[Jay-Z] I remove your roof nigga let the sun shine in Thirty-eight waistenough to put one nine in Really a thirty-six without the gun I m thin but when the gat is tuckedI m fat as Ignorant I m takin it back to day one No kidsbut trust me I know how to raise a gun For niggaz that think I spend my days in the sun well here s the shock of your lifethe glock not the mic Homey I m not into hype; trust meI m still street You still in up then trust me I still creep Yeah I know the platinum chain be lookin real sweet but reach and I bury niggaz sixty feet deep S dot Carter turn rappers into martyrs Seperate fathers from they daughterswhy bother I m a crook like youI took like you I disobeyed the law threw out the book like you How dare you look at Jigga like I m shook like boo I keep the fifth with me niggacome and get me..
COME AND GET ME! { gong sounds } Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-come..
{ bell rings } COME AND GET ME! Ka-ka-ka-COME AND GET ME! ..
{ bell rings } COME AND GET ME! Ka-ka-ka..
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Ka-ka-ka-ka-come { bell rings } ..
come and get me COME AND GET ME [Jay-Z] Don t know what y all niggaz is tryin to do but I don t like it Yeahstraight gangster shit Heyyyyuh-huh-uh-uhh gangster shit Uhhstraight gangster nigga Roc..
Yoyour summer s bout to get hot Niggaz home from jail and they plottin Heard about the watchthe Bentley hard-top The Continental Tgot em resentin me God I work hardplease don t envy me I paid the cost to be the boss to floss this hard I can recall a year ago I almost lost this job All y all remember is the part about me parkin the hog What about all them days I was walkin my dogs? Barkin at broadsbut they never hollered back And if they did all they said was"Where dem dollaz at?" Imaginebein skinny growin up around broader cats The quiet assassin demeanor of them college cats until I got a gat and loudly start poppin back Round the wayniggaz called me Bobby Bouchete Now all I hear is whispers of what you gon do to Jay How y all gon stick me uptake my jewels away Pull out your gatcar jack me take my cruise away Well I got news for y all fools todayhey..
Chorus: Jay-Z I gotshots to give come and get me nigga Y all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga I won tpart with this come and get me nigga I workedhard for this come and get me nigga I gotshots to giveCOME AND GET ME..
COME AND GET ME..
[Jay-Z] I made it soyou could say Marcy and it was all good I ain t crossover I brought the suburbs to the hood Made em relate to your struggletold em bout your hustle Went on MTV with do-ragsI made them love you You know normally them people wouldn t be in witchu Til I made em understand why you do what you do I expected to hear"Jayif it wasn t for you.." But insteadall I hear is buzzin in your crew How y all scheamintryin to get accustomed to my moves So y all could tape my mouthstake out my house But I got pride I m a nigga first I gotta cock back and pull the trigger first That s how Jigga work The funny thing; I represent y all everytime I spit a verse and that s the shit that hurts But heyI got my mind rightgot my nine right here So when y all feel that the time is right..
Chorus [Jay-Z] Aiy yo yoaiy yo yo It s only fair that I warn yarap s my new hustle I m treatin it like the corner with me if you wanna My game change but my mindframe remains the same I gotta protect what s mine Shit I started from nothin; zerozip I made my way hustlinI don t owe niggaz shit I m paranoid nowso I keep the gun gripped Cats I played skelly with? Niggaz done flipped I keep a banger in the ankleone in the hip Two in the stashone come up when I shift I keep one under the chair where I sit I even got a gun in the hair in the bun of my bitch Ask Big; everytime he d come to my crib he d find another gun that I hid I m ready to make this one of thehottest summer there is Everyday like a hundred-and-six..
shit..
Chorus 2X [Jay-Z] Mother ers!

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