20 Bag Shorty lyrics

JAY-Z:

no more reasonable doubt im provin to be da illest MC somthing wrong wit ya

motor skills cause yall aint movin me im who u see musically when u want it

done hot payin u to meanzlest infratillity stop i paint pictures beatufully but

niggaz is near sighted dont worry about plageris it`ll take em years to bite it

which the greatest fears i dont write it it just appears outta no where like da

information contain by the phycic like it or not i pay dues and expect to be

paid back why da fuck should i freestyle im gettin paid to rap i slang a track

laid back almost till its a sin tell ya god somebody`s doin a good job

impersonatin him J-Hova spittin game from da range rover what da fuck is yall

doin in da third lane get over slow ya rode up i got it sewed up like a tella

relatively easy like jerry hella cream is cherry vanilla got chicks in da telli

belly up soundin like mayhelia tryna tell yall yall know da style burn da town

down and change the locale im doin da same shit except its legit



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got a twenty cart shorty better play dat shit you owe me twenty baby better pay

dat shit got twenty bag son better blaze dat shit they said i wasn`t seeing

twenty but i made dat shit



GOTTI:

pimp gotti get da dues in them double down like them kids wit tips who tops

downbricks who get money quick see me representin bomb city on da bill block

and mic before they get a mill i sold pills all night the illest outta life got

my mind on fate cause even im tour nigga still aint safe i keep a tre eighton

my left smoke a L for stress countin dirt bag lex i be da X like malcompuff

for now dunn east side represent wit tons of guns u keep it real where u from

cause where u at might put da dagger in yo back its like livin wit yo homey dat

be on crack and fat my niggas know my styles phat like hoes in da L Darodo my

mine toatin fuck em duck em any thing but da main gun i dont trust em



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move wit da nigga huh frum man chilla burge shit word shit i slpurge big

scrilla observe when you work spit bird shit killah not to be purterb with herb

shit deala can make me feel yall foreal ya tock ticking bust a rapper bust a

cap hustler stop flinching you fresh off the corner calling dog shit brog shit

soon as you feel that sog shit you be like oh shit broke niggas resort the

glass looking opposite the track ass whooping opposite the black class hooker

the fat ass fooker triple your cash criple your stash pass shooker the past

aint never the last to teach lessons my peeps fucking up in the streets keep

guessing my brew dont becomming a preach i be blessing lotta kids commmin out

da wrong way like sea sections know da bro gone flow even if it cross shorts

fuck weed cop coke cause da shit cost more but niggas say i floss to much but

when i take it off and such they say i lost my touch those bitches like the

money i wear what its funny how they stare dumb bunnies with they cunnin little

glare shorty let me see the tail if its really that shittin she hit me with a

felion a young pair kitten my boy hit that shit now every body splittin even

holdin snow balls and i aint talkin bout mittens what i talkin bout mittens

foreal snowballs



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