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[Jay-Z]<br>Back at´cha<br>How we do<br>Primo, Jigga-Man<br>History in the making<br>Let´s go<br><br>Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH<br>Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh<br>I spit the murder-murder-murderous<br>Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT<br>Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH<br>I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta<br>Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me? Uhh<br>I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook<br>Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh<br>Uh-huh-UHH<br><br>Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me<br>Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I´m back lookin like me<br>Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses<br>B-K lick a shot for Big Pop´ in heaven<br>Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression<br>everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin<br>it´s hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough´s movin<br>My whole crew up in this muh´fucker<br>We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine<br>You´ll be wearing a black suit a long time<br>I put your crew in hard bottoms<br>The priest is like, "God´s got him<br>He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him"<br>Brandish iron, outlandish buyin<br>Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth<br>We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back<br>Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen<br><br>[Chorus: Jay-Z {scratching by DJ Premier}]<br><br>I´m so gangsta prissy chicks don´t wanna fuck with me<br>"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims"<br>I´m so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me<br>"You know him well.." "..by the name of Jigga"<br>I´m so gangsta prissy chicks don´t wanna fuck with me<br>"You can love me or hate me.." "..Jay-Z"<br>I´m so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me<br>"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down"<br><br>[Jay-Z]<br>Wednesday´s I´m up in Shine, Cheetah´s Monday night<br>I´m fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life<br>So I´m cruisin in the car with this boozy broad<br>She said, "Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off"<br>Hit a U-turn; ma I´m droppin you back off<br>Front of the club, "Jigga why you do that for?"<br>Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch<br>Won´t change for no paper plus I been rich<br>Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em<br>Women been fuckin them HUH?<br>You see I live for the love of the street<br>Rap to the ruggedest beats<br>Hall closet cluttered with heat<br>I spit that murder-murder-murder<br>that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit<br>Furthermore ma..<br>We tote guns to the Grammy´s, pop bottles on the White House lawn<br>Guess I´m just the same old Shawn<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Jay-Z]<br>I´m from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y<br>So it´s hard for me to let the larceny die<br>Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards<br>just two big guns that´ll body your squad<br>Could niggaz be scheamin on me? Probably are<br>Think Jigga´s a joke nigga? Hardy har<br>I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust<br>Radio´s gotta play me though I cuss too much<br>Magazine said I´m shallow, I never learned to swim<br>Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them<br>Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him<br>cause that seem to be the shit that´ll earn for them<br>I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist<br>iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in "Menace"<br>I´m ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders<br>I´m hot.. hehehehe..<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Jay-Z]<br>I´m so gangsta prissy chicks don´t wanna fuck with me, uhh<br>I´m so gutter, ghetto girls ..<br>Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah<br>Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah<br>Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah<br>Brooklyn, yeah
New song lyrics
[Jay-Z]<br>Back at´cha<br>How we do<br>Primo, Jigga-Man<br>History in the making<br>Let´s go<br><br>Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH<br>Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh<br>I spit the murder-murder-murderous<br>Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT<br>Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH<br>I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta<br>Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me? Uhh<br>I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook<br>Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhh<br>Uh-huh-UHH<br><br>Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me<br>Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I´m back lookin like me<br>Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses<br>B-K lick a shot for Big Pop´ in heaven<br>Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression<br>everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin<br>it´s hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough´s movin<br>My whole crew up in this muh´fucker<br>We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine<br>You´ll be wearing a black suit a long time<br>I put your crew in hard bottoms<br>The priest is like, "God´s got him<br>He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him"<br>Brandish iron, outlandish buyin<br>Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth<br>We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back<br>Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen<br><br>[Chorus: Jay-Z {scratching by DJ Premier}]<br><br>I´m so gangsta prissy chicks don´t wanna fuck with me<br>"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims"<br>I´m so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me<br>"You know him well.." "..by the name of Jigga"<br>I´m so gangsta prissy chicks don´t wanna fuck with me<br>"You can love me or hate me.." "..Jay-Z"<br>I´m so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me<br>"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down"<br><br>[Jay-Z]<br>Wednesday´s I´m up in Shine, Cheetah´s Monday night<br>I´m fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at Life<br>So I´m cruisin in the car with this boozy broad<br>She said, "Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off"<br>Hit a U-turn; ma I´m droppin you back off<br>Front of the club, "Jigga why you do that for?"<br>Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitch<br>Won´t change for no paper plus I been rich<br>Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em<br>Women been fuckin them HUH?<br>You see I live for the love of the street<br>Rap to the ruggedest beats<br>Hall closet cluttered with heat<br>I spit that murder-murder-murder<br>that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit<br>Furthermore ma..<br>We tote guns to the Grammy´s, pop bottles on the White House lawn<br>Guess I´m just the same old Shawn<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Jay-Z]<br>I´m from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y<br>So it´s hard for me to let the larceny die<br>Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards<br>just two big guns that´ll body your squad<br>Could niggaz be scheamin on me? Probably are<br>Think Jigga´s a joke nigga? Hardy har<br>I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust<br>Radio´s gotta play me though I cuss too much<br>Magazine said I´m shallow, I never learned to swim<br>Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for them<br>Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him<br>cause that seem to be the shit that´ll earn for them<br>I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist<br>iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in "Menace"<br>I´m ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders<br>I´m hot.. hehehehe..<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Jay-Z]<br>I´m so gangsta prissy chicks don´t wanna fuck with me, uhh<br>I´m so gutter, ghetto girls ..<br>Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeah<br>Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeah<br>Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeah<br>Brooklyn, yeah
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