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[Jay-Z]Uh-huh uh-huh, gi-gi gi-geyeahRoc-a-Fella y'all, uh-huh uh-huh, JiggaTimbaland shit, nine-eight BEYOTCHSay what, say what? Uh-huh uh-huh, follow me beotchNigga what, nigga who?Nigga what, nigga who?Switcha flow, getcha doughCan't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doeSwitcha flow, getcha doughCan't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe[Jay-Z] [first four lines overlap the section above]Can't fuck with meThey ain't ready yetUh-huh uh-huhYeah, yeahMotherfuckers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerousshots with the fo'-fo'Faggots wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoaFuck rap, coke by the boatloadFuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closedLeft holes through some guy clothesStop your bullshittin, glock with the full clipMotherfuckers better duck when the fool spitOne shot could make a nigga do a full flipSee the nigga layin shocked when the bullet hitOh hey ma, how you, know niggaz wanna buy youBut see me I wanna _Fuck for Free_ like AkinyeleNow I gotta let her take this ride, make you feel itinside your belly, if it's tight get the K-Y JellyAll night get you wide up inside the tellySide 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 itThe same place where the rhymes is inventedSo all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I strokeSee how I was flowin on my last cassette?Rapid-fire like I'm blastin a Tec, never jam thoughNever get high, never run out of ammoNiggaz hatin n shit cause I slayed your bitchYou know your favorite, I know it made you sickAnd now you're, actin raw but you never had warDon't know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoeNow she's mad at me, causer Your Majesty, just happened to beA pimp with a tragedyShe wanted, us to end, cause I fucked with friendsShe gave me one more chance and I fucked her againI 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 vendetta even though I been betterLeft him in the cold with a thin sweaterRap niggaz on Prozac get the bozack, niggaz threwtwo at me I threw fo' back, hold thatLet the dough stack, way before Big had the gold Ac'Dame had the Lex blackMotherfuckers wanna test that, stress thatAnd right where you're stressed, where you rest atI suggest that, niggaz invest, in a vest, when I come throughwith the glock jet black, you niggaz step backI'm the best at, you know I ain't no apprentice to thisMe and my niggaz we invented the shitI came into the business with this, The Originator, non greaterJaz-O finish this shit[Big Jaz]Better learn, Jaz'll relax that, ever heard of me?Worldwide Originator, say word to meThe population holla certainly, I burn a niggalike a third degree, see me shine so brightNigga I'm my light, runnin rulin with rigor and vigorNobody bigger than me and my nigga JiggaYou fly-by-nights stop chirpin BHeavyweights type work to meFor the time, in this motherfucker ain't nobody hurtin meWhat? Cut your face in like surgeryWho the fuck got a VS, fuckin BM's on the roadwhen you had to be in bed at the PMNeed the info, Jaz on the C-N-Nforever touchin my workers beginnin you're endinNigga your style's no style my style's hostileC'mon, faggot nigga down to take the gun homeO-R-I-G-I-N-A-T-O-R (can't FUCK with it can ya?!)[Chorus (with variations)][Amil-lion] [*repeat to fade*]Switcha flow, getcha doughCan't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doeSwitcha flow, getcha doughCan't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doemore