Текст песни Jay-Z - So Ghetto, слова песни Jay-Z

Текст песни Jay-Z - So Ghetto

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[Jay-Z]Back at`chaHow we doPrimo, Jigga-ManHistory in the makingLet`s goUhh, uh-huh-uh-UHHUh-huh-uh-uhh, uhhI spit the murder-murder-murderousMur-mur-ma-murderous SHITUh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHHI keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangstaGah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me? UhhI spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-BrookUh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uh-uhhUh-huh-UHHYo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like meJigga-Man, Volume 3, I`m back lookin like meStop the presses, baby girls, drop your dressesB-K lick a shot for Big Pop` in heavenEver since I came through, niggaz got the impressioneverything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessinit`s hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough`s movinMy whole crew up in this muh`fuckerWe spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fineYou`ll be wearing a black suit a long timeI put your crew in hard bottomsThe priest is like, "God`s got himHe never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him"Brandish iron, outlandish buyinBentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truthWe all from the ghetto, only difference, we go backBack up in D&D on this Primo track, listenChorus: Jay-Z {scratching by DJ Premier}I`m so gangsta prissy chicks don`t wanna fuck with me "Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims"I`m so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me "You know him well.." "..by the name of Jigga"I`m so gangsta prissy chicks don`t wanna fuck with me "You can love me or hate me.." "..Jay-Z"I`m so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me "Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down"[Jay-Z]Wednesday`s I`m up in Shine, Cheetah`s Monday nightI`m fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at LifeSo I`m cruisin in the car with this boozy broadShe said, "Jigga-Man you rich, take the doo-rag off"Hit a U-turn; ma I`m droppin you back offFront of the club, "Jigga why you do that for?"Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend bitchWon`t change for no paper plus I been richEighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin emWomen been fuckin them HUH?You see I live for the love of the streetRap to the ruggedest beatsHall closet cluttered with heatI spit that murder-murder-murderthat Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shitFurthermore ma..We tote guns to the Grammy`s, pop bottles on the White House lawnGuess I`m just the same old ShawnChorus[Jay-Z]I`m from the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-YSo it`s hard for me to let the larceny dieNiggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguardsjust two big guns that`ll body your squadCould niggaz be scheamin on me? Probably areThink Jigga`s a joke nigga? Hardy harI spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bustRadio`s gotta play me though I cuss too muchMagazine said I`m shallow, I never learned to swimStill they put me on they cover cause I earn for themSoon as I sell too much, watch them turn on himcause that seem to be the shit that`ll earn for themI spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalistiller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in "Menace"I`m ill, start to finish, I rip apart contendersI`m hot.. hehehehe..Chorus[Jay-Z]I`m so gangsta prissy chicks don`t wanna fuck with me, uhhI`m so gutter, ghetto girls ..Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh), yeahUhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch, yeahJigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz, yeahBrooklyn, yeah

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So Ghetto

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