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Текст песни Jay-Z - NYMP

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[Jay-Z]Geyeah, NYMP the realest, uhhThis is educated thug MU-SIC, niggazLife`s a battle, mean streets eat you aliveBlocks`ll have you, tryin to maintain your coursethrough the potholes and gravelHot holes and what-have-you, tryin to clock doughFoes tryin to pop shots through you by codePigs tryin to grab you and lock up your soulThrough the Hot Apple, nighttime shots crackle(bucka bucka bucka) Fiends tryin to gaffle youNot only cokeheads but the Feds in the Mercuray Topazafter you, up the avenueTryin to give you big numbers, you got math to doTryin to make you miss summer, shit, that ain`t coolI caught smaller cases tryin to get cap or twoUp against the wall, tryin to pass throughGhost-like, hear the cries from the tortured soulsMost nights, I hold my toast tight, and it goes likeChorus: Jay-ZN.Y.M.P., the realest niggazN.Y.M.P., the realest niggazUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realestMarcy.. Brooklyn..[Jay-Z]Yo; I come through, gettin money, sittin on twentiesNiggaz throwin me shade, but ain`t shit sunnyHot shells only thing niggaz could get from meCocktails thrown in your living room, KA-BOOMI`m so confrontational;they shoulda never let me go on probation yoI`m a hustler; except that..no correctional facilities can correct thatI took a step back, I viewed myself, seen where my head was atIt`s where that dough is homey, gotta get thatGotta get away, some try but head backUhh, street smart niggaz got left backSome died, they left stacksMe, I ball right, and on top of that I`m dog niceJigga been cold as fuck before iceNot before Christ, but a long fuckin timeGet your mind right niggazChorus: Jay-ZN.Y.M.P., the realestUh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggazUhh uh-huh, uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggazMarcy.. feel me..[Jay-Z]I looked Death in the face years backI held tears back, I gathered myself and stared backI`m from where you don`t crack, the weak don`t liveYou gotta bounce back homey, the streets don`t giveI take and rape villages, who gon` stop him?Not Rudy Guiliani, not Hillary RodhamStill I still pop himShit I grassy knoll and hilltop him, it`s all political nowI think big when I spit at you nowBetween my dog and the figures, the four gonna get`chaBetween life and death, they killed my spiritSo what little life I got left, y`all can expect me to ballI ? myself, teacher said I was a lost causecause I used to roam them hallsStill I spit knowledge, dropped out of high school, skipped collegeWho woulda thought I`d make it "Big" like Ms. Wallace?Chorus: Jay-ZUhh, yeah, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggazBrooklyn, what? N.Y.M.P., the realest niggazUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggazMarcy.. Brooklyn, N.Y.M.P. the realest, feel me[Jay-Z]Educated, thug mu-sic niggazThis is Brooklyn, this is gangsta, this is projectReal shit, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggazMarcy, Brooklyn, stompin groundsFuck with me

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