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[Jay-Z:]Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ballPlay if you wanna play, floss if you wanna flossIt's Alright, you heard?, It's Alright, Holla backGet ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smokeKill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna locIt's Alright, you heard? It's Alright, yeah yeahI need a ho in my life to blow on my diceSo we can make our points twice and skate out a townI need that glow in my ice, E-ClassLadies screamin Jigga you know we ease that, flowin out like Jees-assJay-Z and me holdin the micso when you like you find MC's so impoliteAnd me I'm so into nice, got cats on the corner likeDon't me and Jigga be flowin alike? Nah, Not in your life ain't nobody copin likeMr. Jay-Z, shit you're crazyI'm hot like the six maybe, Deep dish with the great seatsI flow greater than you're navigatorI drop in you're town, block you're dataPimps all comin through with a hot pair of gatorsAnd a crew with rocks the size of cratersCan't touch like hot potatoes, Ya Heard?Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ballPlay if you wanna play, floss if you wanna flossIt's Alright, you heard?, It's Alright, Holla backGet ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smokeKill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna locIt's Alright, you heard? It's Alright, Holla back[Memphis Bleek:]In the middle of a war rockin a vestWho's the illest shorty alive, I confessI take nine to the chest and I swear to the heaven sky's, I blessThe mics until the day I rest, till they can feel what I feelI'ma try my best, and if you real like I realyou can provide the restAnything left out, you can blame it on the brain, not the heartI'm playing my part, stretched out, just about the best outAny nigga realer than me, is in a messhall with their chest outAny rapper with less clout, sell more records than meWe extort them as soon as they record 'em, BleekMy name is clear, back when a shorty used to braid my hairOn the project stairs, Once I drop to a ceaser Ma I don't need yaFrom the block to the hot two-seaters [Jay-Z:]Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ballPlay if you wanna play, floss if you wanna flossIt's Alright, you heard?, It's Alright, Holla backGet ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smokeKill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna locIt's Alright, you heard? It's Alright, CheckOn the two Jew-el's I blew more money than Latrell, who else?They don't know you, think they know you too well, you jellLike Flubber I hover above the city in a private jet, the livest setPress you're brakes, Feds wanna investigate, Mr. I don't cop nothinLess than eight, and anything involved with my nameRegardless of the fameIt's hard, I can't even walk through Harlem again,Charge it to the game, I'm platinum like American ExpressMy boy died, and all I did was inherit his stressTo make every jam tougher, you ain't my man fuck yaI suggest let you live right? Negative, I swearIt's dough or die, I hope your soul provides you with an afterlifeClose you're casket tightTake you're last two deep breaths and pass the mic To Jay-Z nigga, That's Right!!Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ballPlay if you wanna play, floss if you wanna flossIt's Alright, you heard?, It's Alright, Holla backGet ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smokeKill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna locIt's Alright, you heard? It's Alrightmore