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点击复制词：Carter Crooper Martin Miles
Back at'cha
How we do
Primo Jigga-Man
History in the making
Let's go
Uhh uh-huh-uh-UHH
I spit the murder-murder-murderous
Mur-mur-ma-murderous ****
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
Yo.
Career crook nobody rap Brooklyn like me
Jigga-Man Volume 3I'm back lookin 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 ******got the impression
Everything I drop out of the question stop the guessin
It's hot flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin
My whole crew up in this muh'******
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 nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him
Brandish iron outlandish buyin
Bentley Coupes not braggin 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 ****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 ****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 ******with the model chicks Friday night at Life
So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy broad
She said Jigga-Man you rich take the doo-rag off
Hit a U-turn ma I'm droppin you back off
Front of the club Jigga why you do that for
Thug *****'til the end tell a friend *****
Won't change for no paper plus I been rich
Eighty-eight been hustlin linen been crushin em
Women been ******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 ****
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 so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna ****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 ****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
******see me in the streets with no bodyguards
Just two big guns that'll body your squad
Could ******be scheamin on me Probably are
Think Jigga's a joke *****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 ****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 ****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 ****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