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点击复制So Ghetto - Jay-Z
Written by：Steve Cropper/Jay-Z/Buddy Miles/Chris Martin/Shawn Carter/DJ Premier
Back at'cha
How we do
Primo jigga man
History in the making
Let's go
Uhh uh huh uh uhh
Uh huh uh uhh uhh
I spit the murder murder murderous
Mur mur ma murderous sh*t
Uh huh uh huh uh huh uh uhh
I keep the gangsta gangsta gangsta
Gah gah ga gangsta beat feel me uhh
I spit that Brooklyn Brooklyn brook
Uh uhh uh huh uh uhh uh uhh
Uh huh uhh
Yo career crook nobody rap Brooklyn like me
Jigga man volume 3 I'm back looking like me
Stop the presses baby girls drop your dresses
B k lick a shot for big pop' in heaven
Ever since I came through niggaz got the impression
Everything I drop out of the question stop the guessing
It's hot flows proving I pack cause my dough's moving
My whole crew up in this muh'f**ker
We spray corners stand there like you got a cape on ya fine
You'll be wearing a black suit a long time
I put your crew in hard bottoms
The priest is like god's got him
He never did nutting to nobody but them boys shot him
Brandish iron outlandish buying
Bentley coupes not bragging just simply the truth
We all from the ghetto only difference we go back
Back up in d d on this primo track listen
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna f**k with me
Iceberg slim baby ride rims
I'm so gutter ghetto girls fall in love with me
You know him well by the name of jigga
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna f**k with me
You can love me or hate me Jay-Z
I'm so gutter ghetto girls fall in love with me
Roc a fella lock the whole block down
Wednesday's I'm up in shine cheetah's Monday night
I'm f**king with the model chicks Friday night at life
So I'm cruising in the car with this boozy broad
She said jigga man you rich take the doo rag off
Hit a you turn ma I'm dropping you back off
Front of the club jigga why you do that for
Thug ni**a til the end tell a friend b**ch
Won't change for no paper plus I been rich
Eighty eight been hustling linen been crushing em
Women been f**king them huh
You see I live for the love of the street
Rap to the ruggedest beats
Hall closet cluttered with heat
I spit that murder murder murder
That brook brook a Brooklyn sh*t
Furthermore ma
We tote guns to the grammy's pop bottles on the white house lawn
Guess I'm just the same old shawn
I'm from the m to the a baby r c y
Iceberg slim baby ride rims
I'm so gutter ghetto girls fall in love with me
You know him well by the name of jigga
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna f**k with me
You can love me or hate me Jay-Z
I'm so gutter ghetto girls fall in love with me
Roc a fella lock the whole block down
I'm from the m to the a baby r c y
So it's hard for me to let the larceny die
Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards
Just two big guns that'll body your squad
Could niggaz be scheaming on me probably are
Think jigga's a joke ni**a hardy har
I spit brook brook Brooklyn every time I bust
Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much
Magazine said I'm shallow I never learned to swim
Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them
Soon as I sell too much watch them turn on him
Cause that seem to be the sh*t that'll earn for them
I spit that murder murder murderous everytime a verbalist
Iller than verbal kint is or o dog in menace
I'm ill start to finish I rip apart contenders
I'm hot hehehehe
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna f**k with me
Iceberg slim baby ride rims
I'm so gutter ghetto girls fall in love with me
You know him well by the name of jigga
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna f**k with me
You can love me or hate me Jay-Z
I'm so gutter ghetto girls fall in love with me
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna f**k with me
I'm so gutter ghetto girls
Heheh uhh uhh uh huh uh uhh yeah
Uhh yeah funk yeah with me yeah beyotch yeah
Jigga yeah primo yeah gangsta yeah niggaz yeah
Brooklyn yeah