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Nigga What, Nigga Who Lyrics - Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life - Jay-z

[Jay-Z] 

Uh-huh uh-huh, gi-gi gi-geyeah 

Roc-a-Fella y'all, uh-huh uh-huh, Jigga 

Timbaland shit, nine-eight BEYOTCH 

Say what, say what? Uh-huh uh-huh, follow me beotch 

Nigga what, nigga who? 

Nigga what, nigga who? 

Switcha flow, getcha dough 

Can't f**k with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe 

Switcha flow, getcha dough 

Can't f**k with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe 

[Jay-Z] --> first four lines overlap the section above 

Can't f**k with me 

They ain't ready yet 

Uh-huh uh-huh 

Yeah, yeah 

Motherf**kers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous 

shots with the fo'-fo' 

Faggots runnin to the Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa 

F**k rap, coke by the boatload 

F**k dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed 

Left holes through some guy clothes 

Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full clip 

Motherf**kers better duck when the fool spit 

One shot could make a nigga do a full flip 

See the nigga layin shocked when the bullet hit 

Oh hey ma, how you, know niggaz wanna buy you 

But see me I wanna F**k for Free like Akinyele 

Now I gotta let her take this ride, make you feel it 

inside your belly, if it's tight get the K-Y Jelly 

All night get you wide up inside the telly 

Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me 

Chorus: Jay-Z (with Amil-lion) 

(Nigga what?) Make you think you can f**k with me 

(Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z 

*repeat 3X* 

(Nigga what?) Make you think you can f**k with me 

(Nigga who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherf**kin Z 

[Jay-Z] 

Got a condo with nuttin but condoms in it 

The same place where the rhymes is invented 

So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroll 

See how I was flowin on my last cassette? 

Rapid-fire like I'm blastin a Tec, never jam though 

Never get high, never run out of ammo 

Niggaz hatin n shit cause I slayed your bitch 

You know your favorite, I know it made you sick 

And now you're, actin raw but you never had war 

 

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Don't know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe 

Now she's mad at me, causer Your Majesty, just happened to be 

A pimp with a tragedy 

She wanted, us to end, cause I f**ked with friends 

She gave me one more chance and I f**ked her again 

I seen her tears as she busted in, I said, "Shit. 

there's a draft, shut the door bitch and come on in!" 

Chorus (with variation in last line) 

[Jay-Z] 

Gotta friend that even though I been better 

Left him in the cold with a thin sweater 

Rap niggaz on Prozac get the bozack, niggaz threw 

two at me I threw fo' back, hold that 

Let the dough stack, way before Big had the gold Ac' 

Dame had the Lex black 

Motherf**kers wanna test that, stress that 

And right where you're stressed, where you rest at 

I suggest that, niggaz invest, in a vest, when I come through 

with the glock jet black, you niggaz step back 

I'm the best at, you know I ain't no apprentice to this 

Me and my niggaz we invented the shit 

I came into the business with this, The Originator, non greater 

Jaz-O finish this shit 

[Big Jaz] 

Better learn, Jaz don't relax, stat ever heard of me? 

Worldwide Originator, say word to me 

The population holla certainly, I burn a nigga 

like a third degree, see me shine so bright 

Nigga I'm my light, runnin all over with rigor and vigor 

Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga 

You fly-by-nights stop jerkin beef 

Heavyweights type work to me 

For the time, in this motherf**ker ain't nobody hurtin me 

What? Cut your face in like surgery 

Who the f**k got a VS, f**kin BM's on the road 

when you had to be in bed at the PM 

Leave the info, Jaz on the seat, and then 

forever touchin my workers beginnin you're endin 

Nigga your style's no style my style's hostile 

C'mon, faggot nigga down to take the gun home 

O-R-I-G-I-N-A-T-O-R (can't F**K with it can ya?!) 

Chorus (with variations) 

[Amil-lion] * repeat to fade * 

Switcha flow, getcha dough 

Can't f**k with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe 

Switcha flow, getcha dough 

Can't f**k with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe 

 

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