Album Name

Vol. 2 ... Hard Knock Life

Artist

JAY-Z

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

1998

Release Agency

Universal Music

It`s Like That - Jay-Z
watch this y'all
watch this y'all Jigga
Rocafella ya'll
It's Kid Capri and Jay Z
It's Jay Z and Kid Capri
Cause I'm Like That yo
Cause I'm like that yo
As a young and dumb man
gun in the waist
Sold crack to those
who couldn't take the pain
And had to numb it with baste
Couldn't drink the henny straight
I needed somethin to chase
Nowadays I throw shots back
leavin nothin to waste
Life is like a treadmill
niggas runnin in place
Gettin nowhere fast
a whole year done past
I vowed to never stop winin
'til the earth stop spinnin
Rock hot lenin
cop hot cars and hot women
If it's not him
then you got it confused
y'all not remembering
My motto is simply I will not lose
abide by the block rules
I buy my glock used
wit bodies on it
let me know anybody want it
I'm raised illrational
way misunderstood
If you ain't live like
I live then run with the hood
I done what i could
to come up with this paper
'til this day still
Run with the hood
guess it's part of my nature
if hell awaits ya
Nigga I'm coming with the razors
still flashin ya shit
Try to pass me in a six
tight classy on the wrist
Every bit of 30 karats
this is not a game
This isn't why I came
make these words find a spot
on your brain
And burn then I recycle my life
I shall return
How tight is your flow
Cause I'm like that yo
How right is your dough
Cause I'm like that yo
How white is your blow
Cause I'm like that yo
Only writers you know
Cause I'm like that
How tight is your flow
Cause I'm like that yo
How right is your dough
Cause I'm like that yo
How white is your blow
Cause I'm like that yo
Only writers you know
Cause I'm like that
I'm a hop skip a jump
from rippin the pump
Spittin a couple of curse words
and hittin you chump
Shit I get digits in lumps
I'm a motherfucking problem
is this what you want
Overachiever I love chicks
that puff chiva
And reefer paper
I hate the one's
that blow up ya beeper
Cause I go in ya deeper
I only bone divas
Inpregnate the world
when I cum through your speakers
Fuck hot my records got the fever
Niggas kick dirt
get ya whole block sweeped up
I creep up when the beef heats up
caught him with his feet up
And shoes off bout to snooze off
Hatin cause you can't
turn the booze off
You dudes is too soft
when I fuck with you all
I might bark your ex
and spit at the locks
But other than that
I ain't even fucking with cats
Just me tied B I thug it like that
me dame and biggs
What's fuckin with that
Y'all can never diss Jigga
get nothing for that
Other then a couple
slugs in ya back
Rappers y'all runnin around
like I won't gun ya down
Last nigga that fronted
two spun him around
Lord except this offer
here's somethin for your crown
I admit no malice
I just met his challenge In one
How tight is your flow
Cause I'm like that yo
How right is your dough
Cause I'm like that yo
How white is your blow
Cause I'm like that yo
Only writers you know
Cause I'm like that
How tight is your flow
Cause I'm like that yo
How right is your dough
Cause I'm like that yo
How white is your blow
Cause I'm like that yo
Only writers you know
Cause I'm like that
How tight is your flow
How right is your dough
How white is your blow
Only writers you know
How tight is your flow
How right is your dough
How white is your blow
Only writers you know
Girls and guns all i want
stock exchange rocks and thangs
Girls and guns all i want
stock exchange rocks and thangs