Información de la canción En esta página puedes encontrar la letra de la canción Jigga What, Jigga Who, artista - Jay-Z. Fecha de emisión: 17.12.2001
Restricciones de edad: 18+
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Jigga What, Jigga Who |
| Uh-huh, g-g-geyeah |
| Roc-a-Fella y’all, uh-huh, uh-huh, Jigga |
| Timbaland shit, nine-eight beyotch |
| Say what, say what? Uh-huh, uh-huh, follow me beyotch |
| Nigga what, nigga who? Can’t fuck with me |
| Nigga what, nigga who? They ain’t ready yet |
| Don’t switcha flow, getcha dough |
| Can’t fuck with this roc-a-fella shit doe |
| Switcha flow, getcha dough |
| Can’t fuck with this Roc-A-Fella shit doe |
| Motherfuckers wanna act loco |
| Hit 'em wit, numerous |
| Shots with the fo'-fo' |
| Faggots wanna talk to po-po's, smoke 'em like cocoa |
| Fuck rap, coke by the boatload |
| Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed |
| Left holes through some guy clothes |
| Stop your bullshittin', glock with the full clip |
| Motherfuckers better duck when the fool spit |
| One shot could make a nigga do a full flip |
| See the nigga layin' shocked when the bullet hit |
| Oh hey ma, how you, know niggaz wanna buy you |
| But see me I wanna fuck for free like Akinyele |
| Now I gotta let her take this ride, make you feel it |
| Inside your belly, if it’s tight get the K-Y jelly |
| All night get you wide up inside the telly |
| Side to side 'til you say |
| Jay-Z you’re too much for me |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize girl, Jay to the Z |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize girl, Jay to the Z |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize girl, Jay to the Z |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin' Z |
| Got a condo with nuttin' but condoms in it |
| The same place where the rhymes is invented |
| So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke |
| See how I was flowin' on my last cassette? |
| Rapid-fire like I’m blastin' a tec, never jam though |
| Never get high, never run out of ammo |
| Niggaz hatin' 'n shit 'cause I slayed your bitch |
| You know your favorite, I know it made you sick |
| And now you’re, actin' raw but you never had war |
| Don’t know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe |
| Now she’s mad at me 'cause your majesty |
| Just happened to be, a pimp with a tragedy |
| She wanted, us to end 'cause I fucked with friends |
| She gave me one more chance and I fucked her again |
| I seen her tears as she busted in, I said, «Shit |
| There’s a draft, shut the door bitch and come on in» |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize bitch, Jay to the Z |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize girl, Jay to the Z |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize bitch, Jay to the Z |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize bitch |
| Gotta vendetta even though I been better |
| Left him in the cold with a thin sweater |
| Rap niggaz on Prozac get the bozack, niggaz threw |
| Two at me I threw fo' back, hold that |
| Let the dough stack, way before Big had the gold AC |
| Dame had the Lex black |
| Motherfuckers wanna test that, stress that |
| And right where you’re stressed, where you rest at |
| I suggest that, niggaz invest, in a vest, when I come through |
| With the glock jet black, you niggaz step back |
| I’m the best at, you know I ain’t no apprentice to this |
| Me and my niggaz we invented the shit |
| I came into the business with this |
| The originator, non-greater |
| Jaz-O finish this shit |
| Better learn, Jaz’ll relax that, ever heard of me? |
| Worldwide originator, say word to me |
| The population holla certainly, I burn a nigga |
| Like a third degree, see me shine so bright |
| Nigga I’m my light, runnin' rulin' with rigor and vigor |
| Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga |
| You fly-by-nights stop chirpin' B |
| Heavyweights type work to me |
| For the time, in this motherfucker ain’t nobody hurtin' me |
| What? Cut your face in like surgery |
| Who the fuck got a VS, fuckin' BM’s on the road |
| When you had to be in bed at the pm |
| Need the info, Jaz on the CNN |
| Forever touchin' my workers beginnin' you’re endin' |
| Nigga your style’s no style, my style’s hostile |
| C’mon, faggot nigga down to take the gun home |
| The originator |
| Can’t fuck with it can ya? |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize bitch, Jay to the Z |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize bitch, Jay to the Z |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize bitch, Jay to the Z |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize bitch, Jay to the Z |
| Nigga what? Fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize bitch |
| Nigga what? Make you think you can fuck with me |
| Nigga who? Recognize beyotch |
| Don’t switcha flow, getcha dough |
| Can’t fuck with this roc-a-fella shit doe |
| Switcha flow, getcha dough |
| Can’t fuck with this roc-a-fella shit doe |
| Don’t switcha flow, getcha dough |
| Can’t fuck with this roc-a-fella shit doe |
| Switcha flow, getcha dough |
| Can’t fuck with this roc-a-fella shit doe |
| Don’t switcha flow, getcha dough |
| Can’t fuck with this roc-a-fella shit doe |
| Switcha flow, getcha dough |
| Can’t fuck with this roc-a-fella shit doe |