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[Jay-Z] Uh-huh<br>[$hort] That´s right<br>[Jay-Z] Uh-huh-uh, it was all good just a week ago<br>[$hort] Last week I had everything<br>[Jay-Z] Uh, uh-huh-uh, had this all good just a week ago<br>[$hort] I had the money.. had the cars, the bitches<br>[Jay-Z] Uh-huh, yeah, it was all good just a week ago<br>[$hort] and the jewelry..<br>and then my motherfuckin niggaz started snitchin<br>[Jay-Z] Uh-huh, uh uh, yo<br>[$hort] Beyotch!<br><br>[Verse One: Jay-Z]<br><br>Growin up in the hood just my dog and me<br>We used to hustle in the hood for, all to see<br>Problems, I called on him, he called on me<br>We wasn´t quite partners, I hit him off my P<br>Met him unlocked doors, off my keys<br>Yeah we spoke, much more than cordially<br>Man he broke bread with me, my business spreads with me<br>The Feds came to get me, we both fled quickly<br>Wasn´t quick enough to jump over the hedges with me<br>Got caught, and that´s when our relationship strayed<br>Used to call me from the joint til he ran out of change<br>And when he called collect and I heard his name<br>I quickly accepted, but when I reached the phone<br>he´s talkin reckless, I can sense deceit in his tone<br>I said, "Damn dawg, what, nine weeks and you´re home?"<br>He said, "Main man, you think shit´s sweet cause you´re home."<br>I just sat, spat no more speech in the phone<br>The crackers up there bleachin your dome, you´re reachin<br>I said, "The world don´t stop I´ve got to keep keep on."<br>From there I sensed the beef was on<br>I ran to the spot, store to add some more features to my phone<br>To see if I had bugs and leeches on my phone<br>Can´t be too safe cause niggaz is two-faced<br>And they show the other side when they catch a new case<br>It´s on<br><br>[Chorus: Too $hort, Jay-Z]<br><br>It was cool when you had hella weed to smoke<br>And you bought a new home where you could keep the folks<br>I don´t see how this side of you could be provoked<br>(Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all good just a week ago)<br><br>Funny what, seven days can change<br>A stand up nigga, now you sit down to aim<br>Used to have a firm grip now you droppin names<br>Uh-huh, uh-huh (It was all good just a week ago)<br><br>[Verse Two: Jay-Z]<br><br>Like I put the toast to your head and made you sell<br>We both came in this game, blind as hell<br>I did a little better, had more clientele<br>Told you put away some cheddar now you cryin for bail<br>Seventeen and I´m holdin on to around a mill<br>I could bail out and blow trial and come around on the pill<br>Had niggaz thinkin I was from Uptown for real<br>I had so much hustle plus I was down to ill<br>Like a Brooklyn nigga, straight out of Brownsville<br>Down and dirty, down to fight the round thirty<br>Freezin on them corners still holdin my crack<br>Lookin up and down the block, the fuck is the dough at?<br>Came from flat broke to lettin the dough stack<br>You tell them feds I said I´m never goin back<br>I´m from Marcy, and Marcy don´t raise no rats<br>You know the consequences of your acts, you can´t be serious<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse Three: Jay-Z]<br><br>The lawyer I retained you said you leakin some things<br>All this after a week in the bang<br>I´m mad at myself cause I didn´t spot the weak and lame<br>I woulda bet the house you wouldn´t speak a thang<br>Nigga this was the oath, to the top of broke<br>Even pricked our finger, anything that got between us<br>we sposed to cock the ninas, what happened to that?<br>Instead you copped out to a misdemeanor<br>Fuck it, the same thing make you laugh make you cry<br>That´s right, the same game that make you mad could make you die<br>It´s a dice game, and sometimes you crap<br>Who woulda thought you´d get popped one time and rap?<br>Now you know that´s bad when your sister is mad<br>and your son gotta grow up like, "This is my dad?"<br>The labelling of a snitch is a lifetime scar<br>You´ll always be in jail nigga, just minus the bars<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Too $hort]<br>Shit is crazy man<br>All these niggaz out here snitchin<br>We was one step away from takin this crack money<br>and recyclin it through the ghettoes<br>and buildin back up our own hoods<br>Now all you niggaz start snitchin on each other<br>I got partners doin 15-20<br>Wouldn´ta been doin SHIT<br>if you didn´t snitch<br>Beyotch!<br>It´s about time y´all check that shit out man<br>It ain´t all good<br>Shut your mouth<br>Just watch the game<br>And don´t snitch<br>It sure will do a lot for you<br>Believe that baby<br>Jay-Z, Short Dawg´s in the house main<br>You know I got it<br>Got it goin on<br>We got the money<br>Ain´t got nuthin to do with crime baby<br>But I´m recognizing<br><br>[Jay-Z]<br>You rat bastard!
New song lyrics
[Jay-Z] Uh-huh<br>[$hort] That´s right<br>[Jay-Z] Uh-huh-uh, it was all good just a week ago<br>[$hort] Last week I had everything<br>[Jay-Z] Uh, uh-huh-uh, had this all good just a week ago<br>[$hort] I had the money.. had the cars, the bitches<br>[Jay-Z] Uh-huh, yeah, it was all good just a week ago<br>[$hort] and the jewelry..<br>and then my motherfuckin niggaz started snitchin<br>[Jay-Z] Uh-huh, uh uh, yo<br>[$hort] Beyotch!<br><br>[Verse One: Jay-Z]<br><br>Growin up in the hood just my dog and me<br>We used to hustle in the hood for, all to see<br>Problems, I called on him, he called on me<br>We wasn´t quite partners, I hit him off my P<br>Met him unlocked doors, off my keys<br>Yeah we spoke, much more than cordially<br>Man he broke bread with me, my business spreads with me<br>The Feds came to get me, we both fled quickly<br>Wasn´t quick enough to jump over the hedges with me<br>Got caught, and that´s when our relationship strayed<br>Used to call me from the joint til he ran out of change<br>And when he called collect and I heard his name<br>I quickly accepted, but when I reached the phone<br>he´s talkin reckless, I can sense deceit in his tone<br>I said, "Damn dawg, what, nine weeks and you´re home?"<br>He said, "Main man, you think shit´s sweet cause you´re home."<br>I just sat, spat no more speech in the phone<br>The crackers up there bleachin your dome, you´re reachin<br>I said, "The world don´t stop I´ve got to keep keep on."<br>From there I sensed the beef was on<br>I ran to the spot, store to add some more features to my phone<br>To see if I had bugs and leeches on my phone<br>Can´t be too safe cause niggaz is two-faced<br>And they show the other side when they catch a new case<br>It´s on<br><br>[Chorus: Too $hort, Jay-Z]<br><br>It was cool when you had hella weed to smoke<br>And you bought a new home where you could keep the folks<br>I don´t see how this side of you could be provoked<br>(Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all good just a week ago)<br><br>Funny what, seven days can change<br>A stand up nigga, now you sit down to aim<br>Used to have a firm grip now you droppin names<br>Uh-huh, uh-huh (It was all good just a week ago)<br><br>[Verse Two: Jay-Z]<br><br>Like I put the toast to your head and made you sell<br>We both came in this game, blind as hell<br>I did a little better, had more clientele<br>Told you put away some cheddar now you cryin for bail<br>Seventeen and I´m holdin on to around a mill<br>I could bail out and blow trial and come around on the pill<br>Had niggaz thinkin I was from Uptown for real<br>I had so much hustle plus I was down to ill<br>Like a Brooklyn nigga, straight out of Brownsville<br>Down and dirty, down to fight the round thirty<br>Freezin on them corners still holdin my crack<br>Lookin up and down the block, the fuck is the dough at?<br>Came from flat broke to lettin the dough stack<br>You tell them feds I said I´m never goin back<br>I´m from Marcy, and Marcy don´t raise no rats<br>You know the consequences of your acts, you can´t be serious<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse Three: Jay-Z]<br><br>The lawyer I retained you said you leakin some things<br>All this after a week in the bang<br>I´m mad at myself cause I didn´t spot the weak and lame<br>I woulda bet the house you wouldn´t speak a thang<br>Nigga this was the oath, to the top of broke<br>Even pricked our finger, anything that got between us<br>we sposed to cock the ninas, what happened to that?<br>Instead you copped out to a misdemeanor<br>Fuck it, the same thing make you laugh make you cry<br>That´s right, the same game that make you mad could make you die<br>It´s a dice game, and sometimes you crap<br>Who woulda thought you´d get popped one time and rap?<br>Now you know that´s bad when your sister is mad<br>and your son gotta grow up like, "This is my dad?"<br>The labelling of a snitch is a lifetime scar<br>You´ll always be in jail nigga, just minus the bars<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Too $hort]<br>Shit is crazy man<br>All these niggaz out here snitchin<br>We was one step away from takin this crack money<br>and recyclin it through the ghettoes<br>and buildin back up our own hoods<br>Now all you niggaz start snitchin on each other<br>I got partners doin 15-20<br>Wouldn´ta been doin SHIT<br>if you didn´t snitch<br>Beyotch!<br>It´s about time y´all check that shit out man<br>It ain´t all good<br>Shut your mouth<br>Just watch the game<br>And don´t snitch<br>It sure will do a lot for you<br>Believe that baby<br>Jay-Z, Short Dawg´s in the house main<br>You know I got it<br>Got it goin on<br>We got the money<br>Ain´t got nuthin to do with crime baby<br>But I´m recognizing<br><br>[Jay-Z]<br>You rat bastard!
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