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JAY-Z lyrics : "Nigga What, Nigga Who (Originator 99)"

(feat. Amil, Big Jaz)

[Jay-Z]

Uh-huh uh-huh, gi-gi gi-geyeah
Roc-a-Fella y'all, uh-huh uh-huh, Jigga
Timbaland %#@!, nine-eight BEYOTCH

Say what, say what? Uh-huh uh-huh, follow me beotch

[Amil]

^!$$% what, ^!$$% who?
^!$$% what, ^!$$% who?
Switcha flow, getcha dough

Can't $#&@ with this Roc-a-Fella %#@! doe
Switcha flow, getcha dough
Can't $#&@ with this Roc-a-Fella %#@! doe


[Jay-Z: first four lines overlap the section above]
Can't $#&@ with me

They ain't ready yet
Uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah, yeah

Mother$#&@ers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous
shots with the fo'-fo'
!@^#gots wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa

$#&@ rap, !@%!e by the boatload
$#&@ dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes

Stop your bull%#@!tin, glock with the full clip
Mother$#&@ers better duck when the fool spit
One shot could make a ^!$$% do a full flip

See the ^!$$% layin shocked when the bullet hit
Oh hey ma, how you, know ^!$$%z wanna buy you
But see me I wanna _$#&@ 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

[Chorus: Jay-Z (with Amil)]


(^!$$% what?) Make you think you can $#&@ with me
(^!$$% who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z

[x3]
(^!$$% what?) Make you think you can $#&@ with me
(^!$$% who?) Recognize (*##$, Jay to the mother$#&@in Z


[Jay-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
^!$$%z hatin n %#@! cause I slayed your (*##$

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, causer Your Majesty, just happened to be
A pimp with a tragedy
She wanted, us to end, cause I $#&@ed with friends

She gave me one more chance and I $#&@ed her again
I seen her tears as she busted in, I said, "%#@!..
there's a draft, shut the door (*##$ and come on in!"


[Chorus: with variation in last line]


[Jay-Z]
Gotta vendetta even though I been better
Left him in the cold with a thin sweater

Rap ^!$$%z on Prozac get the bozack, ^!$$%z 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
Mother$#&@ers wanna test that, stress that
And right where you're stressed, where you rest at

I suggest that, ^!$$%z invest, in a vest, when I come through
with the glock jet black, you ^!$$%z step back
I'm the best at, you know I ain't no apprentice to this
Me and my ^!$$%z we invented the %#@!
I came into the business with this, The Originator, non greater

Jaz-O finish this %#@!

[Big Jaz]
Better learn, Jaz'll relax that, ever heard of me?
Worldwide Originator, say word to me

The population holla certainly, I burn a ^!$$%
like a third degree, see me shine so bright
^!$$% I'm my light, runnin rulin with rigor and vigor
Nobody bigger than me and my ^!$$% Jigga
You fly-by-nights stop chirpin B

Heavyweights type work to me
For the time, in this mother$#&@er ain't nobody hurtin me
What? Cut your face in like surgery
Who the $#&@ got a VS, $#&@in BM's on the road
when you had to be in bed at the PM

Need the info, Jaz on the C-N-N
forever touchin my workers beginnin you're endin
^!$$% your style's no style my style's hostile
C'mon, !@$)got ^!$$% down to take the gun home
The O-RI-GI-NA-TOR (can't !#@* with it can ya?!)


[Chorus: with variations]

[Amil: repeat to fade]
Switcha flow, getcha dough
Can't $#&@ with this Roc-a-Fella %#@! doe
Switcha flow, getcha dough
Can't $#&@ with this Roc-a-Fella %#@! doe

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