I Can’t Get Wid Dat（翻自 Jay-Z）

Straight to the track my lyrics is phat I rip it the **** down
More than a fluke Im regularly wreckin this shit so what now
So many brothers be bitin they tongue to detect who I be
Well check out the J check out the A check out the Y.... Z
Original rap Im makin it slap Im hemmin it up like that
Stringin it, slangin it, swingin it fat, bring it back
I be that nigga with a gat boom-clack
Dont ever sweat it when I go, I zoom back
Better than ever, never better, you better, whatever
I suggest some Ex-Lax and thatll get your shit together
I give you a snotty nose from body blows
Nobodys safe at a party even Gotti goes adios
I got-got-got Flav-flav-flav-flavor so save yours
One verse and its a hearse I played and I slayed yours
Get it, got it, ready to flip, I doubt it
No need to prolong, Jigga the man, gone!
Im out
The next nigga never get no rest youre livin with stress
Cause just around the corner be the best nigga
Youre fearin my clout if weed got you runnin your mouth
You better blow that shit out
The Jiggas back you niggas are flat
Ill amaze the way that Jay rap now how in the hell did he say that?
You diggin me the epitome of rippin it raw
You kiddin me no nigga that rap gettin bigger than me
Although ya niggas are wettin my style Im still thristy
And we all gotta fall off but you first G
Ill be the last itll be a cold day in hell
Before you see me Sauceand Jaz chillin with your wack ass
We break shit and harmony like Take 6
While you niggas double pumped off the fake shit
Our Roc-A-Fella never sell-a-out
Brothers who dont have the heart you better tell your mouth niggaListen
I dont kick it I punt it Im so wicked you want it?
My tongues just tired from lickin my fingers and countin up hundreds
So I bought a money machine and it goes
A tat-tit-trrrrrrr-at-tit-trrrrrt-at-tit-tit-Git-Dough
How many styles I gotta kick to prove Im def?
I can even- kick my--rip that-shit-and catch a breath
Im nicer than a bitch, ask this nigga Dash
Now he dont count cause Im makin his ass rich
This niggas nothin but the truth
Many view tenny as a threat to they loot.. **** em
My shit is tight, cant slip, gotta grip
Like a pit in a dog fight my shit is aight
I aint checkin for you less you my peoples
And just in case you didnt know peep the steelo
It goes one dime for your mind
And two bone crushers for your spine
Cause none of ya game is rougher than mine