all down to
die tonight die tonight
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or
ride or die
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight ride tonight
How many y'all down to
die tonight die tonight
How many y'all wanna
ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or
ride or die

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Brooklyns Finest

featuring Notoroius B.I.G

Jay-Z

4:36

OKAY I'M RELOADED
You mother fuckers
think you big time
fuckin with Jay Z
you gon' die big time
Here come the Pain

Jigga Jigga Bigga Bigga
nxxxa how you figure
Peep the style and
the way the cops sweat us
The number one question is
can the Feds get us
I got vendettas in dice
games against ass betters
and nxxxaz who pump wheels
and drive Jettas
Take that witcha
hit ya back split ya
fick fist fights
and lame scuffles
Pillow case to your face
make the shell muffle
Shoot your daughter
in the calf muscle
fxxk a tussle nickel plated
Sprinkle coke on the floor
make it drug related
Most hate it
can't fade it
While y'all pump Willie
I run up in stunts silly
Scared so you sent
your little mans to come
kill me
But on the contrilli
I packs the mackmilli
Squeezed off on him
left them paramedics
breathin soft on him
What's ya name
Who shot ya
Mob ties like Sinatra
Peruvians tried to do me in
I ain't paid them yet
Tryin to push 700's
they ain't made them yet
Rolex and bracelets is frostbit
rings too
naz 'round the way call me
Igloo Stix Who Mother fucker
Jay Z and Biggie Smalls
nxxxa sxxt ya drawers
Where you from
Brooklyn goin out for all
Marcy that's right
you don't stop
Bed Stuy you won't stop nxxxa
What what what
Jay Z Big' Smalls
na st ya drawers
Brooklyn represent y'all
hit you fold
You crazy think your little bit
of rhymes can play me
I'm from Marcy I'm varsity
chump you're JV
Jigga Jay Z
and Bigga baby
My Bed Stuy flow's
malicious delicious
fk three wishes
made my road to riches
from 62's gem stars
my moms dishes
Gram choppin police van dockin
D's at my doors knockin
What Keep rockin
No more Mister Nice Guy
I twist your st
the fk back with them pistols
blazin Hot like cajun
Hotter than even holdin
work at the Days Inn
with New York plates outside
Get up outta there
fk your ride
Keep your hands high
st gets steeper
Here comes the Grim Reaper
Frank Wright
Leave the keys to your
In tegra That's right
Chill homie the bitch in
the Shoney's told me
You're holdin more drugs
than a pharmacy
you ain't harmin me
So pardon me, pass the safe
before I blaze the place
and here's six shots just in case
Jay Z and Biggie Smalls
na st ya drawers
Where you from Brooklyn
goin out to all
Crown Heights You don't stop
Brownsville You won't stop na
Jay Z and Biggie Smalls
na st ya drawers
Where we from Brooklyn
goin out to all
Bushwick You don't stop
Fort Greene You won't stop naz
For nine six
the only MC with a flu
Yeah I rhyme sick
I be what you're tryin to do
Made a fortune off Peru
extradite china white heron
na please
like short sleeves I bear arms
Stay out my way from here on
CLEAR Gone
Me and Gutter had two spots
The two for five dollar hits
the blue tops
Gotta go, Coolio mean
it's gettin Too Hot
If Fay' had twins
she'd probably have two Pac's
Time to separate the pros
from the cons
The platinum from the bronze
That butter soft st from
that leather on the Fonz
A S1 diamond from a eye class don
A Cham' Dom' sipper from a
Rosay na huh
Brook Nam sippin on
Cristal forever
play the crib when
it's mink weather
The MAFIA keep canons in
they Marc Buchanans
Usually cuatro cinco
the shell sink slow tossin ya
Mad slugs through your Nautica
I'm warnin ya
Jay Z and Biggie Smalls
na st ya drawers
Where you from
Brooklyn goin out to all
Flatbush You don't stop
Redhook You won't stop na
JayZ and Biggie Smalls
na st ya drawers
Where you from Brooklyn
goin out to all
East New York You don't stop
Clinton Hill You won't stop na
Is Brooklyn in the house
Roc A Fella y'all
Junior MAFIA
Superbad click
Brooklyn's Fines
you rewind this
Represetin BK to the fullest

OKAY I'M RELOADED
You mother fuckers
think you big time
fuckin with Jay Z
you gon' die big time
Here come the Pain

Jigga Jigga Bigga Bigga
nxxxa how you figure
Peep the style and
the way the cops sweat us
The number one question is
can the Feds get us
I got vendettas in dice
games against ass betters
and nxxxaz who pump wheels
and drive Jettas
Take that witcha
hit ya back split ya
fick fist fights
and lame scuffles
Pillow case to your face
make the shell muffle
Shoot your daughter
in the calf muscle
fxxk a tussle nickel plated
Sprinkle coke on the floor
make it drug related
Most hate it
can't fade it
While y'all pump Willie
I run up in stunts silly
Scared so you sent
your little mans to come
kill me
But on the contrilli
I packs the mackmilli
Squeezed off on him
left them paramedics
breathin soft on him
What's ya name
Who shot ya
Mob ties like Sinatra
Peruvians tried to do me in
I ain't paid them yet
Tryin to push 700's
they ain't made them yet
Rolex and bracelets is frostbit
rings too
naz 'round the way call me
Igloo Stix Who Mother fucker
Jay Z and Biggie Smalls
nxxxa sxxt ya drawers
Where you from
Brooklyn goin out for all
Marcy that's right
you don't stop
Bed Stuy you won't stop nxxxa
What what what
Jay Z Big' Smalls
na st ya drawers
Brooklyn represent y'all
hit you fold
You crazy think your little bit
of rhymes can play me
I'm from Marcy I'm varsity
chump you're JV
Jigga Jay Z
and Bigga baby
My Bed Stuy flow's
malicious delicious
fk three wishes
made my road to riches
from 62's gem stars
my moms dishes
Gram choppin police van dockin
D's at my doors knockin
What Keep rockin
No more Mister Nice Guy
I twist your st
the fk back with them pistols
blazin Hot like cajun
Hotter than even holdin
work at the Days Inn
with New York plates outside
Get up outta there
fk your ride
Keep your hands high
st gets steeper
Here comes the Grim Reaper
Frank Wright
Leave the keys to your
In tegra That's right
Chill homie the bitch in
the Shoney's told me
You're holdin more drugs
than a pharmacy
you ain't harmin me
So pardon me, pass the safe
before I blaze the place
and here's six shots just in case
Jay Z and Biggie Smalls
na st ya drawers
Where you from Brooklyn
goin out to all
Crown Heights You don't stop
Brownsville You won't stop na
Jay Z and Biggie Smalls
na st ya drawers
Where we from Brooklyn
goin out to all
Bushwick You don't stop
Fort Greene You won't stop naz
For nine six
the only MC with a flu
Yeah I rhyme sick
I be what you're tryin to do
Made a fortune off Peru
extradite china white heron
na please
like short sleeves I bear arms
Stay out my way from here on
CLEAR Gone
Me and Gutter had two spots
The two for five dollar hits
the blue tops
Gotta go, Coolio mean
it's gettin Too Hot
If Fay' had twins
she'd probably have two Pac's
Time to separate the pros
from the cons
The platinum from the bronze
That butter soft st from
that leather on the Fonz
A S1 diamond from a eye class don
A Cham' Dom' sipper from a
Rosay na huh
Brook Nam sippin on
Cristal forever
play the crib when
it's mink weather
The MAFIA keep canons in
they Marc Buchanans
Usually cuatro cinco
the shell sink slow tossin ya
Mad slugs through your Nautica
I'm warnin ya
Jay Z and Biggie Smalls
na st ya drawers
Where you from
Brooklyn goin out to all
Flatbush You don't stop
Redhook You won't stop na
JayZ and Biggie Smalls
na st ya drawers
Where you from Brooklyn
goin out to all
East New York You don't stop
Clinton Hill You won't stop na
Is Brooklyn in the house
Roc A Fella y'all
Junior MAFIA
Superbad click
Brooklyn's Fines
you rewind this
Represetin BK to the fullest

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Imaginary Player

Jay-Z

3:59

Yeah
I mean like
I gotta be like the
pioneer to this shit
you know
I was popping that Cristal
When all y'all niggaz
thought it was beer and shit
you know
Wearing that platinum shit
When all y'all chicks thought
it was silver and shit
I got to be the pioneer of
this shit
Bottom line
I'm going to
show you how to do it
Check it
I spit that other shit
That's the nice mother
fucker shit
Fed time follow me around
deep cover shit nigga
You beer money
I'm all year money
I'm popping
you ain't got to count it
it's all there money
I never change money
'cause niggas got
strange money
Knocked up marked up
fucked up in the game money
I got bail money
XXL money
You got flash now
one time we'll reveal money
I spit the hottest shit
you need it I got it shit
That down South Master P
Bout It Bout It shit
I got blood money
straight up thug money
That brown paper bag under
your mattress drug money
You got show dough
little to no dough
Sell a bunch of records and
you still owe dough
I got 900 and 96
plus 4 more dough
You crazy you full gazy
and loco with dough papo
Imaginary Players
Imaginary Players

Imaginary Players
Imaginary Players
And now you
got these young cats
acting like they slung cats
All in they dumb rap
talking about how
they funds stack
When I see them in the street
I don't see none of that
Bad playboy
where the fuck is the hummer at
Where is all the ice with all
the platinum under that
Those ain't rolex diamonds
what the fuck you done to that
Y'all rapping ass niggas
y'all funny to me
Selling records
being you but still
you want to be me
I guess for every buck you
make it's like
a hundred for me
And still you running around
thinking you got
something on me
But I done did it
And y'all want to take my flow
and run with it
That's cool
I was the first one with it
Original
jiggas the future flow digital
Still busting a gat
when she gets critical
Sit it down
I don't want y'all to
get it confused
I rip it down
like I ain't got
nothing to lose
Imaginary Players

Imaginary Players

Imaginary Players
Imaginary Players
Groupies I leave them
all fucked
Niggas all struck
Your single was 99 cents
mines was 4 bucks
Last year
when niggas thought it
was all up
But this year
I've done it again
jigga
What the fuck
Nigga stop whining
jigga still shining
Niggas kept complaining so
I copped more diamonds
Rock more Versace
ain't nothing sweet
I still throw tree in your body
fleeing the party
Y'all can't go with me nope
flow with me
Bet 50
not dollars either I
brought some dough with me
I flow like the 5 series
in various areas
And blow holes in your weak
niggas theories
It's funny how one verse
can fuck up the game
You bought a 4 0 you
better get your change
Ain't no platinum in
those Cartiers
switch your frame
Ain't no manicures on board
then switch your plane
Imaginary Players
Imaginary Players
Imaginary Players

Imaginary Players

Imaginary Players
Imaginary Players
And now you
got these young cats
acting like they slung cats
All in they dumb rap
talking about how
they funds stack
When I see them in the street
I don't see none of that
Bad playboy
where the fuck is the hummer at
Where is all the ice with all
the platinum under that
Those ain't rolex diamonds
what the fuck you done to that
Y'all rapping ass niggas
y'all funny to me
Selling records
being you but still
you want to be me
I guess for every buck you
make it's like
a hundred for me
And still you running around
thinking you got
something on me
But I done did it
And y'all want to take my flow
and run with it
That's cool
I was the first one with it
Original
jiggas the future flow digital
Still busting a gat
when she gets critical
Sit it down
I don't want y'all to
get it confused
I rip it down
like I ain't got
nothing to lose
Imaginary Players

Imaginary Players

Imaginary Players
Imaginary Players
Groupies I leave them
all fucked
Niggas  all struck
Your single was 99 cents
mines was 4 bucks
Last year
when niggas thought it
was all up
But this year
I've done it again
jigga
What the fuck
Nigga stop whining
jigga still shining
Niggas kept complaining so
I copped more diamonds
Rock more Versace
ain't nothing sweet
I still throw tree in your body
fleeing the party
Y'all can't go with me nope
flow with me
Bet 50
not dollars either I
brought some dough with me
I flow like the 5 series
in various areas
And blow holes in your weak
niggas theories
It's funny how one verse
can fuck up the game
You bought a 4 0 you
better get your change
Ain't no platinum in
those Cartiers
switch your frame
Ain't no manicures on board
then switch your plane
Imaginary Players
Imaginary Players
Imaginary Players

Imaginary Players

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Friend Or Foe

Jay-Z