Nigga What Nigga Who Originator 99 lyrics

Jay-Z]

Uh-huh uh-huh, gi-gi gi-geyeah

Roc-a-Fella y`all, uh-huh uh-huh, Jigga

Timbaland shit, nine-eight BEYOTCH

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



Nigga what, nigga who?

Nigga what, nigga who?

Switcha flow, getcha dough

Can`t fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe

Switcha flow, getcha dough

Can`t fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe



[Jay-Z] --> first four lines overlap the section above

Can`t fuck with me

They ain`t ready yet

Uh-huh uh-huh

Yeah, yeah

Motherfuckers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous

shots with the fo`-fo`

Faggots runnin to the Po-Po`s, smoke em like cocoa

Fuck rap, coke by the boatload

Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed

Left holes through some guy clothes

Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full clip

Motherfuckers better duck when the fool spit

One shot could make a nigga do a full flip

See the nigga layin shocked when the bullet hit

I hate my high youth, no niggaz wanna buy you

But see me I wanna fuck for free

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-lion)



(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me

(Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z

*repeat 3X*

(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me

(Nigga who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin 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 stroll

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

Niggaz hatin n shit cause I slayed your bitch

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

Apparent with a tragedy

She wanted, us to end, cause I fucked with friends

She gave me one more chance and I fucked her again

I seen her tears as she busted in, I said, `Shit..

there`s a draft, shut the door bitch and come on in!`



Chorus (with variation in last line)



[Jay-Z]

Gotta friend that even though I been better

Left him in the cold with a thin sweater

Rap niggaz on Prozac get the bozack, niggaz 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

Motherfuckers wanna test that, stress that

And right where you`re stressed, where you rest at

I suggest that, niggaz invest, in a vest, when I come through

with the glock jet black, you niggaz step back

I`m the best at, you know I ain`t no apprentice to this

Me and my niggaz we invented the shit

I can`t be to the finish with this, The Originator, non greater

Jaz, so finish the shit



[Big Jaz]

Better learn, Jaz don`t relax, stat ever heard of me?

Worldwide Originator, say word to me

The population holla certainly, I burn a nigga

like a third degree, see me shine so bright

Nigga I`m my light, runnin all over with rigor and vigor

Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga

You fly-by-nights stop jerkin beef

Heavyweights type work to me

For the time, in this motherfucker ain`t nobody hurtin me

What? Cut your face in like surgery

Who the fuck got a VS, fuckin BM`s on the road

when you had to be in bed at the PM

Leave the info, Jaz on the seat, and then

forever touchin my workers beginnin you`re endin

Nigga your style`s no style my style`s hostile

C`mon, faggot nigga down to take the gun home

We op-ened your na-ture (can`t FUCK with it can ya?!)



Chorus (with variations)



[Amil-lion] * repeat to fade *

Switcha flow, getcha dough

Can`t fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe

Switcha flow, getcha dough

Can`t fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe
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