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点击复制Pre-Game - Sauce Money/Jay-Z
I lay my gun fine ideas
Be as bright as the sunshine
Shook the rap game with just one line
When me and my niggaz combine
All day you know what
Sometimes I run with mad niggaz who done time
Hit you with eight from one nine
Now you showin the vein
My shells is like information
Go in your brain
Holdin my slug before
You squeeze em show em the love
Burn your fingertips so throw em a glove
Understand me
Before my album drop cop the Grammy uncanny
Bought my first Role' from Manny
Dirty burners my crew never hand me
Ni**a we family
You not get shot get caught slippin
Like Dexter Manley
With at least ten lead spray right
Paint your skin red
Damn we all the sh*t you can't be
We big time you small time
Real small like how an ant be
Marcy bust a shot for Metcalf Tilo and Danny
Peace to the Bureils
Cut Wop and Stanley
Boom Moet and bow
My whole set is wild
Past threats frontin flash singles and that's bent
F**k a b**ch you know the drill
Cut a chick or a suck a dick
Jigga what the f**k
As a youth explosively clappin off the roof
Shootin guard like Kobe
Raised up slay smears and bo'e
Back then Gil was my codiene Spanish Jose
Showed me how to get the money niggaz owed me
Fast forward no kids six cars and three Role's
Two cribs trips to Cuba sippin on Uba
Got rap in a stupor first to clap your group up
From the Range with the ski rack
Or six with the Ruger
Sh*t I light the motherf**kin
Soundproof booth up
New sh*t y'all say the same
Sh*t like you're looped up
Your rap's all lazy
Jigga the Black Scorcese
What your album lack is more Jay-Z
Code name: Jay-hovah all praise me
Y'all don't paint pictures
Y'all all trace me
You've yet to see the day
When my squad be done
I represent that sh*t ni**a Marcy son what