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  • [Jay-Z]

    I remove your roof nigga let the sun shine in

    Thirty-eight waist, enough to put one nine in

    Really a thirty-six without the gun I'm thin

    but when the gat is tucked, I'm fat as fuck

    Ignorant bastard, I'm takin it back to day one

    No kids, but trust me I know how to raise a gun

    For niggaz that think I spend my days in the sun

    well here's the shock of your life, the glock not the mic

    Homey I'm not into hype; trust me, I'm still street

    You still fuckin up then trust me I still creep

    Yeah I know the platinum chain be lookin real sweet

    but reach and I bury niggaz sixty feet deep

    S dot Carter turn rappers into martyrs

    Seperate fathers from they daughters, why bother

    I'm a crook like you, I took like you

    I disobeyed the law threw out the book like you

    How dare you look at Jigga like I'm shook like boo

    I keep the fifth with me nigga, come and get me..



    COME AND GET ME!

    {*gong sounds*} Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-come..

    {*bell rings*} COME AND GET ME! Ka-ka-ka-COME AND GET ME! ..

    {*bell rings*} COME AND GET ME! Ka-ka-ka..

    {*bell rings*} .. Ka-ka-ka-ka-come

    {*bell rings*} .. come and get me COME AND GET ME



    [Jay-Z]

    Don't know what y'all niggaz is

    tryin to do but I don't like it

    Yeah, straight gangster shit

    Heyyyy, uh-huh-uh-uhh gangster shit

    Uhh, straight gangster nigga

    Roc..



    Yo, your summer's bout to get hot

    Niggaz home from jail and they plottin

    Heard about the watch, the Bentley hard-top

    The Continental T, got em resentin me

    God I work hard, please don't envy me

    I paid the cost to be the boss to floss this hard

    I can recall a year ago I almost lost this job

    All y'all remember is the part about me parkin the hog

    What about all them days I was walkin my dogs?

    Barkin at broads, but they never hollered back

    And if they did all they said was, "Where dem dollaz at?"

    Imagine, bein skinny growin up around broader cats

    The quiet assassin demeanor of them college cats

    until I got a gat and loudly start poppin back

    Round the way, niggaz called me Bobby Bouchete

    Now all I hear is whispers of what you gon' do to Jay

    How y'all gon' stick me up, take my jewels away


  • Pull out your gat, car jack me take my cruise away

    Well I got news for y'all fools today, hey..



    Chorus: Jay-Z



    I got, shots to give come and get me nigga

    Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga

    I won't, part with this come and get me nigga

    I worked, hard for this come and get me nigga

    I got, shots to give, COME AND GET ME..

    COME AND GET ME..



    [Jay-Z]

    I made it so, you could say Marcy and it was all good

    I ain't crossover I brought the suburbs to the hood

    Made em relate to your struggle, told em bout your hustle

    Went on MTV with do-rags, I made them love you

    You know normally them people wouldn't be fuckin witchu

    Til I made em understand why you do what you do

    I expected to hear, "Jay, if it wasn't for you.."

    But instead, all I hear is buzzin in your crew

    How y'all scheamin, tryin to get accustomed to my moves

    So y'all could tape my mouth, stake out my house

    But I got pride I'm a nigga first

    I gotta cock back and pull the trigger first

    That's how Jigga work

    The funny thing; I represent y'all everytime I spit a verse

    and that's the shit that hurts

    But hey, I got my mind right, got my nine right here

    So when y'all feel that the time is right..



    Chorus



    [Jay-Z]

    Aiy yo yo, aiy yo yo

    It's only fair that I warn ya, rap's my new hustle

    I'm treatin it like the corner, fuck with me if you wanna

    My game change but my mindframe remains the same

    I gotta protect what's mine

    Shit I started from nothin; zero, zip

    I made my way hustlin, I don't owe niggaz shit

    I'm paranoid now, so I keep the gun gripped

    Cats I played skelly with? Niggaz done flipped

    I keep a banger in the ankle, one in the hip

    Two in the stash, one come up when I shift

    I keep one under the chair where I sit

    I even got a gun in the hair in the bun of my bitch

    Ask Big; everytime he'd come to my crib

    he'd find another gun that I hid

    I'm ready to make this one of the, hottest summer there is

    Everyday like a hundred-and-six.. shit..



    Chorus 2X



    [Jay-Z]

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