Who Gon Stop Me Lyrics - Jay-z

This is something like the Holocaust 

Millions of our people lost 

Bow our heads and pray to the lord 

Til I die I'mma fuckin ball 

Now who gon stop me? 

Who gon stop me huh? 

Who gon stop me? 

Who gon stop me huh? 

Black cards, black cars, Black on black, black broads 

Whole lotta money in a black bag 

Black strap, you know what that's for? 

Who gon stop me huh? 

Who gon stop me huh? 

Who gon stop me? 

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No brakes, I need, State Farm 

So many watches I need 8 arms 

One neck but got 8 charms 

Who gon stop me huh? 

Niggaas talkin, they bitch made, Ix-nay off my dicks-nay 

That's pig latin, itch-bay 

Who gon stop me huh? 

Last night ain't go so well 

Got kicked up out the hotel 

Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert 

Yes! Tell Howard Cosell 

You just a commentator, If you getting paper 

Everybody I know from the hood got common haters 

In some relations, You just supposed to say none 

Heard she fucked the doorman 

Well that's cool I fucked the waitress 

Heard Yeezy was racist, Well, I guess that's on one basis 

I only like green faces 

This is something like the Holocaust 

Photos 

Millions of our people lost 

Bow our heads and pray to the lord 

Til I die I'mma fuckin ball 

Now who gon stop me? 

Who gon stop me huh? 

Who gon stop me? 

Who gon stop me huh? 

Black cards, black cars 

Black on black, black broads 

Whole lotta money in a black bag 

Black strap, you know what that's for 

Yall weed purple, My money purple 

Yall Steve Urkel, I'm Oprah circle 

I wrote the verse, That I hope will hurt you 

Who gone stop me huh? 

Beat the odds, Best the Feds 

It wouldn't be wise, To bet against the kid 

Start me broke, I bet I get rich 

Night shift, 6 to 6 

Gimmie one shot, One pot 

I'll show up in all white, Wearing no socks 

No ceiling, New coupe 

They know I'm a dope boy 

They don't have no proof 

I'm 3 steps removed, I know how to move 

It's looking like, I don't know how to lose 

I'm winning again, I'm at the Wynn 

I'm at the table, I'm gambling 

Lucky lefty, I expect a 7 

I went through hell, I'm expecting heaven, I'm owed 

I'm throwed And I stuck to the G-code 

I'm here, Oh yeah, I promise I ain't going nowhere 

Ok here, Like a hare, Like a rabbit, I like karats 

I'm allergic to having bunny ears 

Like broke, Like nope, Like ha 

I ain't no joke, I can't be stopped 

Like nope, Like nope 

To the beat Noah... 

2 seats in the 911 No limit on the black card 

Told yall I was gonna go HAM, To the ocean was my backyard 

No lies in my verses, Please pardon all the curses 

Shit gotta come some way, Fuck, when you growing up worthless 

Middle finger to my old life, Special shout out to my old head 

If it wasn't for your advice, A nigga would have been so dead 

I'm living life, Til these niggas kill me 

Turn this up, If these niggas feel me 

I'm riding dirty, Trying to get filthy 

Pabalo Picasso, Rothkos, Rilkes 

Graduated to the MOMA 

And I did all of this, Without a diploma 

Graduated from the corner 

Yall can play me 

For a motherfuckin fool if you wanna 

Street smart, And I'm book smart 

Could have been a chemist, Cause I cook smart 

Only thing that can stop me is me, And I'mma stop when the hook start 

Hold up 

This is something like the Holocaust 

Millions of our people lost 

Bow our heads and pray to the lord 

Til I die, I'mma fuckin ball 

Now who gon stop me? 

Who gon stop me huh? 

Who gon stop me? 

Who gon stop me huh? 

Black cards, black cars 

Black on black, black broads 

Whole lotta money in a black bag 

Black strap, you know what that's for