| The lyric of Youmehim And Her, Jay Z's song [Jay-Z] Told y all
Dynasty
Roc-A-Fella Recordsyou heard me? Unstoppableniggaz! Uhh Memph Bleek.. Amil-lion.. Sigel Sigel ya heard? It s a Dynasty! Who do you believe? Jigga Manmo bettermo cheddar Foes knock the man off your Polo sweater Roll with the R-O-CA-Fella Remember me? The teachers used to fail us Now it s mo scrillahoe killers Fo -wheelerswe - gorillas Oh please feel us - we heat holders Fightin? Listen boyRoy Jones couldn t still us The plot thickensthe block clickin We got the game tied upstop trippin Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y all Memph Bleek what? Amil-lionuhh Cat be himEl Cap-i-tan The fire I spit burn down Happyland Social Clubwe unapproachable thugs Non-socialgone postal Great aimharm the arm close to your toast like a Don s supposed toShawn I thought I told youthese ain t just vocals Don t make me take it to the old school I put holes through your hoes too through your clothes to the foes to the nigga close to you it; Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y all Amil-lion what? Memph Bleek.. [Memphis Bleek] Y all dudes don t - get itcome widdit Fifth loaded with slugs that ll rest in your fitted It s M dot E-Mthe Roc be them Got the mamis sayin lookwho can stop be them? You wan press your dumb luckget blam blam-ed up I crush your larynxyou talk bout us nigga No obituaryI get it critical You know Memph ll hit the pall bearer liftin you When I cock the plasticmake em drop the casket When it s hotI m blastinit s the Rocyou s Jigga Man what? Amil-lion yeah Memph Bleek huh? Sigel Sigel c mon Spit acidc mon Witcha smash hitget your smashed in Niggaz wanna front and get jumped Bet the ruger give your right side a nice-sized lump Niggawe arethe supreme squad You can dream hard but reality is we push the dream cars the queen broads puff the green rawwe as real as it get We the R-O-C dot A dot Fellas Bitches don t talk to usthe hoes they e-mail us NiggaJigga Man what? Memph Bleek huh? Amil-lion yeahSigel Sigel rap [Beanie Sigel] R (dot) O (dot) C (dot) stop From tower to mind popI move out stop Shower your mind blockmove out with glocks Raw to the cooklookmove out them blocks Take it to the bucks who be grindin it up Usually take it to the dubs so they diamond it up Competitionlinin em up Forty-five ACPlet me squeeze lime em up You wantdrama what? Well silence it up Since a young buckviolent as Wettin me dogthe high will do it; I used to wild off embalmin fluid I send niggaz to the trauma unit Forty-five or the nine ll do it I around and have your moms go through it - I m a beast! Shitniggaz always wanna ye shitthen they wanna cease shit when they mother in peeps hit But I don t cease nuttinI decease som un I around and have you sleepin underneath som un Jigga Man what? Sigel Sigel y all Memph Bleek uhAmil-lion right [Amil] YoA to the M-Ifeminist Holdin the semileave niggaz faced with a dilemmi Am Igon run or staycan I get away no you can t can t I surrendi? And Ilazy bopMercedes hot In my way through the tunnel like Lady Di [Jay-Z] Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y all Memph Bleek what? Amil-lion uhh
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